Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters.
Diamonds
I have a question for you.
It's an easy question, and I'm almost one hundred percent sure that you will get it right on the first try. If I asked you what any girls' best friend was, what would you tell me?
Pearls?
Chocolate—shoes, even?
No, you would tell me diamonds. Why? Because diamonds are, of course, a girl's best friend.
You hear it all the time. Girls are always saying it. I can't think I one girl that I know who hasn't said that overly-used phrase at least once in her life. In fact, the more it's said, the more people start to think it's true.
Girls like nice things, and diamonds are nice things. Of course they're going to love to them. What girl wouldn't? They sparkle when they hit the light, and can be carved into very elegant and beautiful things.
Yet, who said diamonds have to be just a girl's best friend?
I'll admit it. I love diamonds. In fact, I have a diamond of my very own. Only mine is unique. No one else in the world could ever have him but me.
That's right. My diamond is a person, and he is everything like the dazzling piece of jewelry.
His beauty seems almost unreal, as if it's carved out of stone—yet without the cold exterior. His personality sparkles and always brightens up my day. His name is so unique. I've never heard of a single other person who has ever shared his name. He looks so tiny in comparison to many people, yet he means so much more to me.
My diamond is Draco Malfoy.
And I love him.
Hah, I've been in such a Draco/Ron craze lately. I've been writing Dron fanfiction left and right! It's weird, but I don't mind. XD
Anyway, I hope you like this little story! I thought of it while I was sleeping.
