Tell me…

Why is it that every time I look at you I can't help but to feel attracted to you?

Even thought I know you will use me; that once you're finished you will throw me away for another one?

I'm painfully aware that for you, I am but another toy.

To the great Draco Malfoy, I am nothing but a mere chess piece.

So…why is it that I always come back to you?

Tell me, please.