A/N: First fanfiction I've ever actually published. So don't be too harsh. If I make any mistakes, please do let me know nicely. Constructive criticism is always helpful. Please R&R, I'd appreciate it so much and it really does count if you review after reading! xx

Thanks alot and I hope it meets your satisfaction & expectations! Enjoy.

The night was cold and gentle with a light breeze drifting through the wind. It was quite dark, but just about light enough to recognize surroundings. There was an eerie silence, and the only sound that could be heard was the shuffling from her feet.

She should of been running away, far away from here, away from him, but she didn't. Her body shivered slightly from the many voices in her head that told her to stop, leave, back away, but she dismissed them. It's too late now, you're already in too deep.. another voice told her, with a jittery laugh. She felt uneasy but she kept going anyway, because a part of her couldn't refuse him, no matter what he asked. She had always known the consequences of her foolishness.

How did everything come to this? A year ago, he was an unbearable git. An intolerable prick, an insufferable prat, an irritating jerk and the list could of continued for miles. He was someone that infuriated her. But even then, she never really hated him, did she? Hatred was a strong word to use. It was more of an intense disliking and disgust. Then seventh year changed everything and they collided. It wasn't meant to happen, but it did. She fell for him, when she shouldn't have. His world went everything against hers. They were complete opposites, but at the same time they were so much alike. Being with him was everything she lived for, and she couldn't help the undesired attraction between them. One thing was certain; that they could never be. He was on the other side, the side that her side was going to bring down. She had been betraying her own side by betraying Ron. The one who loved her when she loved another. He was loving, caring and sweet. The type of boy that told through actions that they would be with you forever.
Who would you choose, the boy who would do anything for you, or the boy who you would do anything for? The boy who would do anything for you, right? So you wouldn't ever get hurt. Ever get lonely, ever get vulnerable.

She stopped her pace then, and her thoughts faded away, as her eyes found his familiar figure, wearing another one of his common black suits.
He looked composed, his hands in his pockets with hair glistening, tussling in the calm breeze. His features were sharp and defined, and it never failed to amaze her, at how handsome he was. She decided to take a deep breath before speaking. Their secret rendezvous was ought to be done and over with.

"Draco." she murmured, softly. He turned around at the sound of his name spoken from her lips. His face was impassive, and he met his cold eyes with her warm, brown ones. Two words escaped his lips in a husky whisper as if he had not expected her.

"You came."