My first ever story on Tell me what you think, yeah?
He was walking, something he did very often lately. He walked and walked and it seemed like everything was a blur around him. He walked in the eerie darkness. The sun's fingers getting a hold of the dark clouds, tearing them until it shinned through. He had one thing on his mind and it wouldn't go away. He wanted it to, gosh, he wanted it to go away badly but it didn't.
It consumed his thoughts and made his stomach knot. He knew what he felt. He was so angry of what he felt and for WHO he felt it for.
Ironic isn't it? That the person who you feel this undeniable pull to is the person who is like you in so many ways but hates your guts because of the things you've done.
Well, he was chuckling morbidly because he knew that she would deny him profusely if he pursued her. She hated him. Told him so on so many occasions. But now, he was thinking of ways he could get her to look at him with anything that wasn't contempt.
"You'll be mine witch." he said to the cold air, determination and excitement was evident in his tone.
And so that is how Draco Malfoy brought up enough courage to go after his future. A future that would alter everything.