I'm Sorry

A DraMargaux fanfiction by 1LoveBug

A/N: A DraMargaux fanfic is a Fanfiction shipping Draco Malfoy and my friend Margaux. This is for her!3

Chapter 1:

Margaux and Draco walked down the hallway together on their way to Potions. Ever since she was a first-year Margaux had always dreamed about dating the uber-popular, uber-cute Draco Malfoy. Margaux told herself this was the happiest day of her life, but still, nothing had... changed. The pure blood had always been known for being distant. He never talked to anyone; not even to his own posse. Why was she in love with this dude, again? Oh yeah, he's HOT! And deep down Draco was a good person. Just last week he had rescued her cat from the Whomping Willow and—

"What is it?" Draco asked.

"Hmm?"

"You're smiling at me. Did I do something to amuse you?" Margaux blushed as they rounded the corner.

"I was just thinking about the time you saved Sphinx from the Whomping Willow, that's all."

Draco frowned, "And this amuses you?" Margaux couldn't help but giggle. But she stopped instantly when she looked up at Draco's glaring face.

"What?" She asked innocently.

Draco opened his mouth as if to reply but just then Margaux's best friend Sinclaire rounded the corner and spotted them.

"OWW!" Draco exclaimed as he was trampled over by Sinclaire. As if he didn't exist Sinclaire started up a conversation of her own with Margaux.

"Long time no see!" The hyper-active girl exclaimed as she brushed a strand of kinky hair out of her eyes.

"Get off!" Draco cried.

"Don't interrupt," Sinclaire scolded. "So, how've you been, Margs?!" Draco tried to rise, but Sinclaire slammed her foot into the back of his head, pinning him down.

"Are you sure you aren't hurting him...?" Margaux asked warily, knowing full well how carried away Sinclaire could get when it came to being protective over her friends... And Sinclaire really didn't like Draco.

"GET OFF!" Margaux's boyfriend shouted. Just at that moment, the door to the Potions room burst open and the annoyed face of Professor Snape lowered its gaze until it came across the sight of Margaux, Draco and Sinclaire. Snape rolled his eyes and sighed.

"Sinclaire," he drawled, "how many times must I tell you it is not OK to take down boys in the hallways?" The other boys looked at Draco in sympathy knowing exactly what it felt like to been under Sinclaire's foot.

While Sinclaire and Professor Snape argued about just how many times it would take for the message to get through, and just who would be under whose foot if it didn't, Margaux went to check on Draco. She winced when she saw the bruises forming on his shoulder and temple. She was about to ask if Draco needed any help when he pushed himself up on his heels, sending Sinclaire tumbling backwards.

"Ach!" Sinclaire cried as her legs flew up in the air. And, as if nothing had happened, Draco straightened his tie and entered the classroom.

For the entire Potions class Draco refused to speak to anyone, even Margaux. He just glared at his textbook and winced every time he propped up his head on his hand; adding pressure to his already bruised temple and shoulder.

Eventually the day came to an end and Margaux was able to spend some time alone with Draco in the one place no one ever dared go— Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. Even though Myrtle had long since left the school, very few students knew and so they still stayed away from that particular part of the school.

"If you won't go to Madame Pomfrey to get those bruises looked at, I'll have to look at them myself," Margaux said, trying to keep her voice from shaking.

"I'm fine," Draco insisted, "They're just bruises."

Margaux frowned, "Draco, as your girlfriend you have to trust me. I'm not dating you so that you can push me away like everyone else." The more Margaux talked, the more she blushed, but she also started to work up some courage. "I... I really like you Draco Malfoy!" She blurted out before she could stop herself. For the next minute or so all Margaux could do was hide her tomato-red face behind her equally red hair.

And Margaux and Draco sat like this for another half hour: Margaux blushing and fidgeting under Draco's intense gaze as he tried to keep his emotions in check, like his father taught him.

During this time, Draco wondered if Margaux really meant what she had said about liking him... In all of Draco's past relationships, girls only dated him because he came from a very wealthy family. They only ever wanted 2 things: money/expensive gifts or something from the ministry through his father, Lucius Malfoy. But could it be possible that this girl sitting before him really wanted nothing more than to heal his bruises? To love and be loved? But surely no one could be so selfless...

Draco stood. "The bruises aren't that bad," he said as he walked past Margaux who was still on the floor of the bathroom. "They should heal by tomorrow." Then he left her and returned to the Slytherin common room; contemplating whether her tears were real, or if she had taken lessons from Pansy Parkinson.

...

In a stall in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom Sinclaire rolled her eyes. It's gonna take a lot more than I thought to fix these two up: Plan B, I guess...

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this first chapter! Please review and stuff.

Luv u lots!3