I Hate…
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I hated you from the first moment I laid eyes on you,
I hated the way your eyes flashed when you became angry with me,
I hated your knowing smile,
I hated your thick brown hair,
I hated that you always raised your hand in class for every question,
I hated that you were always right,
I hated the way you wore your uniform; so perfect,
I hated the way you walked,
I hated the way you talked,
I hated everything about you.
The pen lifted from the paper, paused briefly the pale hand shaking, then dipping continued.
I hate your eyes,
I hate your smile,
I hate your hair,
I hate your walk,
I hate your voice,
I hate your mind,
I hate your laughter,
I hate your perfect hands,
I hate your perfect legs,
I hate your perfect lips,
I hate your perfect everything.
Draco set down his quill and stared at the piece of paper thoughtfully. For a long time he was silent, then he scoffed and crumpling the piece of paper, he threw it into the fire. Then looking out the window his eyes fell on Hermione, dancing in the light rain.
"She could never accept me." He sighed reaching over, pulling the curtains shut.
I hate falling in love…
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Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter… If I did, Fred wouldn't die T-T