He looks beautiful as he sleep, his breath softly tickling my neck. His raven colored hair was even messier than usual, and those beautiful green eyes of his were hidden from the world. And as I stare at him awaiting for him to awaken, I cannot help but think back upon everything.
I was still fuming as I walked down the empty corridor, as it was well curfew, wondering why that git chose that Weasley over me! I was so distracted that whom else I bump into is the said git. " Watch where you're going Potter," I sneered at him " What are you doing out here past curfew?" He looked at me and like the first time I was mesmerized by those strikingly green eyes. He didn't respond, but I could tell he was nervous, it shone on his eyes. "Sorry," he murmured "I was looking for you." He averted his eyes "Why me?" He was quite for a few moments, and I was begging to get annoyed, I didn't want to be in his presences anymore. "If you do not tell me than I shall leave now." I brushed past him but didn't get far as he grabbed hold of my arm "Potter let go of me!" I tried to tug my arm away but he held steed fast "Please...wait'" he said lowly. I stopped struggling "Why?" He slowly let his arms drop. Looking at the ground he said "I wanted to see if your offer still stood." I knew it to be un-malfoyish but my mouth was a gape and shock was etched into my features. I schooled my features back to normal with an ever present smirk "So did you get tired of the weasel already?" His head snapped up and his eyes meet mine "No its just... I don't believe what people tell me about you and...I wanna find out for myself you know." I stood there for a moment as if deciding "Only if you're willing to take it," I said sticking out my hand, and his eyes immediately lit up. But instead of shaking my hand he hugged me, talk about being in shock, he pulled back smiling brilliantly and took a hold of my frozen hand. "I shall gladly take it."