A/N: My friend helped me grammar check this, and it took like 3 hours cuz we kept getting distracted. (And you know what honestly you shouldn't even be checking for grammar on fanfiction, this isn't a publication I'm not getting paid for this. If I was you'd best believe I'd be posting my stupid nanowrimo, with its 70,000 words, that I'm not even half way through with the story yet. So yeah why don't you take that 12" dildo out of your ass and enjoy a story for its content rather than the grammatical errors you little shit. Alright I'm done. Sorry.) Imma post a new chapter every Friday. Please continue reading.
It was a mistake I swear. It wasn't what I meant to do. I was weak? I mean who wouldn't be? It's Draco Malfoy.
I was in the library it was late and Madame Pince had told me to stay as long as I liked. I'd had a bad day, my brother had snapped at me for not understanding what he was going through. I didn't, but he really didn't need to shut me out. I wiped at my eyes and sniffled.
"Awe, what's wrong Potter?" he asked, "things not going well in your perfect little world?"
"Go away Malfoy" I said. He didn't just pick on my brother Harry. Since I'd started school a couple years ago he started picking on me as well. I was relieved that he walked away and continued reading my history of magic book. He came back though and yanked the book from my lap and placed another book in my lap before sitting down next to me.
"You're going to turn into Granger if you keep reading this" he said sliding it away.
"What're you?" I started to ask.
He flipped to a page and pointed to a picture of a person with long hair past their shoulders... girl?... No a boy right? Smiling at the camera, "that's my dad" he said.
I couldn't help it, I snorted and started laughing, "he looks like a girl."
"Doesn't he?" he asked. He moved his finger over to another picture this one of a greasy haired boy.
"Is that Snape?" I giggled.
"He doesn't look much different does he?" he asked. I shook my head no, trying to contain my laughter. "Didn't know you could time travel" he teased, flipping a page.
"What do you mean?" I asked him as he pointed to a picture of my mother. Lily Evans it said below the picture, "it's my mother" I said.
"Is that what Snape meant when he said you looked just like her?" he asked.
In my first potions class Snape glanced at me and said, "you look just like her" he looked like he'd seen a ghost. We didn't do anything that potions class he'd excused himself. "Mmm" I confirmed, "Aunt Petunia said I looked like her too."
"You act like that's not a good thing" he said.
"I don't think it is" I explained
"Well you have something in common" he said.
"What?" I asked.
"You're both beautiful" he said. My head snapped so quickly towards him I swear my neck was going to pop. He pressed his lips to mine tilting my chin up with his hand. I didn't stop him, I reacted, pressing my lips against his in response. If I wasn't kissing him I knew he would be smirking right now.
Then the most embarrassing thing happened to me, "Elena" Harry called. I jerked back from Draco. He looked mad that we had been interrupted. I got up and grabbed my bag, and glanced back at Draco, before disappearing around the corner to find Harry. "Look I'm sorry" he said.
"It's fine Harry, really" I said.
"I was a jerk though" he said.
"You were" I agreed. We walked out of the library.
"You won't believe what happened today in D.A.D.A." he said starting one of his stories. We walked back half way to our houses and then we split up. When I got back Hufflepuff common room I went straight to bed. I wasn't thinking about Harry's weird new teacher but rather about the kiss I'd felt earlier.