As I stare into his beautiful eyes I can't help but think how wrong this is. Am I betraying my two best friends? Am I betraying myself by even being near him? The one thing I am certain of is the way I feel about him. I should resent him, be revolted by him but I'm not because he…he is just so intoxicating. I love everything about him: His slick back, blond hair, those sharp, grey eyes, his arrogance…oh how I could go on forever. Every aspect of him is perfect much like an angel. ''Hermione, did you hear me?'' he looks at me quizzically, ''Oh, sorry I was just uh…'' I stutter sheepishly, cringing that I got caught ogling him. ''Distracted by my dazzling good looks, eh?'' he chuckles at my bright red cheeks ''Don't worry, you can look at me, you know? I am yours as you are mine''. He looks at me with that small, shy smile and quickly leans forward to peck a small kiss on my lips. Just this small act is enough to flutter my heart and send a wave of butterflies shooting through my stomach. I love the way he affects me. I look up at him and realize his cheeks now match my own. Is it bad that I love how he can get so nervous around me? In fact, is it bad that I think I may actually be in love with him? I turn my head and look at him lying in the grass with his eyes shut. He's so beautiful. I crave him every single second of every hour of every day which of course could only mean one thing, I am hopelessly in love with Draco Malfoy.