One more warning this is slash, which means it, involves homosexuals. Got it. Good. Don't like it, then what are you doing here. But if you do enjoy it please continue.
Never meant to fall in love
We never mean for things to go as far as they do. And we never mean to get so close and share the things we do. And we don't mean to fall in love… but we do.
I never meant for things to go as far as they did. I never meant to fall in love. I never meant to get so close.But I did. I fell in love with what seemed
to be an untouchable person. I fell in love with someone who never showed their emotions. I fell in love with an angel. Someone so beautiful, yet
someone not wholly innocent. My angel has seen things that no sane human being should see. He has had more abuse dealt to him than a person
should. He has had no one to help pick himself up when he falls. He has had no one to comfort him when it felt like the world was out to get
him. In spite of all this my beloved has been strong. Even though he has been strong I could see the cracks, the slips in his act. I saw how much pain
he was in. I saw the emotionless eyes stare back at me and I felt a strong pang run through my heart. That was when my feelings for him changed. I
always felt a strong magnetism toward him, but at that very moment I felt something different. An incoherent need to be with him as much as
possible. A need to see who he really was, a need to break that wall of ice he surrounded himself with. I wanted to get under his skin, to make him
feel again. So I started bit by bit, I started to chip at that wall of ice until one day it broke. I at first propositioned him with a deal, a contract. I at
first thought what I felt for him was lust, but as time went on and we continued with our little affair, I cleared my head and saw that feeling was love
lust. I loved him so much, that I lusted after him daily. I could never get enough of him. Always coming back for more, I wanted to see him smile.
Every once in a while I would see a small tiny smile that would occasionally light up his eyes but they were never directed at me. Just once I wanted
to see that gorgeous, delicate face light up in a breath takingly beautiful smile, and have the reason why he did so be on my shoulders. I wanted him
to smile at me, because of me. So I started to hatch my plan, getting Draco Malfoy to smile.
A/n: You've made it to the bottom. Thank you for taking time to read my prologue. Hopefully I'll have this done by the end of this week. This won't be a long story, about 3 or 4 chapters at the most. So till then. Oh yea, not my characters. Just borrowing them.