This is the prologue, just kind of a little... taster. Not sure if this is going to live, but I do have some of chapter one done. I like to see if something is going to survive outwardly before I start giving it life :)
PS: If this does get off the ground, I'll probably be posting details if people are confused.
"You'll do well not to cross me, Malfoy, should I decide to smite you as you stand just to watch the blood drain from your body and stain the ground you stand on now."
Her boots clicked as the turned heel and walked away, hips swaying with her gait and a scream of purpose in every step. A truly powerful creature, that picture, and was ingrained in my mind. I could still smell her perfume, something warm and light and inviting, but with a deadly hidden promise, and I watched her as she went. Even after she was out of sight, around a corner, I still stared.
I must have really pissed her off this time.
A moment later, and I was slowly walking back in the direction I was headed originally, toward the potions classroom.
She truly was a creature to be reconciled with. Fierce, fiery, bittersweet. The apple of anyone and everyone's eye, but without a clue as of it. She'd figure it out sooner or later, but for now she was content to play with her friends and act oblivious.
She will be mine, I guarantee it..! It ran through my head like a mantra as I continued on my way.
Yes, she would be mine and mine alone.
Potter would be mine, and mine alone.