So I found this story saved on my computer from a while ago. There are only a million mistakes and things I would write differently, but as of this moment I am too lazy to fix them. However, seeing as how the rest of the story has yet to be finished the following chapters should be a little better.

Disclaimer: I do not own the wonderful world of Harry Potter.

Maybe if I didn't attend a different school it'd still be the same. Maybe if I had gone to go to Hogwarts in the first place, maybe if I were prettier, slimmer, nicer. Maybe then I wouldn't have to deal with all this heartbreak.

Winter of my 7th year.

Taking a break from school was like heaven. As soon as the carriage landed at the green grass plains I jumped out with my heavy luggage. Ready to take on my summer vacation. From afar I could already see mums beautiful face and Misha's cheeky smile. Spending a whole 4 months away is just way too long. With my arms wide open I ran towards them knocking a couple of people over on my way.

"Shay honey!" mum yelled while strangling me with her hug. I felt arms around my thigh and saw Misha, my 5 year old brother hugging me with his toothy grin spread across his flushed cheeks. I held back tears as I pulled away from my mums embrace and looked her straight in the face. Her eyes were dropping a little and her wrinkles were increasing but nevertheless she was still the most beautiful women.

I looked behind her,"Wheres Draco?"

Not finding him anywhere on the plains I looked at my mum.

"Oh darling he's arriving this afternoon, Narcissa has invited us to accompany her to Kings cross." Mum took my lumpy luggage from Misha who was currently struggling with picking it up. I followed my mum to the car while my heart leaped with excitement. I hadn't seen Draco in months!

The whole afternoon I was unable to sit still for more than 2 minutes. Thoughts of Draco filled my whole mind. The stories I have to tell him, the things to do. Finally at 4:30 mum drove us to Kings Cross where Draco was headed. Last after the defeat of Voldemort, Lucius Malfoy along with my father were captured and thrown into Azkaban. None of us were more mournful than Draco who really saw a change of heart in his father. Before dad went away he made mum promise she would do everything in her power to get Draco and I married. Narcissa was given similar orders. Having been dating for two years Draco and I didn't mind. We were more than happy to comply as soon as we graduated.

But something was about to change and I was ignorant to it then.

I waited impatiently as students began to unload from the train waving halfheartedly to some family and friends. I scanned the crowd looking for a trace of golden hair. My eyes were drawn to the very front, captured by a gleam of blond locks flying with the wind. I smiled. Draco. I pushed my way through the crowd of crying parents and students to the very front. But as I neared him my breath caught in my throat.

He was as beautiful as ever. Pale blond hair flying in the wind, black robes hung casually over his broad shoulders, his lean form resting on the side of the train. His face was not facing me but I could already see the stormy gray orbs that await me. But what stood facing him was what stopped me. A girl, our age perhaps younger stood in front of him, eyes closed, arms out stretched, lips touching. I froze right where I was standing, waiting for him to push her away, to slap her, to yell at her, to do something. But minutes passed and nothing happened he only held her closer.

I spun on my heels, hands covering my eyes, they were dry. Was I the only one excited no ecstatic to finally see him again? I made my way back shoving people in my way, earning a couple of glares. I stood right behind my mum pretending to look around for Draco.

"Shay, you didn't find Draco?" Narcissa asked.

"Oh no, there were too many people." I replied avoiding her eyes.

After 5 more minutes Draco finally emerged from the crowd. Narcissa immediately attacked him with hugs and kisses. Mum and Misha embraced him next asking questions about school and life. I quietly slipped into the crowd blending in with rejoined families.

"Oh she was just here. Don't worry she's probably just shy." I heard my mum tell Draco.

I followed a huge group of red heads through the magic barrier and onto platform 9. I watched as they held each other lovingly and as the mother wiped tears from her eyes. I noticed A mess of black hair standing out from the fiery reds of the others. I looked intently at the boy. Harry Potter. I gasped I hadn't seen him since our fourth year! I had accompanied my friend Fleur to the Triwizards tournament held at Hogwarts (just to see Draco of whom I was crushing on).

I searched the sea of red and found one more odd ball. Hermione! Hermione and I were like the forbidden couple, except friends. Being a pureblood and VERY close to Voldemorts inner circle of death eaters. But during our fourth year we met millions of times in the library discussing subjects such as Potions and Ancient ruins.

"Hermione! Hermione!" I yelled as I pushed past the Weasley family.

Hermione turned at the sound of her voice her bushy hair flying all over the place. I smiled and jumped on her embracing her tightly.

"ommph" She hugged my back hesitantly.

She pulled away and stared at me, puzzled. After a few seconds she grinned and I hugged her again.

"Shay! I haven't seen you in forever, I got a new owl and she doesn't know where anything was so I was unable to write for quite a while. So how have you been? What are you doing here? Oh right Duh you're here to pick up Malfoy. He really is such a fowl person, but I suppose he has changed, but then again he was just bullying some first year on the train when we were suppose to be on patrol duty. However that first year was violating the rules by running up and down the train and...Whats wrong?" She asked noticing my face fell at the mention of Draco.

"Oh its nothing really, just a little tired." I waved off, Hermions didn't look completely convinced, but knew better than to push.

I was suddenly aware of the sets of eyes that were staring intently at me.

"Hermione, dear, who is your friend?" Said the mother Weasley gesturing towards me.

"Oh, silly me. This is Shay, she goes to school in the states." Hermione introduced. I flashed them a tiny smile, oddly conscious of their obvious gawking.

"Well a friend of Hermione's is a friend of the Weasleys." Molly beamed, and I couldn't help but grin back at the lovely woman.

I said my goodbyes, but not without a promise to have dinner at the Burrow the following week. As I made my way back to the circle of blonds I braced myself for the heartbreak I was sure to face. My neck heated up and my hands clenched into fists. I was overwhelmed with hurt and anger. Not sure which emotion to turn to. I smiled as I neared my mum, Draco saw me first and immediately returned my smile. I wondered if his was as fake as mine.

"Ah, there you are, where'd you go? Nevermind that, Draco here had missed you like crazy. Why don't you guys go to Diagon Alley for a while and come back for dinner?" Mum asked.

"Actually I'm kind of tired, I think I'll just go home and rest, but you all go ahead." I said through clenched teeth.

"Are you alright dear?" Narcissa asked concerned.

"Just tired from the trip. I'll just rest for a bit, and I'll definitely be up for dinner." I assured her.

Draco reached out to give me a hug, but I disapparated before his arms could touch my burning skin.

...

I landed with a pop on my soft cushioned bed. I screamed with my face in the pillow. Letting out all the frustration and anger I had bottled up. All that excitement I had turned in to hurt. My mind was filled with a million questions. How long had it been going on? What was her name? How did it happen? Why did it happen?

I heard a faint pop, and lifted my head slightly to see Draco standing with his back turned towards me. I quickly dropped my head and closed my eyes. I evened my breathing and pretended to be asleep. Draco walked silently towards me. I heard him kneel next to my bed. I almost leaped in surprise when I felt his fingers caress my face. I was brought back to the many times I had pretended to be asleep just so I could stay in his arms a little longer, and he would softly stroke my face. His finger traced small circles on my cheek, and the his breath tickled my expose neck, indicating he was in fact very close. I had to fight down the urge to sit up and punch him in the face. I felt him press his lips to the base of my neck where it met my shoulders and very slowly he got up. I stayed still for a few seconds and heard him shuffle his feet.

A sigh, " I'm sorry" he breathed, as if he knew I saw.

...

I woke several hours later to complete darkness. I sat up slowly and stretched out my arms, hearing my elbows pop. My mouth was dry and I was in desperate need of a shower. I swung my feet on the flush carpet and pulled back the heavy curtains to let in some sunlight. My room looked just as I had left it, clean and tidy. Pictures of Draco were tacted to my wall, his old nimbus 2001 sat the the corner, his maroon robes hung on my chair, and books he had given me over the years laid all over the room. It was silly how much of my life revolved around this boy. I felt the agony starting to boil at the pit of my stomach and decided a nice long bath would be lovely. Grabbing a towel I walked briskly into my bathroom. Stripping of my school robes I submerged myself in the hot bath. Feeling every single nerve starting to relax. The lavender aroma of the soap urged me to close my eyes and continue breathing. I bathed till my fingers resembled little raisins. Just as I got up there was a knock on my door. Quickly dressing and performing a drying spell on my hair I pulled open the door.

"Honey, dinners ready." Mum said, tugging me into my room, "Now lets find yous something nice to wear, something that'll make dear Draco's eyes pop out."

I stared at mum for a while thinking about what she said. Perhaps I could show Draco what he was missing, remind him why he loved me. However, if he didn't see it already, I doubt dressing up would make him love me now. So I stood there with the sun slowly setting outside my window, my mum rummaging through my trunk, Draco waiting downstairs, and I started to cry.

Thank you for reading! I will try to update soon.