Accidentally In Love
Disclaimer: I don't feel like I have a need to write a disclaimer in each chapter, so I will say this once. Harry Potter is not mine. I wish it was. But its not. All characters belong to J.K. Rowling. Crystal?
Prologue
I don't know when I started to fall in love with Malfoy. It didn't happen in a day. Not a week either. It was gradual, pieces that fell in their places slowly. Each piece, day by day.
It's a scary thing, if you think about it. Love, I mean. It blows your mind away to think that--by loving someone--you're giving that person power. Power over you. They gain control over you. Your emotions are now theirs. I guess that's why its scary, you know, to give someone your heart. They can make you vulnerable. They can crush you.
I guess that's why I was always so skeptical of this whole concept of love. Frankly, I didn't give a rat's ass about it. My parents divorced when I was younger. The divorce wasn't messy or anything. It was a clean-cut separation finished with signed papers. My mom got custody of me, and I got to see my dad on holidays. However, in the time that they were together, I didn't recognize any of this love stuff. Mostly, they kept out of each other's way and talked when necessary. They never held hands or hugged, much less kiss each other. I've never heard them use affectionate tones towards each other. My mum and dad were basically two strangers living together.
So naturally, I didn't understand what love was--that is, until Hogwarts. In all the years I've spent at Hogwarts, I came to conclusion on this: nothing comes out of love except pain and suffering. I should know, because I've analyzed nearly all the relationships in the Gryffindor house. In that, I've came to conclude that there are three stages in a romantic relationship: first, ecstasy; second, contentment; third, heartache. For example, a boy asks girl out. Girl says yes. Girl and boy are floating on cloud nine. Further on, initial ecstasy wears off, and they both become used to each other. Then, girl or boy do something to betray each other and break up-- thus heartache.
Sometimes there are cases where the two people in the relationship just get sick of each other. I think that's what happened with my parents.
I had a brief fling with Viktor Krum. Actually, I don't know if you can call it a fling. Nothing ever happened. I think we just enjoyed each other's company. I also partially felt sympathetic towards him, because he had no friends. And he had those pesky fan-girls chasing him around all the time. But people tend to talk when they notice you spending a lot of time with another person of the opposite sex. However, Viktor and I know that we're nothing more than friends.
So I guess that just means I've never had a relationship before Malfoy. I don't think I've even tried to have one before. I wasn't interested in giving someone my heart just so he can shred it to pieces. But I didn't plan to give Malfoy my heart.
It just kinda happened.