It all started with the girl. Oh man the girl. What was it that made her so irresistible? Was it her dirt blonde hair? Or was it her deep brown eyes that seemed to see right through me? I'm Draco Malfoy and I'm hopelessly in love. I look over at her with hopeless longing. She glances at me with a warm smile. "April" I whisper to myself. She suddenly gets up from the Slytherin table. I stare at her empty seat, hoping she'll come back. I feel a gentle tap on my shoulder. I quickly turn around to see who it was. April. "Come with me." she tells me , her voice like silk. I follow her into a deserted corridor. We sit down in front of a large window. The moon is full and it illuminates her eyes giving them a warm amber glow. "I've been thinking-" I start. I'm cut off by her soft lips upon mine. We keep kissing for what feels like forever. But I don't want to stop. I have the girl of my dreams, I'm thinking. She finally breaks the kiss. My mind is racing. Is this reality, or am I just dreaming?
A/N : This is a short story that I wrote for a literary magazine at my library. Hope you liked it :) plz R&R