The Beginning
Blaire Raven couldn't help it. At 13 she was falling very hard for someone. And she didn't like it one bit. She would have cared if it was a Hufflepuff or Gryffindor. Or even a Ravenclaw. But no it was a Slytherin. And not just any Slytherin... It was Draco Malfoy. Blaire sighed. She couldn't believe her heart. She had a crush- a very obvious one at that- on her best friends' rival. Blaire turned down a corridor. She took to roaming the halls at night to clear her head to sleep. Thanks to the Weasley twins she gotten very good at being sneaky... Well maybe too good. As someone tall and strong smashed right into her.
"Hey, what don't you-" a hand covered her mouth.
"I'd shut up if I were you. And you should follow me if you don't want any trouble." She knew that voice...
"Yes because sneaking around with you, Malfoy won't cause any trouble." She could see his silver eyes glaring at her.
"I said shut up. Now follow me." He took her hand a started running. He ran down the corridor and turned. A few more paces and he was throwing her into a broom closet.
"Why?"
"Flich was coming."
"You just saved me."
"Well, yeah."
"But I'm a Gryffindor. And a friend of Harry's."
"And smart. And funny. And athletic. And really pretty." Draco had his ear to the door. He was oblivious to what he just said. "Probably the prettiest girl I've ever seen."
"You think I'm pretty?" Blaire's voice cracked slightly. Gee, thanks Gryffindor courage.
"I never-"
"You just did."
"Oh..." Draco's face was red. Bright red.
"I should have you know that care deeply about this boy."
"Oh..." Draco's eyes darkened. Blaire loved seeing his emotions through those expressive eyes. Nothing could be hidden.
"Though it's not whom most would think. He's not Ron or Harry."
"Oh?" Draco's voice and eyes perked up. Blaire smiled to herself. THen his eyes darkened again quickly, "He's probaly a Gryffindor." He mumbled.
"He's not even a Gryffindor."
"Oh?"
"He happened to be in your house. I believe you know him. He's tall. Blonde. Gorgeous. his smirk just makes me melt. Plays on the Quidditch team. Name means dragon."
"Oh!" Draco's face brighten at the realization. He smiled at her. Smiled! A real and loving smile.
"Is that all you can say?" Draco pulled her closer. Though they were in a broom closet. Not like it was spacious. He tucked a curl behind Blaire's ear and kissed her. Very slowly, very deeply. "Oh..."
"Now, who can only say one syllable?" He gave her his signature smirk.
She curled into his arms. For once Blaire wasn't going to have issues sleeping. Though how would she tell Harry?