I sit in the window of the owl infirmary so I can watch you. Admire you. And think of you. I have loved since I lied eyes on you and I wish you knew. I think of your reaction if I told you. Would you think that I am playing a game? Would you expect me to call you a stupid mudblood? What would you do? Would you say that the feeling is mutual and fall into my arms? I doubt it. You're strong, and would not fall for me. If only I had treated you how you deserve to be treated, then maybe we could love one another.

I sit in the infirmary day after day, just to watch you. While your playing in the snow I admire your immaturity out side of class. I see you throw a snowball at Harry with a giggle. He runs to you and throws you playfully in the snowbank. I see Run tackle Harry to the ground and you dump snow on the both of them. When they get up the chase you around the court yard trying to cath up to you. I see you run back inside the castle. I can no longer watch you through this window.

It brings pain to my heart when I see you in the halls, and I can not kiss you passionatly and tell the world that I Draco Malfoy am in love with Hermione Granger. I am tired of holding this image that I hate you. I want you to love me as much as I love you. I want to kiss your soft lips and caress your perfect figure. I just want to tell you that I am in love with your intellegance, beauty, and every thing else about you. I just want you to be mine.

While in class I goggle over your attenative towards this lecture I find boring. I admire you in every way. If only you knew