God Dammit! I hate Astronomy! I could be doing so many other things with my spare time. "Like?" questioned the little voice inside my head. Oh yes, I remember now. Harry and Ron aren't talking to me again. I still don't get what the big deal is. They never stop fighting and the one time that I try to point this out to them I get yelled at for it. What is their problem? Urgh!
Screw this! I can't be fucked with all this anymore. The only reason why I study so much is so that I'll beat Malfoy. He is so irritating. I still don't see what his problem is. I mean fair enough, I'm a muggle-born and everything. But, it's not like I have a disease. Maybe he'll come 'round. Geez, I must be more deluded than I thought. Draco Malfoy? Famous Muggle hater? Come around enough to think that I deserve a second thought or any consideration at all? Pfft! As if! Although there were those few times that he had come to my defence. Although those times were always backed up by a comment that proved just how much he must hate me.
After stashing my books in a pile that doesn't even resemble neatness I walked down the stairs into the Common Room to find Ron pashing Lavender. Jesus, can't they get a bloody room?
So much for being in love for me. When I dated Ron a couple of months ago I'd broken up with him because I couldn't handle keeping it all a secret. I mean if he really wanted to be with me would he have wanted to keep it secret? I think not! Then, when I broke up with him he actually started crying! I never thought I would see that side of Ron. But oh well, everyone has their weak side, right?
I found myself at the edge of the Lake. It's only eight-thirty so I know I won't get into any trouble but it's late enough for everyone to be inside. Either hanging with their friends or getting it on with someone that won't even remember their name come tomorrow morning.
A soft voice suddenly interrupts my thoughts. Someone is singing. Hmms.. So I guess I'm not the only one who's having a rough night. The voice is so soft, yet manly. It rings with notes of depression, hope, love betrayed.
"Oh what have I done?
Why does my world revolve around those I cannot have?
Why is it her name that never ceases to demand,
What I cannot escape,
Hermoine, I love you like I-"
"Draco?" I try to speak but I can barely even hear my own voice. Nevertheless he stops singing. A couple of seconds ago his eyes had been shining in the moonlight. Now they sparkled with shock, even fear.
Swallowing what ever it was that was in my mouth I stand up and come out of the small alcove of bushes I had been sitting in. "Hermoine!" Came his strangled whisper, "I was just joking, just wanted to know what you would say. Of course I knew it was you there. As if I would ever fall in love with a Mu- with you." Came the words that I had expected to hear but something betrayed his feelings. Whether it was the look in his eyes or the way his voice couldn't find that familiar jeering tone that I had grown accustomed to.
"Shh," I placed one finger on his lips. He kissed it with a look in his eyes that both excited me and in a moment I was lost. Lost in those beautiful eyes. I had never known he felt like this.