You're beautiful, you know that? Of course you do. You probably get told all the time. I'd love to tell you how beautiful you really are but I don't think I could bear the looks you'd give me. You'd probably laugh and think I'm joking. Well, I'm not.

I'm jealous of your friends, you know that? They can touch you, embrace you, run their fingers over your silky skin and laugh with you. Be with you. You're all laughing now and I watch, furious with envy but unable to look away.

You throw your head back and I imagine trailing my lips along your neck. The thought is enough to make me shiver.

The Mudblood says something with a warning expression on her stupid face and you try to calm down. Your hair is a complete mess as usual. I'd love to mess it up even more.

You throw an amused glance our way, a few low chuckles escaping your lips and our eyes lock.

My breath catches in my throat and your happy smile quickly fades. I don't blink; I can't stop staring into those green pools. People shouldn't be allowed to have eyes as mesmerizing as yours. I start to drown in them again and the world around me begins to melt away.

Then, as quickly as you had looked over, you turn away and reply to something the Weasel's said, your radiant smile returning.

Under the table, my grip on my chair relaxes and my breathing returns to normal. I hate how you do this to me.

Suddenly, Blaise sinks his elbow into my side and I reluctantly tear my eyes away from you as the world swims back into place. "Draco." He hisses annoyedly, and I realize the entire Slytherin table is watching me expectantly.

"What?" I say coldly, hoping no one notices the blush I can feel spreading over my cheeks. The tone of my voice is enough to stop their gawking and they go back to eating their breakfast, talking enthusiastically about an upcoming Quidditch match. I poke at my breakfast moodily and sneak another glance at you. You take a long sip of your juice, tilting your head back, and I smile a little. God you're beautiful.

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So how was it for my first fic? I'll forgive you if you say it's stupid. Sorry if Draco was a little OOC.

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