What Does Draco Think?
True love, huh? Well I've never heard of it, until I met the beautiful Hermione.
At first, she was a mudblood, but of course I have been brought up that away.
My father always told me that everyone who was born in a muggle family, was a mudblood.
They ruined the whole wizarding world.
Seriously! Not very fair, huh?
Ever since I saw her in battle, I knew mudbloods could be as good wizards as purebloods, maybe even better!
Her messy brown hair, and her big brown eyes, so beautiful.
Ahhh.
Nothing like it.
Every time I meet her, she just seems to radiate happiness.
She's with the Weasel right now, seriously. I don't see what's in him. Nothing handsome about him.
He's childish, and has a bright head full of red hair. I mean, who would like that? Imagine waking up one day, and finding a head full of red hair right in front of you! *Shudder*
I never realized that true love felt so nice. It feels like honey, cream, and everything nice. I just wished she loved me back. I must get her, for myself!