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~~~~~~~~~~Chapter One- Enemies? (Harry's POV)
As I stood there in an empty classroom at midnight, I couldn't help but think that he stood me up, that this was just another ploy to get me a detention for being out of my dorm so late.
As soon as it became obvious that he he wasn't going to come I started to walk towards the door. I stopped when I saw the handle start twisting slightly. The door opened and in walked Draco Malfoy, one of the four people I hate most. Once inside, he just stared at me for a second.
"I didn't think you'd show up," he states ever so bluntly.
"Same here. In fact, I was just about to leave. So, if you don't mind, I would like to know why I am here, Malfoy." My voice is so full of hate I even shocked myself a bit.
For a moment he looked put-off, but quickly recovered. "You are the reason my life is a living hell. I think it is about time I settled the score. Don't you agree, Potter?" His icy-silver eyes, if possible, grew colder.
I gave him a lasting glare before regaining my composure. "And how do you plan on doing that, Daddy's Boy?"
His eyes burned with fury as he lunged at me head first, knocking me to the cold stone floor.
We were rolling on the ground punching, kneeing, kicking, even biting occasionally. I landed a good punch to his mouth, causing him to bite down on his lip and bleed down his chin. In return, he kneed me in the stomach. The blow was extremely agonizing. It left me gasping for breath. He looked down at me and smirked.
"It hurts me to see that this is our savior. A sixteen year old boy who can't withstand a little pain. You really are pathetic, Potter. Maybe loosing your convict of a godfather didn't toughen you up like I thought it would."
After a comment like that I felt obligated to pound his face into the ground.. I jumped and landed on top of him. Fists were thrown. He scratched me cheek leaving horizontal trails of blood.
Luckily, I seemed to be tiring him out with my punches of pure anger. Though, after a while, I tired too.
We both lay on our back, chests heaving rapidly. Blood gushed from places we weren't even aware that we got hit. Through the tiredness, all the anger had left me.
My head turned to look at Malfoy only to find him staring at me.
"Why are you staring at me? I can only imagine how sexy I look covered in blood," I said in between my struggles for air.
"You wish Potter." He rose to his feet, cringing the entire time. "I'm sexier."
I sat there and thought carefully about what he had just said. "Did you you just imply in some way that I was sexy."
"Of course not, Potter. You are one of the ugliest guys in the school. Hell, Longbottom is sexier than you," he said coldly, but he was slightly blushing.
"Malfoy, you're blushing," I laughed.
"I am not!" he screamed getting redder.
"Is there something you wish to tell me, Malfoy?" I was laughing so hard it hurt.
Malfoy growled. "Bloody hell," he sighed. He limped towards where I was sitting on the floor and kneeled in front of me. He took my face in his hands and looked into my eyes as if searching for a much needed answer.
I closed my eyes, unable to look at his perfect silver eyes any longer. It was then that I felt his lips descend upon mine. At first I was too shocked to do anything, but soon became just a eager as him. My tongue brushed against his bottom lip begging for entrance. He cautiously parted his lips. Our tongue collided, exploring the unknown territory. Unlike the rough kiss I had expected, this was gentle and caring. It was the kind of kiss most people only dreamed about. I felt like I could fly. A moan escaped me and he held me closer with his arms now around my waist. Eventually, needing to breathe, we pulled apart.
Once separated from his soft skin I opened my eyes just in time to see the moonlight shining through the windows directly onto Malfoy, giving him a god-like glow.
From that moment on I knew that he was mine. My Slytherin God.
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A/N: As some of you may have realized, this has an amazing resemblance to The God Looked My Way. That's because It is the same story, except I have tweaked it to make it better. The original was lacking so I decided to re-do it. I hope you like it. Please review and tell me what you think.
~~~~~~~~~~Chapter One- Enemies? (Harry's POV)
As I stood there in an empty classroom at midnight, I couldn't help but think that he stood me up, that this was just another ploy to get me a detention for being out of my dorm so late.
As soon as it became obvious that he he wasn't going to come I started to walk towards the door. I stopped when I saw the handle start twisting slightly. The door opened and in walked Draco Malfoy, one of the four people I hate most. Once inside, he just stared at me for a second.
"I didn't think you'd show up," he states ever so bluntly.
"Same here. In fact, I was just about to leave. So, if you don't mind, I would like to know why I am here, Malfoy." My voice is so full of hate I even shocked myself a bit.
For a moment he looked put-off, but quickly recovered. "You are the reason my life is a living hell. I think it is about time I settled the score. Don't you agree, Potter?" His icy-silver eyes, if possible, grew colder.
I gave him a lasting glare before regaining my composure. "And how do you plan on doing that, Daddy's Boy?"
His eyes burned with fury as he lunged at me head first, knocking me to the cold stone floor.
We were rolling on the ground punching, kneeing, kicking, even biting occasionally. I landed a good punch to his mouth, causing him to bite down on his lip and bleed down his chin. In return, he kneed me in the stomach. The blow was extremely agonizing. It left me gasping for breath. He looked down at me and smirked.
"It hurts me to see that this is our savior. A sixteen year old boy who can't withstand a little pain. You really are pathetic, Potter. Maybe loosing your convict of a godfather didn't toughen you up like I thought it would."
After a comment like that I felt obligated to pound his face into the ground.. I jumped and landed on top of him. Fists were thrown. He scratched me cheek leaving horizontal trails of blood.
Luckily, I seemed to be tiring him out with my punches of pure anger. Though, after a while, I tired too.
We both lay on our back, chests heaving rapidly. Blood gushed from places we weren't even aware that we got hit. Through the tiredness, all the anger had left me.
My head turned to look at Malfoy only to find him staring at me.
"Why are you staring at me? I can only imagine how sexy I look covered in blood," I said in between my struggles for air.
"You wish Potter." He rose to his feet, cringing the entire time. "I'm sexier."
I sat there and thought carefully about what he had just said. "Did you you just imply in some way that I was sexy."
"Of course not, Potter. You are one of the ugliest guys in the school. Hell, Longbottom is sexier than you," he said coldly, but he was slightly blushing.
"Malfoy, you're blushing," I laughed.
"I am not!" he screamed getting redder.
"Is there something you wish to tell me, Malfoy?" I was laughing so hard it hurt.
Malfoy growled. "Bloody hell," he sighed. He limped towards where I was sitting on the floor and kneeled in front of me. He took my face in his hands and looked into my eyes as if searching for a much needed answer.
I closed my eyes, unable to look at his perfect silver eyes any longer. It was then that I felt his lips descend upon mine. At first I was too shocked to do anything, but soon became just a eager as him. My tongue brushed against his bottom lip begging for entrance. He cautiously parted his lips. Our tongue collided, exploring the unknown territory. Unlike the rough kiss I had expected, this was gentle and caring. It was the kind of kiss most people only dreamed about. I felt like I could fly. A moan escaped me and he held me closer with his arms now around my waist. Eventually, needing to breathe, we pulled apart.
Once separated from his soft skin I opened my eyes just in time to see the moonlight shining through the windows directly onto Malfoy, giving him a god-like glow.
From that moment on I knew that he was mine. My Slytherin God.
~~~~~~~~~
A/N: As some of you may have realized, this has an amazing resemblance to The God Looked My Way. That's because It is the same story, except I have tweaked it to make it better. The original was lacking so I decided to re-do it. I hope you like it. Please review and tell me what you think.