She stepped out of the bookshop

Cold grey eyes watching her

He had the urge to walk up to her

But he was a Malfoy

Malfoys don't go up to Mudbloods

Malfoys don't express their feelings for Mudbloods

Mudblood, the word felt wrong for her

She was the cleverest witch he had ever known

Knowing so many spells

Counter-cures that he himself did not know

If only she was a pureblood

Maybe Lucius would have accepted her

Maybe he would have accepted her openly

But she wasn't

She bloody wasn't

He stood up from his seat

Starting his daily routine of trailing her

Clever as she was

She never noticed him there

Had had fallen for her during their last year in school

Both of them were the Heads

He had fallen in love with her hair

The way she had combed it down to become wavy

He had fallen in love with her sharp wits

How she always knew how to contradict him

How she was the only one who had the guts to stand up to him

He had always loved her inwardly

She had taught him the value of live

She had taught him how to love

She had taught him to treasure everything around him

She had taught him many things

Things that he had failed to learn

But he knew

Oh, how he knew

He knew what Lucius would do if her ever found out

Found out that he had fallen in love

Fallen for the one thing he was taught to despise

If he ever found out

She would disappear one day

Even precious Potter would not be able to find her

She turned into a corner

He wanted to run up to her

Kiss her like there was no tomorrow

But Malfoys don't express their feelings for everyone to see

Malfoys don't fall for Mudbloods

Malfoys don't

Malfoys don't

Draco Malfoy stopped walking as Hermione Granger walked into her office building. He looked at her, sorrow in his eyes. He knew that they could never be. Besides, she was already Potter's girlfriend.

Draco closed his eyes; he was leaving the country the next day, never coming back. He knew that this was the last day that he would be able to see her.

Draco hoped that Potter was able to take care of Hermione, love her and care for her, something that he himself was never given the chance to.

Draco stood there, people just rushing past him. He felt a tear escape his eyes, "Goodbye Hermione, goodbye my love."

How was it? I wrote this when I was supposed to be sleeping. I dunno why but everytime I am supposed to be asleep, I start thinking about other fics that I can write. Weird. No wonder during the day I start yawning. XD..

Hoped you people liked it!

Love,

Amber