I love Draco Malfoy.
Gosh I can't believe I said… erm… wrote those words. I would NEVER say them. Never ever ever. You couldn't get me to confess if you were threatening me with 'Avada Kedavera'. But I wrote them here.
Why?
Because I had to get it out somehow. Gosh those four words mean a lot.
He is so good looking HOT! And I bet he's really sweet and sensitive inside…
But of course he wouldn't love me. He only knows me as the 'filthy mudblood' in Potters gang. Oh how I wish he could just get to know me… and I him…
He walked passed me in the hall today. I felt his robes brush against me and I held my breath.
I hate it when I'm forced to insult him. I'm actually running out of insults for him in my store of supply. They are replaced with sighs and thoughts of a different world. A world far from reality.
I'd die if my feelings came into light. He would definitely be sure to never let me forget it.
So my life goes on. Hiding secret feelings for Draco Malfoy while I am sure that Ron has a thing for me . *sigh*
Such is life.
Hermione G.