Hello! This is my first HP FanFic. It's a very subtle Dramione implied. I hope you enjoy, I certainly did! Would love if you guys reviewed and let me know if anything is amiss.
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The Way You Make Me Feel
Where's the passion? Where's the fire, the heat, the spark that initiates the burning desire deep within my core? It presents itself right between you and I when we are in our element: Hating each other. The electricity surrounds us by the mere intensity of our feelings mixed with magic abilities that run through our veins as we hurl one insult after the other...it makes the passion with which we hate each other tangible. Your silver orbs ooze hatred as your lips curl in your trademark snarl while you yell
" I RATHER DIE THAN ASSOCIATE MYSELF WITH YOUR DISGUSTING MUDBLOOD SELF! "
in the most repulsed manner you could muster taking a step back to emphasize your point. The insult doesn't faze me...you have said it one too many times for it to hurt...at least it didn't hurt so bad. I roll my eyes at you exasperated at your lack of originality, taking a step forward I growled to you dangerously, my eyes shooting daggers that surely would have killed a lesser man
" I may be a mudblood, Malfoy - "
I said, a grimace on my face letting you know the distaste your name produced when it rolled off my tongue
" - but I belong here a thousand times more than you will ever do. I helped protect everything you adore about the wizarding world while you and your crazy family tried to destroy it! "
I said stepping closer, my index finger stabbing you in the chest accusingly
" I helped bring down the one wizard that made everyone's life, including YOURS, a living hell while you were too afraid to stand up to him! "
Another hard stab with my finger, a groan escaping your lips. Stepping back, your back gets closer to the corridor's wall, the audience that had gathered standing in complete silence as we argued.
" I helped everyone I could , magical or muggle, human or not, not caring what their social status were or how much money they had in their pockets while YOU prance around making everyone feel like shit and as if they aren't worth the air they breath..."
By now my voice had lowered but it held the same furious intensity as before. I stepped closer, letting you see the inner fire that your very presence ingnites, dance in my eyes as I said
" Now, ask yourself this: Will the wizarding world really forgive and forget all the damage you've caused? Will they really respect you for who you are or for whom you have pretended to be all your life? "
I start retreating surprised you hadn't pushed me away -you wouldn't touch a mudblood either way- and I could see my words hit you with realization for a few seconds before your eyes narrowed dangerously on me
" Think of all you've done, you pathetic excuse for a human being and ask yourself..."
I paused for a dramatic effect...I could feel everyone holding their breath, even Malfoy, waiting for what I was going to say next. I mimicked your condescending smirk as I finished my question
"...do you really belong?"
Those four words held so much venom I surprised myself. I could be quite the serpent when I wanted to be. The sense of triumph invaded me when all you could do was wish my death with your eyes and furious trembling frame. I had won. I winked at you as I turned on my heel, the students parting to let me pass as I walked to the Heads common room. I loved feeling the way you make me feel.
" Today's over...I'll hate you tomorrow all over again. " I said to myself as I entered, the portrait closing behind me.