Unrequited Love



*This is a fic about Draco wanting somebody he couldn't have in his sixth year...he's a prefect and so is Harry, Hermione, and Ginny. Cho Chang is Head Girl, and Fred and George work for Bertie Botts (they make up new flavours for beans) :)*





Draco sat at the edge of his bed, his mind spinning.

What the bleeding hell is wrong with me?

How in the world can I be in love with her?

She the sweetest thing on earth......

But I'm evil.

At least, I think I am.

I hope I am?

But how can I be?

How can evil, soulless beings be in love?

But she's so perfect..from her big innocent eyes to her pale porcelain skin....She was a vision of beauty. She was the sweetest, most vulnerable creature to walk the earth, and he loved her.

He sighed.

Well, it's not as though I'd ever have a chance anyways...

She was too good to have anything to do with him.

She had never even noticed his presence until he mocked Potter in front of her.

Potter.

Holier than thou Potter...never made mistakes...risked his life many times for his friends...defeated the Dark Lord so many times...

And she loved him.

Draco and Harry were so totally different.

Their main differences were obvious, but one was one that made Draco so frequently angry and frustrated that he was the one who noticed her.

He noticed her beauty, her innocence, her.

Potter barely acknowledged that she existed.

Just Ron's little sister.

Just a friend.

Draco felt his heart ache for her, and hated it.

He hated Potter, he hated Hogwarts, and he hated these feelings that he had for a younger girl that was so different from he that would never return the love that he wanted so badly to give her.

I could change her world, he thought angrily as he grabbed a frame from his bedside table.

It was hardly a good picture, of he and Pansy dancing at the Yule Ball the year before, but she was dancing right behind them.

Draco longed for that time, when all he had to worry about was keeping Pansy at least a few centimetres away from him, and when he didn't notice that flaming red hair, those pouty lips, and those emerald eyes.

If he only had a chance....

But he didn't.

Draco knew it.

But he just couldn't help it.

He couldn't let go.

He slammed the frame back onto his dresser, and stalked downstairs and out the common room door.

He made his way to the Prefect's bathroom, trying to contain his anger.

He walked inside, sat on a stool that lined the bathtub, and thought for a while.

He undressed, and filled the tub with water.

He was soon soaking in the warm water, eyes closed.

What's there to live for? Can anyone tell me that?

Just as he was about to dip his head underwater, he heard crying from the corridor that was right beside the Prefect Bathroom.

Draco felt his heart pound as he remembered something.

He hadn't locked the door.

Just as he was about to get out and lock it, it opened.

There she stood.

She didn't notice him at first, but when she did, she nearly screamed.

"Oh! Oh, my god! I'm so sorry!" she yelped as she opened the door and scrambled out of it.

Draco couldn't catch his breath.

She. Had. Just. Seen. Him. In. Nothing!

Draco quickly got out of the tub and wrapped a black towel around his waist.

Then he opened the door a crack to see if she was still there.

She was sitting outside the doorway, her red face in her hands.

"Ohhh, I am so sorry...the door wasn't locked and....I....sorry." she said smally.

He, surprisingly to both of them, smiled.

"It's ok. Don't worry about it. Do you need the washroom?"

She didn't speak.

It seemed as though she had just realized that all he was wearing was a towel.

"Ginny?" he pressed, smiling.

Her head shot up, and the embarrassed look crossed her face again

"No...no, I don't need to...I just....needed a place to go, that's all. I'm really sorry." she said sincerely.

Draco shrugged.

"What do you need to hide from?" he asked gently.

She inched closer to him.

"I just needed to get away from everything...." she said unconvincingly.

Draco's eyebrows shot up in a quizzical motion.

"Well...I saw Harry and Cho Chang kissing in the next corridor over...I guess it surprised me...I don't know why..." she said, not looking at him.

Then she seemed to realize what she had just said, and blushed.

"Do you want to talk to me about it? I have two ears and two shoulders." he smirked, but not meanly. Just in laughter as well as concern.

Ginny eyed him for a moment, before nodding.

Then her eyes wandered back to the towel.

Draco laughed.

"Should I go get changed?"

Ginny nodded, and laughed, "If you want."

He smiled back at her, and watched her as he went back into the bathroom to get changed.

Once he closed the door, he leaned up against it, grinning like a maniac, and ran his fingers though his blond hair. His grey eyes glimmered with hope and desire.

This was going to be an interesting night.