"I'm in love with a Mudblood"
Chapter One: The Forgotten Item
Draco glared over at the Gryffindor table; his grey eyes set on the infamous Golden Trio, while his hand flew across the black pages of his diary.
Hermione laughed loudly and rather shrilling, touching Harry's arm and the crease deepened between the snake's brows – quill barely visible as it scribbled furiously.
'Draco,' Pansy waved a hand in front of his eyes and he let out a huff, and focused his glare on the Slytherin girl.
'Honestly!' she said exasperated, 'if you continue to stare at that know-it-all Mudblood like that, and people will get the wrong idea!'
The blonde raised an elegant eyebrow, snapped the cover of his journal shut as Pansy tried to peek at what he'd written, 'People, Pansy, or just you?' and the girl blushed.
'Not just me!'
Draco rolled his stormy eyes again, and placed the book on the table, quill on top and rested his chin in his hand, 'You don't know anything,' he breathed out heavily, because Malfoy's don't sigh.
His eyes landed on the trio again and let out another deep breath.
'Oi! Draco!' called our Blaise, rushing over with Crabbe and Goyle in toe.
'What is it?' the boy slammed his hands on the table, earning a few glares from other students, '- annoy Draco Malfoy day or something? Because if it is, I didn't receive the newsletter or otherwise, I would have made sure to be very, very far from all of you.'
Blaise just rolled his eyes and grabbed his friend's hand, 'Noooo,' he pulled the boy to his feet, 'I just want to get to Potion's early, so that we're partnered up,' and he began to pull the blonde away, who only just managed to grab his bag, knocking his journal to the floor, before they were away from the tables.
Pansy gasped, standing abruptly and stamped her foot, 'But I wanted to be Draco's partner this time!' She yelled after them.
The Slytherin's raced out of the Great Hall, Draco being pulled, could only glare at students when they passed, while Blaise pulled faces at a screaming Pansy – Gregory and Vincent stalked behind them, laughing at the display.
And the Slytherin Prince's diary was left abandoned on the Slytherin side of the room, tight, cursive letters glaring at the ever changing ceiling before a pair of tanned hands wrapped their fingers around its binding, and ghosted gently over its dragon bone face and smooth back.
'Come on, Harry!' Ron waved at him from the entrance of the Great Hall and the journal slipped into his bag.
'We're going to be late!' Hermione huffed and the Chosen One, caught up with his friends, covering his bag, so that nothing could fall out.
A/N
So I know I have other fics, and promised Rules to upload, but yeah… you lot can wait. XD
Let's read all of Draco Malfoy's dark little secrets, aye! –practices evil laugh-
Mister Jackkkk.