Hey thought I should write a harry potter fanfiction because I love it so much I have a whole story planned out so review, follow whatever if you want more XD
End of 5th year at Hogwarts
Draco paced his dorm room. His mind in tangles. Head aching from unanswered questions.
Why her of all people did he have notice,why her of all people did he fall for.
His body angrily propelled its way to his four poster, emerald covered bed falling heavily face first into his pillow in defeat.
"All she did was cry Malfoy and you broke"He screamed into his pillow muffling his rage turning it into a pathetic plead for his sanity.
Why now, he had seen her cry before, sometimes because of him. Never had he felt the pain he did when he saw the salt tears fall from her chocolate brown eyes.
His body sank further into his mattress. His breathing shallow as he tried in vain to steady his emotions.
Images of her angel like features flashed before him.
He couldn't pinpoint the moment he had started liking her but he knew for sure he hadn't planned it.
Since the start of the year he noticed something different about her. She seemed more mature, and if he could admit it to himself, womanly. Meaning curves and very pronounced bumps.
He closed his eyes and imagined a world where him and the girl of his dreams were together
Holding hands in the great hall. Her reaction to him winning a Quidditch match. His reaction to her getting the highest marks in the class,which was near enough all the time,but every time it happened her pink lips opened relieving the proudest grin he had ever seen. He used to get annoyed with her pride, but now he relished her happiness, trying to contain his own.
He turned his tired body around to face the sterile white ceiling of the dorm room.
How could he deny his feelings any longer. His heart hammered every time he saw her. His eyes involuntarily fluttering closed when he caught her scent in the hallway.
His hope of her was lost in his own stupidity,when he had been convinced by the other Sytherin's in his year to join " Umbridge's Army" as they called it. To Draco it felt more like being a puppet than a soldier.
He remembered her face when Crab had caught her arm and dragged her to Umbridge's office.
Eyes wide,unblinking,solid showing no emotion.
Draco had watched her enough this year to realize she could shield away her emotions to let them burst when she thought she was alone. Truth being he had followed her every time he saw the shield to check she was ok, hiding in the shadows to prevent the Gryffindor from seeing him.
Her eyes clouded over in Umbridge's office. Face brave and strong.
A true Gryffindor.
But when harry was pulled into the room her face dropped, eyes a little less clouded more misty with angered, strained tears.
Potter's attempt to verbal fight Umbridge was feeble. Hermione let the tears fall down her face before quickly wiping them away stubbornly with her shoulder,hands still being restrained by Crab. At that moment his heart sank.
Harry using all he could in his small stupid brain to stop Umbridge. They had almost lost their fight.
Until Hermione had stepped in. Her face full of lies, her mouth seeping untruthful words.
Umbridge fell for it all.
Hermione his brilliant, beautiful witch.