I sit down on a black armchair, in the corner of the room.
The common room of Slytherin is really different as Gryffindor's but not less warm on the contrary as what everyone think.
I'm not sitting here to read, even if I have a book in hand, but to observe him. He's sitting on a big and comfortable sofa with his group of friends all more horrible than the other.
It's like looking at a prince with his fidels and I know it's the image he wants to show. Everyone love him for his name and money but I know there's more in him than a rich and arrogant pure-blood.
He's innocent, incapable to hurt a fly. He's kind and attaching with a big heart. He's really intelligent too and loyal with a spark of malice who gave him his place to Slytherin.
But what I love the most in him are his eyes.
"Hi Hazel!" greets a voice I could recognize between a thousand of others.
I smile shyly. He smiles back, his true smile, not the one he gives to the others, the one he reserves for his real friends like me and...I don't know.
He sits next to me, even if the armchair is for one person, and we're now squeezed against each other.
I feel myself blush so I bow my head, hiding my face with my hair.
"No, don't do that." he tells me.
He takes my chin and lift my head gently toward him.
"Don't hide your face with your hair."
I smile timidly and plunge my gaze in his. His eyes are so beautiful, I could look at them for my entire life.
The others would say he has grey eyes but I see much more than that.
His eyes are, a cloudy sky with some shades of blue. Blue like the ocean in winter. This grey. His eyes. A grey who, when you look in it, has some gold sparkles. A silver grey, a grey who hides instead of showing. All those greys are moving and swirling together, fascinating me.
"What?" asks Draco, his cheeks red.
I snap out of my trence and notice that I'm just at five centimeters of his face. A blush creeps on my cheeks, when I realise that in my trence I leaned on him without noticing.
"Nothing." I whisper, before backing out a little.
One day, I will tell him how much I love him, but not now. But one day I will do it, watching him deeply in the eyes.
Those eyes who make me crazy.