Summary: During his Sixth Year in Hogwarts, Draco Malfoy has become bore with his life. He's sick of the normal routine, his family controlling his life, and the same shallow girlfriend. Just when it seems like there is no escape, a new girl comes unexpectantly into his life by the name of Alana Kaligaris. At first glance she seems shy and normal, but is there more to Alana than meets the eye? And will she show Draco what being loved really feels like and that there is always hope no matter how bleak the situation?

The Way I Love You

Chapter 1

Unexplainable Feelings

If you were mine

I would celebrate

Like everyday was Christmas

If you were mine

I'd love ya like it's

Nobody's business

I would give you everything I had

I would treat you right

I would make you laugh

Baby, I would smile forever

If you were mine-"If You Were Mine"

Cyndi Thomson

" I'm bored."

Draco peered over the top of his Daily Prophet at Jezebel. She had her head in her hands; a dull expression had taken over her face. Her breakfast had barely been touched. He raised a blonde eyebrow, shrugged, and went back to reading his paper.

" What do you want me to do about it, Sinclaire?" He asked, deadpanly.

" Hex someone. That's always amusing for awhile." Jezebel suggested. " Anything is better than having to sit here and watch you read that load of garbage."

" You know, I would, but I have a problem hexing someone infront of all those teachers up at the Staff table. I don't want another detention, thank you very much. I still haven't gotten over the last one that you earned me." Draco drawled. " Besides, if you don't shut that annoy hole you call a mouth, you'll be the next person I hex."

Jezebel rolled her eyes and ignored his last comment. She started to twirl a strand of her thick, wavy, black hair with her index finger. Her eyes wandered around the hall aimlessly. At that moment, Jezebel spotted two girls of interest walk into the Great Hall. A smile came across her face; all traces of boredom gone completely. She stood up and whistled at the girls, who turned their heads her direction, and Jezebel beckened them over. They walked over quickly as she sat back down.

" Finally, now I have someone besides Malfoy here to talk to." She said, faking a relieved look.

" Well, he can't be very good company. That I've learned from experience." Ginny Weasley said, looking darkly at Draco.

He made to shoot a glare at her, but that's when he saw the other girl next to her. She was relatively new this year. The girl had been a transfer from some school in Greece. Draco wiped his face clean of all emotion as he looked at her. Her name was Alana Kaligaris. Sure she was nothing special; not particularly drop-dead gorgeous, but there was just something about her that made Draco want to stare. She held a few books in her hands and had them pulled up tight against her chest. Alana's Ravenclaw robes were neat and tidy; nothing out of place.

She looked down at Jezebel through her reading spectacles, which were situated near the tip of her nose. He could still see her amazingly alluring, sapphire blue eyes. They held knowledge and wisdom beyond her years, making her look even more like a Ravenclaw. The spectacles drew away from their beauty when she had them on, though. Her brown hair was up in the same, neat and tight bun she always had it styled in. Draco had never seen her with her hair down or with her spectacles off. Alana was particularly quiet, but seemed a little sociable around her friends. Jezebel pulled Ginny to sit down infront of her as she straddled the bench and started to braid her long, fiery red hair. Alana sat down across from Draco, opened a book, and started to read. The thing he liked about her was that she didn't gossip as much as the other girls that Jezebel hung out with did.

" So, what has you so bored that your willing to talk to a Gryffindor and a Ravenclaw." Ginny asked, examining her nails.

" There is nothing to do; nothing to discuss." Jezebel complained, continuing her task of braiding Ginny's hair.

" Well, that's a complete shock. You always find something meaningless to gossip about, Sinclaire." Draco said, snidely.

" Oh, go torture a First year." Ginny snapped, irritably.

Alana merely raised an eyebrow, but didn't look up from her book. Draco put down his paper and glared at Ginny harshly.

" Well, I see I won't be able to catch up on any news. I usually just rely on your two to give me the lastest gossip anyway." He said.

" We aren't that bad." Jezebel argued. " Are we Alana?"

" Oh, no you don't. You're not getting me mixed up in this." Alana replied with her slight Greek ascent, looking up from her book and shooting Jezebel a warning look.

" Alana, please put the book down. I swear, you're worse than Hermione." Ginny complained.

Alana just glared at her and went back to reading. It was some book written in Egyptian. It had taken her a long time to learn how to interpret the hieroglyphics.

" I still don't understand why you wear those rediculous spectacles. They aren't helping you any. I bet you can see just fine." Jezebel said, looking at her friend suspiciously.

" They do too help! I need them to read." Alana argued, blushing slightly.

Draco just watched the scene unfold infront of him, knowing that things were going to get interesting. Then, just as he predicted, Jezebel stopped braiding Ginny's hair and snatched Alana's spectacles off of her.

" Hey! Give them back!" Alana shouted, groping for her spectacles as Ginny held her back.

Jezebel put them on and looked around. Her black eyebrows scrunched up for a second before taking them off. She examined them before looking up at Alana.

" These don't even have prescriptions in them." Jezebel said with a laugh, twirling them around in between her fingers.

" Please, just give them back. I just wear them to make me look smarter." Alana confessed, pushing Ginny off of the bench and out of the way.

" Dear, how smart do you need to be? You're already giving Granger a run for her money. I think you're smart enough as it is." Jezebel pointed out. " Besides, now we can all see those gorgeous eyes of yours."

Jezebel held them over her head as Alana tried to reach for them. Draco watched them with his eyebrows raised in amusement. Alana got to her feet to grab her spectacles, but then, Jezebel tossed them into the air, and they landed in Draco's lap. The Ravenclaw directed her sapphire eyes towards him as he looked down and picked the spectacles up. She held out her hand and glared at him, her eyes gleaming dangerously.

" Give them here, Malfoy. I've had enough games, so just give them back." She said in a threatening tone.

Not wanting to provoke her any further, Draco dropped them on the table as if they were on fire and held up his hands defensively. Alana snatched the spectacles up, put them back on, and gathered up her books. He watched with a smirk as she glared defiantly at Jezebel and Ginny.

" As fun as getting my personal style made fun of is, I must be going. I have a Transfigurations lesson to get to and I'd rather not be late." She said, irritably.

With that said, she stormed off. Ginny got up and ran after her.

" Alana! Alana, we're sorry!" Jezebel called from her seat." Please, come back!"

Alana just kept walking and stuck her head higher up in the air. Draco smirked at her and laughed. Jezebel turned her attention towards him and glared.

" Oh, what are you laughing at, Malfoy?!" She snapped, obviously peeved with him and herself.

" That's just great, Sinclaire. Piss off one of your friends. And you just had to go for the Granger clone, too. She'll probably be mentally hexing you all day." Draco commented, his laughing dying down a little.

" Well, at least I have friends to hang out with." Jezebel said, resting her head in her palms again, continuing to glare at him. " Anyways, she's not a Granger clone. She's smarter and more fun than Hermione Granger could ever hope to be."

" Hey! That hurt!" Draco replied as he mockingly put a hand to his heart and pretended to be offended. " Besides, I have friends."

" Yeah, and a whole bunch of them, too." She said, sarcastically. " Let's see there's Blaise, those two goons of yours: Crabbe and Goyle, myself, and you slutty girlfriend Pansy. That makes a grand total of five. Wow, you're so loved."

Draco just rolled his eyes and picked his paper back up. He didn't really care how many friends he had. Anyways, he preferred being alone most of the time. But, sometimes Pansy made that hard for him. She always seemed to be stalking him and clinging to him everywhere he went. Jezebel quickly downed the rest of her pumpkin juice and grabbed her tattered, black, school bag. As she was standing up, she said, " Are you walking to Transfigurations with me or what?"

Draco folded his paper up with an irritated groan, stuck it in one of his books before picking them up, and standing up as well. He walked out of the Great Hall with Jezebel, meeting Blaise on the way.

" So, how was breakfast?" Blaise asked with a smirk.

" You saw that, didn't you?" Draco asked, even though he already knew the answer.

" Of course I did. You had almost one girl from every house near you. That tends to draw attention towards you. I must say, I didn't know that new Ravenclaw could glare like that. Kaligaris never seemed like the quick-tempered type. She doesn't look too bad with those rediculous spectacles off either." Blaise explained, earning a smirk from Draco.

" Watch it. That's my friend you're talking about, Blaise. If you wanted to ask her out, why didn't you just tell me. I could always set Alana up with you." Jezebel butted in.

" No way! I'm sorry, but Ravenclaws aren't my type, especially the bookworm ones." Blaise objected.

" That's just one side of Alana. She can be a totally different person underneith that spectacles-wearing, bun-headed, nose-in-a-book girl that you've seen, trust me." She argued.

" Sure, Jezebel. Just keep telling yourself that. From what I saw, she seemed to like herself just the way she is and wasn't in a hurry to change." Draco commented as they entered the Transfigurations room.

" Speaking of Alana..." Jezebel trailed off, going over to see her friend.

Draco found the girl immediately. She was sitting down at a desk by herself near the front, deeply absorbed in the same book she had been reading earlier. Her back was completely straight in the chair, making Draco wonder how she could be comfortable sitting like that.

" Draco man, are you going to sit down or what?" Blaise asked from his seat.

" Uh yeah, sorry. I was just thinking about something." Draco said, taking his seat hurriedly before he embarrassed himself even more.

More people started to come into the room and sit down in their seats. Draco talked to Blaise, while waiting for McGonagall to get there; his eyes occationally drifting over to Alana. Then, as he was watching her continue to read her book, Draco felt a cold, bony hand on his shoulder. He looked at the pale as death hand; it's brightly-colored, long, red nails standing out dramatically. When he looked up, Draco instantly regretted it. Pansy stood there next to him, smiling down at him in her slutty, seductive way. Her flashing green eyes surveyed him as a cat would eyes its prey. A few of the thin, stringy, black strands of her hair had already escaped the rather messy ponytail she had it in.

" Hello, Drakie poo. Did you miss me?" Pansy asked, stroking the side of his face more with her nails than her hand.

" How on Earth can anyone miss you, Pansy? That's what I'd like to know." Draco replied, coldly.

Pansy's smile never faultered, but her eyes gleamed dangerously. She pinched Draco's cheek hard, just to show him that she wasn't pleased with his answer. Her hand trailed down his chest as she walked past him.

" Missed ya too, babe." She said in that annoying, high-pitched voice of hers as she made her way to sit next to Millicent Bullstrode.

Draco shook his head in annoyance and turned to Blaise.

" Why am I going out with her again?" He asked.

" Because she was easy and a good shag." Blaise answered, starting to flip through one of his books. " That and you're parcially insane."

Draco frowned and replied, " Watch it, Zabini, or else you could find yourself with my wand up your..."

" Good morning, class." McGonagall said, striding into the room swiftly.

Draco uttered a barely audible groan before lowering his head onto his books and crossing his arms infront of himself as McGonagall started to write down notes on the board.

" Well, onto another boring lesson." He mumbled to himself.

A/N: Well I hope you liked the first chapter. Sorry, but the story starts off pretty slow. I promise that it will get better with each new chapter. I'll try to get the next chapter up tomorrow.