Disclaimer: JK Rowling, these characters aren't mine, and they wont ever… I still want Ron and I'm still mad that I can't have him…u twit.
Note: I have a weird obsession with brown haired, green eyed people, so if this person sounds like Laura in my other Fan fiction (One True Love) Its No relation, but the real me that is on this side of the computer screen, still is and always will be, obsessed with Ron, and ironically has brown hair and green eyes…I just love me! And Note: again, I'm not gay
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"You don't get it! Your think that you have control over everything…. including me!"
"I should, you are my boyfriend! You're supposed to make me happy!"
Erika and Draco were shouting, loudly, at each other in the corridor outside the transfiguration classroom.
" I'm not your boyfriend! Just another power-hungry acquaintance! Just because I went to dinner with you… along with a couple…a … lame Gryffindor (meaning Ron, Harry had gone too, but there had always been something about Harry that Draco couldn't bring himself to hate) doesn't mean you are my girlfriend! Now all you are is a pain in my ass and you'll never do anything with your life except for some non-entity that dates people like Crabbe!"
Erika tossed her light brown hair over her shoulder. She lowered her head to try to shield her eyes, which were welling up with fake tears. Erika had never cried openly, or shown sentimental feelings much. Draco's face softened. He knew he had gone to far, far enough to make her cry. He stepped forward and reached out to touch her shoulder, she smacked his hand away. "You'll pay for that," she muttered quietly before stalking away.
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"Did you hear what happened to Draco yesterday?" Harry asked Ron as they walked toward Divination class. "Yeah, Erika threatened him after he called her a 'non-entity,' some ego she's got huh?", that had to hurt her pretty-pretty…" Ron got a glazed look over his face, just like the look he got when he saw Fleur Delacour…two years ago … Harry's head snapped up and walking toward them was a long, wavy haired brunette with green eyes. She wasn't that pretty, but good-looking enough to get Ron's attention. Harry had seen her around but hadn't said hi. Ron had tried to but nothing came out.
As she came closer, Ron snapped back to reality and shook his head. As the girl caught up to them, " HI, I'm Harry" Harry elbowed Ron to get him to say something. Ron muttered a small "me, cough Ron," The girl broke into a grin and replied cautiously "I'm Elizabeth, do you know where the Divination classroom is? I've never been there before," Ron replied with a tone that Harry rarely ever heard, could it be, confidence? "Were going there, would you like to walk with us?" Elizabeth's face lit up, "love to," she said with a quick glance at Ron.
On their way to divination, Elizabeth enlightened them with reasons why never to eat cafeteria food. Harry could have cared less, but Ron wasn't listening; it was more like absorbing…he was rapturely gazing at her face. Once, Elizabeth elbowed Harry and asked him if Ron was always like this, he just said that the medication he was on made him a little "odd" around this time of day, Harry said with a smirk. Ron snapped out of his reverie and said forcefully, "IM NOT ON DRUGS YOU PRAT!" Elizabeth just grinned at him and patted him awkwardly on the head and said " don't worry, I still like you. " those word put Ron back into his trance.
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Malfoy walked along the edge of the lake pondering the meaning of life. He felt bad for yelling at Erika but not that bad because he knew that he had no true feelings for her. Draco was begging to realize that he might, just might have feelings for Harry potter, meaning that he would be gay, meaning that he would bring shame to his father…yay! Which would mean that his father (who was totally irrational about being a normal, dark wizard,) would be shamed. Malfoy could not understand these feelings inside him, but he decided to confront Harry about them.
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NOT DONE YET! DONT BUG ME ABOUT WRITING MORE,like anybody would...
Note: I have a weird obsession with brown haired, green eyed people, so if this person sounds like Laura in my other Fan fiction (One True Love) Its No relation, but the real me that is on this side of the computer screen, still is and always will be, obsessed with Ron, and ironically has brown hair and green eyes…I just love me! And Note: again, I'm not gay
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"You don't get it! Your think that you have control over everything…. including me!"
"I should, you are my boyfriend! You're supposed to make me happy!"
Erika and Draco were shouting, loudly, at each other in the corridor outside the transfiguration classroom.
" I'm not your boyfriend! Just another power-hungry acquaintance! Just because I went to dinner with you… along with a couple…a … lame Gryffindor (meaning Ron, Harry had gone too, but there had always been something about Harry that Draco couldn't bring himself to hate) doesn't mean you are my girlfriend! Now all you are is a pain in my ass and you'll never do anything with your life except for some non-entity that dates people like Crabbe!"
Erika tossed her light brown hair over her shoulder. She lowered her head to try to shield her eyes, which were welling up with fake tears. Erika had never cried openly, or shown sentimental feelings much. Draco's face softened. He knew he had gone to far, far enough to make her cry. He stepped forward and reached out to touch her shoulder, she smacked his hand away. "You'll pay for that," she muttered quietly before stalking away.
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"Did you hear what happened to Draco yesterday?" Harry asked Ron as they walked toward Divination class. "Yeah, Erika threatened him after he called her a 'non-entity,' some ego she's got huh?", that had to hurt her pretty-pretty…" Ron got a glazed look over his face, just like the look he got when he saw Fleur Delacour…two years ago … Harry's head snapped up and walking toward them was a long, wavy haired brunette with green eyes. She wasn't that pretty, but good-looking enough to get Ron's attention. Harry had seen her around but hadn't said hi. Ron had tried to but nothing came out.
As she came closer, Ron snapped back to reality and shook his head. As the girl caught up to them, " HI, I'm Harry" Harry elbowed Ron to get him to say something. Ron muttered a small "me, cough Ron," The girl broke into a grin and replied cautiously "I'm Elizabeth, do you know where the Divination classroom is? I've never been there before," Ron replied with a tone that Harry rarely ever heard, could it be, confidence? "Were going there, would you like to walk with us?" Elizabeth's face lit up, "love to," she said with a quick glance at Ron.
On their way to divination, Elizabeth enlightened them with reasons why never to eat cafeteria food. Harry could have cared less, but Ron wasn't listening; it was more like absorbing…he was rapturely gazing at her face. Once, Elizabeth elbowed Harry and asked him if Ron was always like this, he just said that the medication he was on made him a little "odd" around this time of day, Harry said with a smirk. Ron snapped out of his reverie and said forcefully, "IM NOT ON DRUGS YOU PRAT!" Elizabeth just grinned at him and patted him awkwardly on the head and said " don't worry, I still like you. " those word put Ron back into his trance.
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Malfoy walked along the edge of the lake pondering the meaning of life. He felt bad for yelling at Erika but not that bad because he knew that he had no true feelings for her. Draco was begging to realize that he might, just might have feelings for Harry potter, meaning that he would be gay, meaning that he would bring shame to his father…yay! Which would mean that his father (who was totally irrational about being a normal, dark wizard,) would be shamed. Malfoy could not understand these feelings inside him, but he decided to confront Harry about them.
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NOT DONE YET! DONT BUG ME ABOUT WRITING MORE,like anybody would...