"Draco, why can't you understand that other people have feelings too? We have been here for four years and you still act like a jerk to people. Why?" I ask the blonde boy standing across from me… only inches away from my face. I don't receive an answer we only stare at each other.

" You know what, forget it. You don't care." I say turning away, I didn't know how long I could control myself being that close to him.

"But I do care" He pulled my wrist so I faced him again. " Phoebe, I can't help it! I was raised to be like this. Don't blame me, blame my parents!" He says as he sits down on a near by bench.

"But you don't have to listen to your parents." I say quietly as I sit down next to him. "You're Draco Malfoy, you can do anything you wish. Only if you let your self though."

And we sit. That's all, sitting. Sitting for about an hour until we have to go back to the Slytherin corridor.

I wake up the next morning and see everyone standing excitedly in the main room.

"Um, care to explain?" I ask as I find Draco in the crowd of people.

" Follow me." He says very bluntly as he pulls me away from the crowd of people. "Someone saw us last night talking. Now they think were an item and that we are going out."

"That's absurd!" I practically shout. But, it's all a show. No one will ever know how much I wish that Draco would take this seriously and actually consider going out with me. I wake up and the first thought in my head is 'I get to see Draco again today' and sure some people would find seeing Draco a bad thing. But not me, I look forward to it. I pray for a miracle every moment that he will randomly kiss me and realize that he is love with me. Is that ever going to happen? No, because Draco and I were destined to be friends. And that's all we will ever be.

"That's what I said. But nobody believed me, maybe if you tell them?" He asked, at least I think it was a question.

"Fine." I look to the crowd which I now realize was staring at us the whole time. "Everybody listen up. Draco and I are nothing. Got it? N-O-T-H-I-N-G, nothing. So get over yourselves and shower, you're starting to smell." And with that the crowd was gone.

Is Draco the only one who can't see that I'm in love with him? I don't find it that hard to over look, I mean that's why everyone wanted to hear from me that Draco and I were nothing, because they know that he would lie.

"Thanks, I owe you one!" He yells behind him as he walks up to a blonde girl.

I wish so badly I was her.

"Phoebe, you're never going to guess what happened!" Draco tells me as he sits down next to me for potions class.

"Haylie and you are going out. Draco, everyone knows. It's no secret." I say not even looking up to face him. I'm scared he would see the tears forming in my eyes.

"Oh, well yeah. That's what I was going to tell you. But isn't it great? I think she and I were made for each other. I think this relationship really could work." I look up to see his facial expression but all I see is him staring out in front of him to look at the back of Haylie's head.

"It's just splendid." I say as I look back down at my paper.

"It really is." he says with a sigh. And that's our conversation for potions.

Luckily I get to sit next to Draco for Defense Against the Dark Arts too. Luckily is what I thought up until I see him kissing Haylie in the doorway as I come into the classroom. Let's just say, we didn't speak that period.

I couldn't sleep that night so I started a fire and just thought. I thought about everything, no that's a lie, I thought about Draco, Draco and Haylie. They don't go together at all! She doesn't know him at all! He doesn't even know her last name! I know a bunch of things about Draco because I care about him, I don't just kiss him.

"Hey, what are you still doing up?" Someone asked behind the chair I was sitting in.

"Hello Draco, and I just couldn't sleep, what are you doing up this late?"

"Oh, I have to finish my homework, Haylie and I took a walk today and I lost track of time." Of course.

"Well, good luck, Snape didn't go easy on tonight's homework." I say as I start to walk up the stairs.

"Phoebe, wait."

"Yes Draco?"

"What's my favorite color?"

"Green, why?"

"I just wanted to see if you knew."

"Draco, of course I know. I know everything about you."

That was such a strange question I think to myself as I lie in bed. Why would he ask me what his favorite color was? Unless, no it couldn't be.