THE PROBLEM WITH LOVE…
"Draco I told you I'm with Harry now," I explained for the hundredth time. Draco's eyes studied my face to be sure I wasn't lying, when he realized I wasn't, I saw a single tear roll down his face.
He ran towards me screaming, I tried to get away but he had me cornered within seconds.
"How could you?" he whispered into my ear. I felt the cold stone of the dungeon wall press against my back; I leaned forward to stop the searing pain.
Draco got the wrong idea, he tilted my chain up and suddenly he was kissing me, his cold soft lips pressed against mine. I'd like to say I tried to fight back, but that would be lying.
With a bang the dungeon door crashed to the floor, I screamed and Draco jumped back. Suddenly Harry was in the room.
He pulled out his wand, a flash of green, and Malfoy was on the floor.