Eyes of stone
I felt his cold, grey eyes on me. Searching me; whether for weakness or for feelings, I will never know. I kept my head down though, just enjoying my meal. Ron, Harry, and Hermione chatting enthusiastically about school, sit beside me. My friend Jillian is giving me worried glances. I am usually talking my head off, but right now I am silent. I hate the way he makes me feel! Like I am some helpless little kid. I am 15 years old; I am not a child anymore. I don't need anyone to protect me! He cannot scare me! I will not allow it. With that statement firmly placed in my mind, I look up to stare equally into his eyes. But, my anger is put aside for split second—and I get lost in his mysterious grey eyes. He was startled for a moment to see me staring at him and his eyes quickly shielded any emotion any emotion. But right before that instant I saw something, could it have been concern? The smirk he had plastered his face made me forget all the niceness I thought he could have. I stared angrily at him, but his eyes were only amused. I broke eye contact first, only because Ron was screaming my name and Harry was watching me intently. I had gotten over my crush on him since 3rd year. I had realized he was just another guy. "What", I said angrily.
"What were you staring at?" he asked suspiciously.
"Uh, nothing, look I gotta go, she you later", and with that I was up and out of the Great Hall before he could ask anymore questions, without a backwards glance.
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God that was close! The last thing I need is for him worrying over me with Malfoy. It's my battle and I can do it myself. Ever since the beginning of this year Draco Malfoy, Prince of Slytherin, has gone out of his way to make my life miserable. And do you know what? I HAVE NO IDEA WHY! It's bad enough that I was so good in potions and charms with Slytherin both. I mean its bad enough Snape picks on me, but know Malfoy does too. It seems Snape likes the idea of partnering me up with Malfoy. I mean just because I am a Weasley doesn't mean he has a right to pick on me.
I reached the common room and said the password, "Hogwarts, a History." Can you tell Hermione is a Perfect? No surprise there. The common room was not crowded because everyone was eating dinner in the great hall. Now, because I have two classes with 6th year and the rest with 5th, I have my own room. It's great! I was so happy when they told me. The room is lavender with a giant glass door, that when you open it, you can stand on a balcony. It is by the lake so it is a wonderful view. I have my own little desk where I write stories or poems or where I draw. I have my own baby-blue over-stuffed stair, right next to my bookshelf where I can read. The bed is like everyone else's but I have white curtains instead of red. They still have the Gryffindor sign, don't worry. I sat on my bed and started my homework. They were loading it on since Christmas break is coming up. I am going to stay here for Christmas Break and spend it with Jillian. She really is a great friend. After my first year, it was hard finding friends, but Jillian was one of a kind. She didn't care that I was possessed and almost killed people. She like me because of me, and we have been best friends ever since. Really the only horrible thing about this year is…..Malfoy.
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You idiot!! Draco mentally slapped himself. He was starring at Ginny for the 100th time that night, and was concerned. She was usually chatting with her friends and sending potter love looks, but not tonight. She was just eating keeping her head down. I smirked. She was probably sad Potter wasn't paying attention to her. Goyle, on my right, just said something forcing me to look away. "What," I said venomously.
"W-who are you looking ate-I mean at?" I rolled my eyes. He couldn't even talk.
"Nothing, I was just thinking about what I should do to people who interrupt me when I am thinking." I said it as icily and deadly as I could. That should get him to stop. He looked at me than at my biceps and gulped. He went back to talking with Blaise. I smirked at him. I was so scrawny anymore. The fact was, I really didn't need Goyle or Crabbe to protect me. From playing Quidditch and slaving for my "father" in the manner, I had gotten biceps and muscles. I was tall too. Taller than Potter, although he too had developed muscles. I took one more concerned glance at Weasley, but I was surprised to see her looking at me. I quickly shielded any emotion. I put on my best smirk. We were having a staring contest. I was very amused with her courage. I didn't think she had it in her. Her brother was saying something and she reluctantly looked away. At first she was mad, but became flustered and quickly left the Great Hall. I watched her leave until she was out of sight. The three musketeers went back to their conversation like she didn't even exist.
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When I went to the Slytherin common room, I was followed by Pansy. How annoying is she?! Just because I went to ball in 4th year with her she thinks I love her. Well, I hate her. She is so stuck up. I just wish the Dark Lord would do us all a favor and kill her. But, it's not like I would really wish death upon someone, because I wouldn't. I am really not like that. Yes, I am mean but I would not kill or wish someone would be killed. My father on the other hand, thinks I want to become just like him. Thinks I want to become a Death Eater. When I turn seven-teen next year, I will inherit the infamous Dark Mark. If I had it my way I would be on the go side trying to kill Voldemort. I wish….I just wish that I could be treated like someone good. Everyone thinks I am the ultimate evil. But, I am not. Oh, well maybe someday I really could be on the good side.
As I am lying in my bed my thoughts drift to a certain Red head. Nooo, not Ron…..Ginny. I really shouldn't be thinking about her. I have to stop. This is why I pick on her. She wormed her way into my heart and she doesn't even know it. I just think if I be mean to her I might forget my feelings for her. She doesn't even notice me. I am just Malfoy: Mean, a creep, Mudblood hater, Muggle hater, faithful to the dark lord for life, no mercy, cold as ice, and eyes of stone.
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