One, Draco Malfoy lay on his bed in the Malfoy manor, on a late July morning with his eyes closed dreaming about the person he has had a crush on for the last year. The way their long shaggy hair fell in to their eyes when they would laugh at their best friends jokes. The way their smile would reach for their eyes when they saw the sky. The way they loved quditich and the feeling of knowing they were in the air. They where always hanging around with the bookworm it made him feel sick to his stomach really how he could see the smile on their face when she would scream for harry to catch the snitch.
"AH!" Draco screamed angrily as he threw his pillow at the wall across from him. "Why the heck did it have to be him!"
With a small pop a house elf appeared as Draco was picking up his robe from his bed side table.par
"Does young master want or need anything?" It sqeaked as it watched Draco walk around his bed heading towards his bath room.
"Yes I want some eggs and toast, with jelly on the side and a cup of pumpkin juice!" Draco snapped as he walked in to his bath room slamming the door. He leaned against it until he heard a small pop confirming that his house elf had gone to get his breakfast. Then with a sigh he ran his shower cold water of curse for more then one reason. When he was done he turned the water off and got out. He dried himself off and ran his hands through his wet white blond hair, sighing thinking about the red head that had been invading his dreams as of almost a year an a half ago. He left his hair like it was hanging lose around his face, having given up on gelling it back when he was in his fifth year. He looked his reflection and sighed he didn't look like the boy his mother had always known him to be. In fact he looked sad and distracted, as if his world was spinning out of control and he had no way of stopping it. He walked out of the bathroom back into his bed room, puts on a pair of black slacks and a blue/green shirt with a dark blue vest over it. He had just finished when a small pop indicated that his breakfast had arrived.
"Here master!" the house elf sqeaked as she placed the tray on the table in the corner of his room and turned to face him. "Can I be of any more service?"
"No tipsy, your dismissed of me." Draco said in a low growl, his mind being on the one person he wanted to see.
With a small pop she was gone and he went to the table to eat his breakfast, he saw on the tray there was also a letter, with his name in from what he could tell bad penmanship. With a sigh he picked up as he sat down, he opened it to find a folded letter inside with his name yet again written.
Dear Draco,
this may come as a surprise to you seeing as how I have never been one to write you, for the simple fact that we aren't friends but it's come to my attention that over the last year you've have had eyes only for my best friend and I will tell you not to give up on him. He is confused over a lot of things right now. His brother as I'm sure you know is out of touch with his family and Harry an I are of no help to make him feel as though he is truly cared for by anyone. His mother tries so hard to show him that he is in fact loved but with the twins not being here I'm afraid it's even harder on her then it is on him. This is not really any of your business but I have known since the end of last year that he isn't on the straight an narrow so to speak, I'm sure you know what I mean. You may or may not be aware of this but he is having trouble with his little sister Ginny, she is very curious about her brothers love life and it's annoying him to no end that even she has one when he deems himself unworthy of love even though harry and I both love him along with his family, Not having Percy who rather he admits it or not he looked up to around and now knowing that said brother who is now referred to as the prat in the family doesn't care he refuse's to let us in! Please if you can think of any way to HElP him do it !
Yours truly par par Hermione Granger.
Wow! He thought the mud blood has a mind and feelings? He covered his eyes with his hands at that thought. I wonder how many times she's wanted to turn me into the amazing bouncing ferret again? With all I've but her though probably everything single day for the last two years. I can't call her mud blood if ever want to have something with him. Why did I fall for the boy who lived's side kick in the first place? He screamed in his head.
When he couldn't concert on his thoughts anymore he eat his breakfast and then walked briskly down to the back yard and graped his broom on his way out intent on taking a ride to clear his head he made it too the back yard before his mothers voice stopped him in his tracks.
"Loucis(sp?)you know I didn't mean to do it. " she cried
"Shut up woman!" He heard his father say before there was sickening thud from the sitting room. He knew his father was beating his mother again. Ever since he was old enough to remember if he or his mother had done something not to his fathers liking they had been beaten he had marks on his back that proved it unless he used a spell to hide them. He quickly got on his broom and flew away before his father had the chance to come and beat him to. His mind was a mess as he flew through the country side.
Meanwhile at the burrow.
Ron was laying on his bed staring at the cyling. How could I ever hope to be loved? He questioned himself, even my own brother doesn't care about me and the twins are far to busy with the shop to notice I'm depressed. He let out a sigh he knew it was true that Harry and Hermione were both there for him, and that they both said they loved him as a brother but it didn't help him to feel any better. Harry and Hermione had begun a secret relationship after their 5th year and he had caught them kissing out back in the field one afternoon when he had been in need of his two best mates. He would never for get that day, for it had been the one when he realized he wasn't straight, he of crouse hadn't told them until the end of the year meaning December.
Flash back.
It had been a sad day, Percy had sent word that he would no longer be in contact with the family and Ron was crushed rather he liked it or not Percy had always been there to listen when he was younger, been the one he could look up to for advice with Bill and Charlie gone Percy had been the oldest in the house and the twins hadn't cared much for how he felt so Percy had been the only one he could talk to. Now that was shattered all around his feet. His big brother didn't care! Had he ever cared at all! Was the only thought going through Ron's mind as he made his way out back to find Harry and Hermione, who were like his second family to him now.
When he reached the far edge of the field he was suprized at what he saw, Harry was kissing Hermione and she was running her fingers through his messy black hair. He felt a little pang go through him though he didn't know what it was until he realized he wanted to be kissed like that. Not by a girl either no in the back of his mind he wanted to be kissed like that by a certain blond at school. The thought made him uncomfortable. He turned and walked away as his best friends broke apart and spotted him.
"Hey Ron! " called Harry as he stood up.
Ron stiffened he really didn't need this right now, with his thoughts on his brothers and his feelings along with other things. He turned around and sent a sad smile to his best friend. "Hey Harry." he said softly as he walked to his best friends side. "Hermione." he said as he sat down on the other side of her. Hermione put her hand on his and smiled at him sweetly. He was happy for her, she had grown up a lot over the last two years what with her parents being killed and thenshe herself nearly dieing from the curico curse(sp?), it was a good thing she was open to love because he knew Harry could give it to her in buckets.
"Are you okay Ron?" she said softly
"I'm alright." he replied not looking into her eyes but instead looking out at the sky that never seemed to end.
"Ron." Harry said sitting down to. "You want to go do something with us in muggle London?" he asked
"No thanks Harry." was the reply he got.
Harry looked at Hermione and sighed. "Ron what can we do?" Hermione asked.
"Nothing." Was all he said as he got up and left.
End flash back.
Ron got up off his bed and walked down stairs he needed to fly. He always flew when his mind was clouded. He usually asked Harry to go with him and they would talk but Harry was out with Mione. He grabbed his broom and took off heading out off of the burrow's land. He thought of the blond in his classes at school hopping this year he might not have to be in the classes as the boy he wanted to kiss. Draco Malfoy was a lot of things. A total jerk, A pampered rich boy, A pure blood, A muggle hater as far as anyone knew, The son of a death eater, and a Syltherin. So Ron often asked him how was it that the boy had become the one he craved for? Some where in the back of his mind a song begins to play.
She's cold and she's cruel but she knows what she's doing
She pushed me in the pool at our last school reunion par She laughs at my dreams but I dream about her laughter
Strange as it seems she's the one I'm after
He had heard it in the room his sister and Hermione shared, hermione was listening to it and sighing softly at the memories of how she had once wanted to be that girl.
she's bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can't help myself
I don't want anyone else
She's a mystery
She's too much for me
But I keep coming back for more
She's just the girl I'm looking for
The next part of the song sounded like how he thought of his sister being towards the guys he knew liked her, as well as he knew harry had felt about cho at one point.
She can't keep a secret for more than an hour
She runs on one hundred proof attitude power
And the more she ignores me, the more I adore her
What can I do - I'd do anything for her
The third part to him sounded like lavender brown, and maybe on a bad day Pansy Parkinson. Yuck! He hated her.
Cause she's bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can't help myself
I don't want anyone else
She's a mystery par She's too much for me
But I keep coming back for more
She's just the girl I'm looking for
He looked ahead of him at the never ending sky and wished he could just fly forever. His eyes began to hurt a little but he thought nothing of it.
And when she sees it me
On her caller ID
She won't pick up the phone
She'd rather be alone
But I can't give up yet
Cause every word she's every said
Is still ringing in my head
Still ringing in my head
That was how he felt about wanting to write to the boy who held his heart in his hands and didn't know, fear of being told he wasn't worthy of love again made him keep his distance.
She's cold and she's cruel but she knows what she's doing
Knows just what to say so my whole day is ruined
That was what Draco had spent the last 5 years doing. He sighed. His eyes really hurt now.
Cause she's bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can't help myself
I don't want anyone else
She's a mystery
She's too much for me
But I keep coming back for more
She's just the girl I'm looking for
He remembered Hermione had sighed at the end of the song and now with his eyes hurting his focus off he dropped off to another world and didn't notice when he started to fall.
Draco was flying when he saw someone falling through the clouds and speed up to who it was why they were falling. He felt his heart skipped a beat when he saw who it was. Ron weasley, the boy he couldn't stop thinking about was falling through the sky his eyes closed. He raced towards the falling boy. He grabbed him up into his arms and held him tightly then flew in the direction of the burrow a place his father had forbade him go.
He held the boy to him and he could smell Ron's shampoo it was cinnamon, it was perfect and his skin smelled like vanilla, he inhaled deeply trying to clam his nevres (sp?)form having the boy so close to him. His body was aching the faster he went from the dreams he has had about being this close to the red head he now held.
When they reached the Burrow he landed in the back yard and lay Ron down as softly as he could, he watch with a small smile as the boys hand wrapped around his and refused to let go. When he finally did let go Ron lay still on the ground and Draco sat down staring at his beautiful face. Freckles all over his nose, his long red eye lashes falling gracefully just below his eyes, his mouth in a tiny smile. Draco smiled to himself as he watched the boy his hair falling back against the dark green grass. After about ten minutes he knew he had to leave. He leaned down with out thinking and litely touched his lips to the sleeping boys, then stood and left smiling to himself.
Authors note.
This is a first time thing for me, actually writing this for someone to read. I usually just read my stories to my grandma and friends. If you guys like it let me know I might write a fully story later on continuing it. As of right not it's a one shot. I don't own harry potter, and the song is by the click five it's called just the girl. Please review and leave messages to tell me if I should turn this into a regular story. Thanks. sweetytaylor16.
A muggle :a non magic person. Muggle London : part of London where people who don't have magic live. Quditich(Sp) a wizarding sport played on brooms.
I have trouble remembering small words alot always have. But I still enjoy writing I hope you like it.