Lovers Gone All That's Left is Those Gray Eyes
It all started in fifth year, that's when I noticed him. His hair was carelessly all over his head. A faint blush on his cheek from what a certain girl said to him. She felt so digested and yet...hurt. She watched as they started to pass by and decided to make fun.
The look on his face made it worse for her to stare back but she fought it and smirked as if she didn't care. But somehow she found her self caring and a deep pain hurt her. She wasn't use to it so when he was out of site she told her friends she'd be going back to the dungeons. But she didn't she just headed toward the lake, utterly confused.
She stood there and lend on the tree, she only blinked she didn't want to close her eyes because when she did she saw him. She didn't know why she did. But it seemed like he was haunting her. She liked it, but it scared her.
She didn't want to go in either, she didn't want to see the person she was betrothed to; flirt with every girl and try to get them all into his bed before marrying her. She shivered as the wind lightly blew on her, it wasn't cold but she couldn't help it. She felt a powerful ache in her stomach and in her chest. She pulled her blonde her and thought she was being stupid and re-entered the castle.
It was soon her last year at Hogwarts, as she stepped onto the platform, she immediately spotted him. He was smiling at something which made her heart leap. She still didn't know why but she didn't mind it at all. She slowly walked towards them nose slightly up in the air. She forced her shoulder to hit his.
He turned to look at who hit him.
She smirked, "Watch it Potter or you might be dead this time," she watched as the red head got angry before she left.
"How can someone like her be so mean?" She heard him ask, which made her stop dead before hurrying to where she saw Draco.
She sat I the same compartment as Draco, she followed her fathers order to make sure he wouldn't be with any other girl this year. But the only person she didn't want to have a girl other then her was Harry Potter.
It had only been a month since they were back at school. She worked in the library besides Draco who seemed very annoyed. But she didn't let him leave, to think she was happy to be wed to this- this…she sighed it didn't matter anymore. She placed her hand under her chin and closed her eyes.
"Harry!" A girl squeal said by the library door, quickly recovered by a smothered giggle.
Her eyes sapped open…and there he was. But to her utmost disappointment, He had his arms around her; with a wide smile on his face he kissed her. She felt her fall…literally; she had fallen out of her seat.
"Pansy?" She heard Draco drawl and she looked up at him, she felt like she was falling again. Except it was because of his damn gray eyes, the ones she couldn't help but stay in love with.
She stood up quickly and glared at the couple who supposedly were doing their homework, "Let's go."
She left quickly without even seeing if he left with her.
Years passed as she found out that Harry Potter was in love with a certain redhead, she had thrown that newspaper threw the fire and nearly broke everything in there room. Right after she then told the house elves to clean it.
She was angry at herself for being stupid. For being tricked by emotions. For being married to a git when she could be with that damn Potter!
That's where her story starts…when she was first placed off to marry Draco Anthony Malfoy.
It all started in fifth year, that's when I noticed him. His hair was carelessly all over his head. A faint blush on his cheek from what a certain girl said to him. She felt so digested and yet...hurt. She watched as they started to pass by and decided to make fun.
The look on his face made it worse for her to stare back but she fought it and smirked as if she didn't care. But somehow she found her self caring and a deep pain hurt her. She wasn't use to it so when he was out of site she told her friends she'd be going back to the dungeons. But she didn't she just headed toward the lake, utterly confused.
She stood there and lend on the tree, she only blinked she didn't want to close her eyes because when she did she saw him. She didn't know why she did. But it seemed like he was haunting her. She liked it, but it scared her.
She didn't want to go in either, she didn't want to see the person she was betrothed to; flirt with every girl and try to get them all into his bed before marrying her. She shivered as the wind lightly blew on her, it wasn't cold but she couldn't help it. She felt a powerful ache in her stomach and in her chest. She pulled her blonde her and thought she was being stupid and re-entered the castle.
It was soon her last year at Hogwarts, as she stepped onto the platform, she immediately spotted him. He was smiling at something which made her heart leap. She still didn't know why but she didn't mind it at all. She slowly walked towards them nose slightly up in the air. She forced her shoulder to hit his.
He turned to look at who hit him.
She smirked, "Watch it Potter or you might be dead this time," she watched as the red head got angry before she left.
"How can someone like her be so mean?" She heard him ask, which made her stop dead before hurrying to where she saw Draco.
She sat I the same compartment as Draco, she followed her fathers order to make sure he wouldn't be with any other girl this year. But the only person she didn't want to have a girl other then her was Harry Potter.
It had only been a month since they were back at school. She worked in the library besides Draco who seemed very annoyed. But she didn't let him leave, to think she was happy to be wed to this- this…she sighed it didn't matter anymore. She placed her hand under her chin and closed her eyes.
"Harry!" A girl squeal said by the library door, quickly recovered by a smothered giggle.
Her eyes sapped open…and there he was. But to her utmost disappointment, He had his arms around her; with a wide smile on his face he kissed her. She felt her fall…literally; she had fallen out of her seat.
"Pansy?" She heard Draco drawl and she looked up at him, she felt like she was falling again. Except it was because of his damn gray eyes, the ones she couldn't help but stay in love with.
She stood up quickly and glared at the couple who supposedly were doing their homework, "Let's go."
She left quickly without even seeing if he left with her.
Years passed as she found out that Harry Potter was in love with a certain redhead, she had thrown that newspaper threw the fire and nearly broke everything in there room. Right after she then told the house elves to clean it.
She was angry at herself for being stupid. For being tricked by emotions. For being married to a git when she could be with that damn Potter!
That's where her story starts…when she was first placed off to marry Draco Anthony Malfoy.