I noticed him. Platinum blond hair, piercing grey eyes. Blue and black swiss army backpack. We were introducing ourselves. Inter-house unity had been established and we were all together. He was a Slytherin and I was a Gryffindor.

He had a slight tan and he was so...so something. Handsome being too formal, cute not being enough, hot being too sexy. I noticed him. Like no one before. He never looked my way. I was disappointed, but glad because staring at him must've been a little creepy.

I couldn't help myself. I sensed him when he came into a room and just found my eyes staring all over again. When I tried to avoid him, he would just be there, walking down the halls, coming around corners.

He was an enigma. He was a drug and I was addicted.