Emilie's POV

I couldn't fall asleep last night because of Draco. I knew he liked me, I just knew it! And yes, he did make the first move, and a quite good one at that. I shouldn't let him get to me that much though. I don't want to go around blushing in class whenever I see him, that would totally give it away that I liked him. It's fine for him to know, but not other people.

What would they think of me? Well, they would think that I'm a terrible person for liking Draco and that I can be nothing but trouble. Now that could very well be true, but I don't want anyone else to know that! I just think that I need to treat Draco how I would have treated him before, like dirt.

I have no idea how to accomplish that though. Now that I know how sweet he really is, I don't know how I'm going to continue being mean to him.

Maybe since I'm in Slytherin house, if I don't talk to him nobody will notice a difference, because no one really talks to me outside of Slytherin house. Even then, hardly anyone talks to me. Jerks.

Draco's POV

Why? Is the only thing I could ask myself that night after I kissed Emilie. Why would I do such a stupid thing? She's going to run off and tell all of her little friends and I'm going to look like a fool. Why would anyone in their right mind like her? She's such a goody goody. I have no idea how she got placed in Slytherin. It just makes me wonder why I'm so attracted to her! I'm supposed to be Draco Malfoy, Slytherin Prince. While she's Emilie Evans, a nobody. I need a more eligible girlfriend.

Only, I don't know if I want one. Emilie just makes me feel different. Like I want to rip her head off and send her back to wherever she came from, but at the same time I want to kiss her. Stupid Muggle girl and her stupid Muggle looks!

Emilie's POV

I didn't really know how to treat Draco even after a whole night of thinking. I finally came to the conclusion to just not speak to him outside the corridor, that way no one outside of Slytherin could know.

I was on my way back to the corridor after a day of class and when I turned the corner to the entrance, I screamed.

Draco's POV

Suddenly I heard a scream. It was from Emilie who had just seen something I never wanted anyone to see.

"Emilie, wait I, I can explain." Even though she was far away I could still see tears streaming down her face.

"No. No! I don't want to hear it! I thought that you actually cared for me! But obviously not! How could you do such a thing? You, you, I don't even know what to call you I'm so infuriated! How could you be so mean to me like this? How?" That last how came out as not so much mad but extremely hurt.

"Just listen to me, Emilie. It truly isn't what it looks like." I say trying to grab her arm, but she jerks it away quickly.

"I know exactly what it is. It's you and that Pansy girl making out right in front of my face! To think, I actually thought that I could trust you! Well Draco Malfoy, I'm sure you've achieved your goal. I will never trust you again!" She said running to the girls bathroom.

"I don't really see what her problem is. She over reacts to everything." Pansy said as she tried to pull me back to kiss her again.

"No! she's not over exaggerating, I truly did screw up. I, I have to go." I called behind me as I went to go find Emilie.

Emilie's POV

I can't really remember where I ran to, or how I got there, all I remember is running. Just running as far away from Draco as I possibly could.

Honestly, how could someone do something that… that rude! If he didn't like me and when he kissed me it was something that Crabbe or Goyle put him up to, then he could've told me instead of having me float on a cloud for the day! I actually thought he cared about me! Boy was I wrong.

I feel like a complete fool. I trusted that delinquent! How could I be so stupid? Well, I'll tell you one thing.

Emilie Evans never forgets.

Draco's POV

I couldn't find Emilie after hours of searching so I just decided it would be best if I went to bed and talked to her in the morning. I will get up early and wait in the common room for her and pull her aside to talk to her and explain to her what really happened.

It wasn't my fault, it really wasn't. Pansy said that she saw me kiss Emilie and that she was going to tell unless I told everyone that I was going to ask her Yule Ball and, well, she took it to far. She kissed me! But she made sure that Emilie was looking, she waited until we heard foot steps coming to finally kiss me. And I surely did not want to kiss her.

I truly do like Emilie, I don't know how, but I do. Do I want to? I don't know yet. But do I? yes, completely and totally yes.

Now all I have to do is tell Emilie that, and pray that she finds it in her heart to believe me and forgive me.