Chapter 3

When I walked into the Great Hall the next morning I noticed something unexpected and weird. I saw Draco Malfoy himself staring at me. He was in Harry's year so he was one year older than me and was in none of my classes. I didn't know him very well and I'd only heard bad things about him. He's rude to Harry, Hermione, and all of the Weasley's. I also had to say that he was quite good looking even though I would never admit that to anyone. I ignored it and assumed he was looking at someone behind me so I then sat down at the Gryffindor table next to Harry and Luna.

Throughout the morning and afternoon nothing was out of the ordinary. But in the evening when I was on my way to the Gryffindor common room I noticed Draco standing in the corridor. The Slytherin common rooms are in the dungeon and none of his classes are near the Gryffindor dormitories. I walked past him assuming that he was probably waiting for someone.

"Dawson isn't it? Brielle?" Malfoy asked before I got all the way past him.

I was caught off guard and quickly turned around. "Yes. And you must be Draco Malfoy." I said skeptically. Draco then looked at me in a weird way. It wasn't anger or joy. He was smiling but also looked confused or like he was looking for something in me or waiting for something.

"Yes. I am." Draco replied as I shifted my books in my arms. As I moved them to my other arm I dropped my potions book and a piece of parchment. When I was reaching down to grab them Draco's hand met mine as he grabbed them for me. "Here you go." He said looking straight into my eyes. I paused for a moment returning his stare. Far away his eyes looked almost black, but up close they were a beautiful sea blue color. "Thank you." I replied quickly taking my book and parchment from him. I hurried up to my dormitory and wondered what just happened.

The Draco Malfoy that I just talked to seemed nothing like the stuck up, rude, know-it-all boy everyone says he is. He seemed almost like he was nice or that he cared even.

The next morning on the way to Defense Against the Dark Arts I saw Draco again. He was leaning against a wall and if I hadn't been kind of looking for him I might not have noticed how he was looking directly at me. When I looked over in his direction, he smiled. All he did was smile and it made me blush. His smiles were more of a smirk that anything. I realized then that I kind of liked him. I knew I couldn't because he was a Death Eater's son but I couldn't help it. Not to mention he's a year older, but Harry is a year older than Ginny.

All throughout the day I was thinking about Draco. I had even stated calling him Draco in my head instead of Malfoy. When classes were over I had to ask Ginny for the Transfiguration notes because I wasn't paying the least bit attention.

On the way back to the Gryffindor dormitories I was alone and I walked slowly secretly hoping that I would run into Draco.

When I was almost there, I saw him. Draco was standing against the wall in the way that only he does. "Hi Brielle." he said as he walked towards me. "Hello Draco." I said as I stopped walking. His hair looked more disheveled than it usually does and it looked good. "Have you ever been to the room of requirement?" Draco asked mischievously. "Not recently." I replied with a smile.

After I dropped my books off in my room and started walking down the corridor I saw Draco waiting for me. "What is all this about Draco?" I asked wonderingly. "Why would I tell you?" is all he replied. We walked in silence the rest of the way with me constantly wondering what this was and why it was happening.

"Here we are." Draco said as we entered the room of requirement. We were in the place where everything was hidden. All lost objects are usually found in here. The only thing was, why were we here?

'Draco what's-" is all I got out before he grabbed my waist, pulled me close, and kissed me. It wasn't a quick, soft, sweet, kiss either. It was a sudden, passionate kiss. It was as if he had waiting forever for this moment. After I got over my surprise I realized what was happening. I kissed him back fervently not wanting it to end. When we pulled apart he looked at me almost as if asking something. When I smiled at him he smiled back as if relieved.

"Brielle. I have waited for five years to do that." is what he managed to say after a while.