OK, this is having lots of Draco (3) so I hope to get his personality right….
Draco´s POV
There she sat, tears in her eyes. Her was hair messy, her nose red. Despite all that, she looked really cute, defenseless, and tender. It was unbelievable that I wasn´t brave enough to walk towards her. Less to talk to her. Maybe I was a coward after all. I needed to know why she was crying, but I had no experience on comforting people. When Pansy cried, I´d ignore her, leave the room, or tell her to shut up. What was I supposed to say or do?
Maybe I should just walk away before she noticed I was here. No, I couldn´t. Why? I still don´t know, but I couldn't. I knocked the door, just so she could notice that I was around. She turned to me, her eyes were really red. She whipped her tears and stood up, leaving the room. I grabbed her arm to stop her before she left.
-Let me go- she said coldly, pulling my arm off hers.
-Not until you tell me what´s wrong- I answered, trying to get her to look me in the eyes, but she just turned around.
-You´re wrong, and completely out of place- she replied, trying to get off again.
-Yes, you know, blame me, it always helps- I said, smiling, still not letting go. She glared me trying to pull off, again. For me it made sense, anytime I was mad or had problems, blaming others made me feel better.
-It´s actually your fault!- She yelled, seeing through me. Her sweet chocolate eyes had turned black of anger, sadness, and disappointment.
-I could argue that if I actually knew your problem- I answered, letting go. She sat down, and I sat next to her. The Prefect´s bathroom wasn´t a nice place for conversations, but I could put up with that.
-My parents are leaving me here for the Christmas Holiday, just because of my Troll! The Troll you got me! - She yelled furiously, punching my chest.
-I didn´t get you anything, you earned it! - I yelled back, couldn´t she let go off the matter? She remained quiet, as she looked to the floor, making me feel slightly guilty.
-I´m sorry anyway. I said, trying to hold her hand before she moved it, probably because I was trying to hold it.
-For you being such an asshole-I added. When I apologized and tried to hold hands, she should accept and apologize too.
-Enough! There´s no reason for me to actually stand you- she said, standing up and walking to the door. I stood up quickly, following her. Apparently, I had a talent to always screw things up with her. It was her fault, if she didn´t make me that nervous….
-There is a reason-I said quickly, before she left the room. She turned around and whipped her tears, again. Her cheeks were burning, I could tell for their color.
-Oh seriously, which? - She answered upset, crossing her arms. If she only had an idea of how cute, and not threatening, she looked doing that.
-That I care- I simply said, without reasoning it. Was I stupid? Yes I definitively was. You just don´t tell that to someone who hates you, no matter how much you do. They can always answer back something that hurts. She opened her brown eyes wide as plates, and I could see all her anger vanish, being replaced by calm. I immediately looked down, she probably saw me as such a dork…
-Well you could try showing it every now and then- she said, slightly smiling. This was epic; she was smiling, at me. What an adorable creature she was. But not adorable like a puppy, adorable like a ….I don´t know, differently.
- Well, you could make it easier to show- I answered, smiling back.
-And I really am sorry, for everything- I concluded, struggling with those words. They were new for me, and I had no idea how difficult they were to say.
- Apology accepted- she said, smiling widely now. I smiled back, I mean, it was impossible not to.
-I´ll owl your parents and accept my guilt, if that makes you happier- I said.
-That would be nice- she answered putting a lock of her straight brown hair behind her ear. I couldn´t help to wonder if it was as soft as it seemed. It quite probably was.
-Friends then? - I asked stretching my hand, delighted when a soft hand squeezed it back.
- And I´m sorry if our game bothered you - she said, apparently starting to trust me.
-What game?-I asked. Was all this a game for her?
-The Madonna for a day thing- she said smiling. I had forgotten all about that, how foolish I was. Getting mad because a girl was playing rock star? Maybe I just wasn´t in the mood back then, maybe I hadn´t noticed how charming she was.
-Well, maybe if I actually knew who Madonna is it wouldn´t have bothered me that much- I said, shrinking my shoulders.
-OMG! You don´t know who Madonna is?-She said, her eyes wide open. The girl was definitively crazy, nobody knew who that was, right?
-I doubt anyone actually does- I said, raising my eyebrows, provoking her. She frowned and opened her mouth in disapproval.
-Like a Virgin? Vogue? Like a prayer? La isla bonita? Open to your heart? What´s wrong with you?- She started yelling like maniatic, putting her hands in the air. What was wrong with me? She was the one yelling nonsense!
-What are you talking about? - I asked, frowning in laughter, this girl was the craziest one ever. She covered her mouth in surprise, like I´d offended her or something. She looked so cute doing that!
-You´ve never heard Madonna in your life? No surprise you´re such a jerk then! - She said, smiling. What or who the hell was Madonna? And I wasn´t a jerk! At least I wasn´t with her…..anymore.
-No-I answered, waiting for her reaction.
-That sucks for you- she replied, patting my back, it tickled for a minute, and then it felt like sparks. What did she have, that made me feel like this? Even snogging Pansy, I´d never felt like this.
- Anyway, you should, it´s obligatory if you ever want to talk to me ever again- she said, with a serious face.
-Are you for real? - I asked, smiling. She smiled back and laughed. Laughed! 10 points for Draco!
-What´s so funny?- I asked, connecting my eyes with hers, as she smiled widely, wrinkling her nose, did she have a gesture that didn´t look so…cute?(It´s like the 10th time I say, well think that word today, God damn it!)
-You are- she answered, and suddenly I felt happy. Like genuinely happy. Not a "not mad" happy, a real happy.
-Well you´re pretty fun too- I replied, smiling back at her brilliant smile. And I noticed the change in her face. Minutes ago, her face was red, furious, and sad. Not it was pink, smooth, relaxed, and happy, just, beautiful.
- I have to go now – She said, ruining the moment, why and where did she have to go that was better than here? Oh right, we were at the Prefect´s bathroom, I´d forgotten that.
-Bye- was all I managed to say, before she left me there, shocked. I felt in a dream state, and those had been just like 10 minutes. Unforgettable 10 minutes. Well, unforgettable for me, meaningless for her, because except for some occasional hellos, we didn´t speak in the rest of the year. But still, I would stare at her. I would constantly wonder where she was if I didn´t find her in the common room. I would overhear anything Daphne said about her. Because in the end, I cared.
It looks like someone´s in danger of falling in love with someone who isn´t Hermione Granger!I hope you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing. Don´t forget to review!