I covertly watch the doorway from my table, while ignoring Draco rambling on about some important story of his. Waiting for her to show up and eventually she would make an appearance, I would just have to wait until then.

I sigh and look down at my goblet, I whirled the water in my cup like a mini vortex, when a chilling memory sprang forward from the locked vault in my mind.

(Flashback)

A warm sensual tingling sensation spread from her lips raising my body heat to an unbearable degree. It felt so good, there was no way I could feel afraid.

But what happened next changed my views on fear entirely.

Her skin felt so smooth and so absolutely perfect against mine.

Then everything was gone in a flash, everything felt icy and sharp. My neck throbbed with pain. I felt as if I was falling, that numbness before you hit the ground. I felt drained and tired, my eyes slipped closed on their own. My breathing grew irregular and sporadic, the time between each desperate breath stretched unbearably, it felt like my lungs were being stabbed with daggers of ice. Till I let out one last breath and went limp.

I remember none of what happened next till morning and then it was already too late….

(End flashback)

I snapped out of my daze when my goblet was knocked over. I watched numbly as the water ran across the table and drenched some first year's robes. I looked up from the mess and found Hermione already seated at her table. The sight of Hermione was oddly comforting; I shook my head, What am I thinking? She's a girl of Christ's sake. Even if she somehow feels the same, there's no way a relationship could work between us. There's too much against us already to even be friends!

A/n Sorry its so short guys, but I just wanted to get this posted so you all could read it. I'd like to say thanks to those of you who have read and reviewed my fic, Thank you.

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