He leans in and I think he's going to kiss me. Scrap that. I KNOW he's going to kiss me. Maybe this has all been just a massive blip on the sonogram and he actually is still head over heels in love with me. Then he does the unexpected. I feel it before I can register what is actually occurring. He slaps me so hard, I want to cry.
"YOU FREAKING CON ARTIST! YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD JUST LEAD ME ON LIKE THIS, BUT GODAMN NO YOU CANNOT!" Draco shouts, then strides away quickly so I can't get the final word.
I wander aimlessly around the common room. I check my chronograph. It's only 11:30 am. I should really be attending classes and if I act now, I can probably still make Potions, I mean I really should get my butt in there as I haven't exactly gotten a very good start with Snape.
I walk in surprisingly on time, and I feel like everyone is staring at me. No one smiles at me, some roll their eyes, no one has seen me for three days straight, they probably think I'm some crazed wild child who can't follow rules, but that couldn't be further from the truth. I feel like I should've been placed in a nicer house, that's where I belong, but I know Slytherin is better for me in the long run.
Suddenly Draco walks in. My god, I could honestly stare at that gorgeous boy all day long, but I know he's know longer mine and I'm Ophelia Lestrange.
I sit there in absolute silence until the class is over. I decide to not go to lunch as I honestly can't face anyone right now.
I lie down on my bed in the dormitories and I hear a knock on the door. I open it, and standing there is...