Drowned In Those Grey Eyes I Hated

I flicked through my photo album, laughing at the occasional picture. I reached the end and started again, from the beginning. I felt so listless, like there was nothing to do, nothing interesting to see, my mind was blank and bored. I couldn't think of anything to do- well…actually I could. I wanted to go and find Scorpius and demand an answer to why I had lain in bed half the night thinking about his lips on mine, and then when I had finally fallen asleep, why had my dreams been filled with noble princes with silver-blonde hair and grey eyes, who swept red-haired princesses up into their arms and kissed them. I wanted to grab him and kiss him to see whether it produced the same reaction from me. I wanted to drown in those grey eyes I hated.

I slammed the photo album shut and threw it down beside me on the bed. I had decided to take a walk to clear my thoughts. Offering some random explanation to Marley, I started off towards the door.

"You're going to look for Scorpius, aren't you?" I stared at my blonde friend weirdly. What was she talking about?

"No," I answered. I was being truthful- right? Her blue eyes were knowing.

"What are you talking about?" I asked her.

"I heard you say his name when I was getting a drink of water in the middle of the night." I gave a dismissive gesture with my hand.

"Oh, that! I was having a weird dream." I sure had been.

"About him?" she grinned. I made a face at her and walked out of the room.

I walked through the cool corridors bathed in the blue twilit glow of the evening. Was Marley right? Was I looking for Scorpius right now? What magic had his lips performed on mine to banish those years of hatred between Slytherins and Gryffindors, Potters and Malfoys? But, I realised, it hadn't only been the kiss, I had always been attracted to Scorpius. I could never look away when the light sparkled in his eyes, when he threw his head back in his wonderful laugh. I had always thought that he just happened to be sitting where my eyes were staring into space, or he just happened to be passing by when I smiled, or it was due to some weird sugar imbalance that I felt so happy when he happened to look my way. I had always thought it was lack of sleep which made me go weak at the knees at the sight of him being charming or helping some little lost Slytherin find her way along in the corridors. But maybe it hadn't been chance or health problems. Maybe-

My thoughts were interrupted by a hand grabbing the back of my shirt and pulling me into a broom cabinet. (Shall I leave off here?? Nah…)

I found I was trapped with two strong arms on either side of me. I tried to push the person away, but it was like trying to push at a wall.

"Who the heck are you?" I burst out in anger.

"Why, weren't you just thinking about me?" asked an amused, deep, - and I had to admit- hot guy's voice. Scorpius.

"No," I replied with put on scorn, glad that the darkness was hiding my blush.

"I knew you were," he said. This time I did feel angry, What an arrogant ass!

"Who the hell do you think you are? You can't just go around pulling random girls into broom closets!"

"Well," Scorpius interrupted, "I wouldn't exactly call you random."

"Just- what?" I faltered. Scorpius repeated what he had just said. Even though something was threatening to overwhelm me, I refused to be lead of the track. I started off again.

"Just because you're strong enough doesn't mean you have the right to-" My rant was silenced by his lips pressing down on mine. The fireworks exploded again, and my heart sent blood through my veins at a terrific rate. I couldn't control it. My arms automatically wrapped themselves around his neck and pulled him closer. His strong hands ran threw my hair. I felt sheer utter bliss. Finally, we broke away, gasping for air.

"Why did you do that?" I asked him, trying, and failing, to sound indignant.

He looked straight into my eyes and said in a perfectly level voice with emotion only creeping in at the corners,

"Because I love you." Oh no, oh no, oh no! I felt faint and had to lean against his chest. Then I looked up at him, and again couldn't stop myself. I kissed him. Behind my closed eyelids, there were swirling pools of silver.

I had truly drowned in those grey eyes I hated.

THE END THE STYLE!

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