Ok, no, I do not own Harry Potter or any other characters from the Harry Potter book series.
Okay, first of all, I have a VERY BIG apology to make, and that is to LUIN-LOTE. I am extremely sorry for not mentioning you when I thanked everyone, your review came after I'd already updated the 5th chapter. I'm sorry. Please don't get mad. : (. So, to luin-lote, thanks for the review!
And to Luin-lote again, thanks for the review for the 5th chapter too!
For hersheyhaven, Thank you for call my story a "Great story!" I always hate cliffys too, but I had to, LOL. I was sort of at a writer's block on how to start the chapter, and I had trouble with finding the title until I heard this song and it gave me the greatest idea ever! So thanks for the review!
Next, Deathstryke, I love the evil side of Draco best too, but he will be showing a sensitive aide again, just before the snogging session begins, LOL, but he'll be showing a bit of his evil side in the beginning of this chapter too. It's quite romantic, actually . . . in my opinion. Thanks for the review and great comments!
Next, Agent 0069, thanks for the Anne Rice ideas. : ) Yeah . . . don't worry, Draco will sort of tell Harry his feelings in this chapter, I mean, after all, they will be kissing. LOL. Thanks for the review!
Next, for Naynymic, no...Draco WILL be showing a bit of his evil side in this chapter, but no, he will not treat Harry bad. He loves him too much, he will show a sensitive spot to Harry, but to Harry only. Kissing and dialogue is in this chapter just like you wanted! Thanks for the review!
To Tsuyuno, I love fluffy stories too! Thanks for the lovely review!
To Vici0usRebL, thank you for the review! I like how you let the sentence go on with the " . . . "
To: HogwartsSaiyajin I don't exactly understand what you mean, but thanks for the review anyway!
To Heat Wave on Ice: Thanks for the comment! Actually, I kind of do like torturing Draco, but not because of Draco, it's because I like to write things with a lot of emotion and angst. LOL. But I love Draco too much so I let him live. ;-) And as for your name, I can't actually think of anything that comes to mind except seeing a red wave of heat racing across a smooth icy path. It reminds me of this Japanese show called Yu-Yu-Hakusho. I think it's really cool. Well, thanks for the review!
And last, but most certainly not least,
least, to my faithful Beta who has come back, menecarkawan, thanks you very much for the review! It means a lot to me!
Now, onto the story.
Chapter 5: Have you ever been so in love?
"5 points from Gryffindor, Mr.Weasley!"
I sneered as Snape deducted points from Gryffindor for his stupid mistakes. It felt good to be my mean self again. I chuckled to myself as the weasel groaned in annoyance and then smirked quite evilly as Snape yelled, "And detention for you rudeness!"
I saw Har- no, Potter, it was now back to Potter again. I decided there was no point in calling him Harry if I wouldn't be able to call him that in real life.
Well, as I was saying, I saw Potter mouth the word, "Sorry" to his friend in sympathy.
I glared daggers at him before hearing Snape say, "And a further five points from Gryffindor for showing sympathy to wrongdoer."
I had to force myself to chuckle along with the other Slytherins as Har- Potter turned red in the face from embarrassment and quickly looked down at the floor to prevent further punishment from the potion's teacher.
Whether I wanted to admit it or not, I still fancied him. I still felt a great desire for him.
I wanted to hold him in my arms and be with him forever, but the fact was, that wasn't what he wanted, and I didn't want to be with him if I was going to have to force him.
I wanted him to love me back freely.
But that was never going to happen.
The class ended and I began to walk into the door, when, as always, I bumped into Harry. I stared for a fraction of a second at his eyes, but quickly averted my gaze to a different spot on his face and glared.
I could tell he wanted to snarl something nasty at me, but I wasn't going to stand back and let him treat me like a rag doll. I was going to stand up! I was going to take a stand and fight back!
I mean, I'm a Malfoy for goodness' sake!
Just as he opened his mouth to say something, I scowled and said, " Watch it Potter! If you ever bump into me again, I swear I'll hex you so bad, your ancestors will feel the pain!"
Ha-Potter stared at me a bit shocked, which made me smirk.
I was getting the upper-hand on things again.
Being quite satisfied with myself, I turned to walk to my next class, when I felt a hand grab my shoulder and pool me back.
"Potter! I told you- oh. It's you, Weasel. What do you want?" I snarled out at him.
"You can't hex Harry! He's too strong for you! I'd like to see you even try! So unless you want to get the beating of your life today, I suggest you take your words back!"
I chuckled aloud and said, "My, my Weasel. In that, you are very wrong. Harry may be 'powerful' but he is most certainly NOT 'strong.' I could beat him up while blindfolded and having one hand tied behind my back," I announced, quite casually.
"Yeah right!" the Weasel scoffed out.
I glared daggers at him.
"Go on then, you and Harry. Why don't you fight, fist-to-fist, right now?!" he urged.
This wasn't what I had been expecting.
Although I was still trying to get over Harry, I didn't want to have to hurt him. I'd never be able to forgive myself, but I couldn't lose and let him win either. That would ruin my reputation!
Imagine, Ha- Potter, a boy with a very thin form, with not much of a muscular tone, who was about a head shorter than I, beating me, Draco Malfoy, a boy of 5' 8" with a muscular, thin form! (But not as thin as H-Potter's, which looked malnourished!)
It would be the ultimate humiliation!
But just as I had lost all hope, the mudblood saved my life . . . sort of.
"RON, no! Just stop this! Come on you two! Just walk away! You don't honestly want to lose Gryffindor any MORE points, now do you!?"
Ron gave a growl and slowly and very reluctantly backed away from me a bit. Harry was looking as though he'd just won the National Quidditch Cup. But why wouldn't he? He knew that I'd have been able to beat him up easily.
I heard him give a small sigh of relief and couldn't help the chuckle that escaped.
Just as I thought everything was over, the Weasel opened his big mouth again. "Fine then! We won't fight here! Tonight, midnight! In the trophy room! You vs. Harry! You'll beat him, right Harry!?"
Ha-Potter, was looking as though they'd just old him he'd have to live the rest of his life surrounded by trolls. He looked extremely fearful, and said, with apprehension oozing from his voice, "Ron, m-maybe Hermione's right. M-m-maybe we should j-ju-just forget about it. I mean, we'll g-get into trouble." As he finished, he gulped quite noticeably.
Ron looked amazed and shocked, both at once. "Don't tell me you're backing down Harry! C'mon! Don't you want to beat Malfoy!?"
"W-well actually," Har-Potter began, and I could feel myself filling with hope that he'd shout out 'I don't want to harm Draco! I love him!' but, as I knew he wouldn't he said, instead, " It's just that, I don't really feel like getting bloodied up today. You and I both know that I could never take him.
"Besides, this is your fight, not mine. I don't want to have anything to do with this. I appreciate you defending me, Ron, but this is your battle. Why don't you fight him?"
At this, the Weasel looked simply outraged.
He looked so murderous it was actually quite hilarious and I had to stop myself from laughing aloud, as it was a very un-malfoyish thing to do.
"But . . . but Harry! How can you just let him say those things to you!?"
E looked the mudblood for support but all she gave him was a look that said ' you're the one that started this whole mess, you're the one who's going to have to clean it.'
"Listen, Ron, I've been pretty mean to him for no reason too and he never fought back, so now we're even. Just drop it already. Okay?" (A/N I know this is very out of character for Harry, but I sort of have to make my story go like this. I hope it doesn't bother you to much.)
"Fine! Whatever!" yelled the Weasel, and he stormed off.
"Oh. I'll go get him Harry," The mudblood said. "Don't worry, he'll calm down, but I think what you did was very mature."
She gave H-Potter a brief smile which Potter, (see, I'm getting the hang of calling him Potter) replied with a weak, bashful smile.
I turned to Harry. (Okay, you can just forget that last statement. I'm not getting the hang of calling him Potter.)
"Err . . . " he began.
"This doesn't mean we're friends, potter! I hope you're not expecting me to thank you, because if you are, then you'll be waiting for a lifetime because I'd never thank you for anything!" I snarled out.
Right after I'd finished saying these words, I'd wished I could take them all back.
I had been so hurried, just trying to make sure that I was meaner to Harry that I'd missed the look he'd been giving me. It was a smile and I was sure he was planning and trying to have a normal conversation and apologizing for being so mean to me lately, but I had thrown it all away.
Just as the words had come out of my mouth, his face fell into a hurt, sorrowful look. And I saw the look in his eyes, that familiar look that I had held in my eyes when I had found out I was not his true love.
That feeling was the worst feeling in the world(and I would know from person experience) and I had just made Harry feel it! I didn't care if I called him Harry at that moment, all I cared about was trying to make him feel better!
I had to!
I didn't want him to suffer what I had to suffer for days on end, but just as I was about to open my mouth to apologize, Harry stuttered, "I-I-I have t-t-to er . . . go." His voice had cracked as though he was about to cry, and I saw his eyes water, and could tell that if he tried to speak again, he would most definitely begin to cry.
He gulped and as I tried to grab for his arm to pull him back, he strode off out of reach.
I couldn't believe what I had done to him.
I couldn't believe myself . . . I just couldn't. . . anything.
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When it was time for dinner, I skipped it, feeling tired, and headed to the Head Boy Bathroom to soak in the Bath and rethink everything that had happened today.
I had a bathroom of my own in my Head boy dorm, of course, but it wasn't as luxurious as this bathroom.
There are two Head bathrooms. One for all four of the head Boys and another for all four of the Head Girls.
It isn't really a big deal, since the two people are of the same sex.
For prefects, it was the same.
One of the other reasons I skipped dinner was because I didn't want to accidently bump into Harry anymore. I didn't want to have to see his hurt eyes again.
I whispered the password and entered.
The door opened soundlessly and I stepped in, not making any noise with my bare feet, my bathrobe billowing silently behind me.
As I walked in, I heard a muffled sound and then soft sobs. It sounded as though someone was crying. I quickly stepped back to hide myself behind the statue of the wizard holding his wand up high, which held the source of light from the tip of his wand, which emanated brightly around the room.
I stuck my head out a bit to see who it was that was crying and saw black, unruly hair. I knew it was Harry at that moment!
It was torture, watching Harry sob so sadly.
He was wearing a black bathrobe outlined with a shade of dark green, resting against his small form, very beautifully outlining his body and showing the small and few muscular parts of his body that he had. He was hunched over the sink, holding his face in his hands, just sobbing his heart out.
His shadow silhouetted sorrowfully across the Bathroom wall.
I couldn't help it, I slowly walked over to him and asked, "Are you all right?"
He jumped up and whirled around to face me. He looked horror-stricken for a moment before his face just grew even more depressed and he groaned out, "It's you."
"What?" I asked, quite puzzled.
He didn't try to stop himself from crying, but just backed away from me a bit, not from fear, but just because he needed air, he didn't want to be in a small space trapped between me and the sink behind him.
He back up against the wall to the right of the sink and said, "It's you. Why d-does it h-h-have to be y-you. I knew it though, *sniff* I knew it all along, I just d-d-didn't want to a-admit it."
He took in a breath and wiped away some of the tears covering his face, but it was all in vien. More tears just rolled down as he began to speak again.
"It was t-too m-m-much for m-me, and I w-wasn't *sniff* prepared t-to g-g-give it away if it w-wasn't going to b-b-be re-returned. And I knew it w-w-wasn't going to b-be r-returned."
He stopped to take in a few breaths of air, then slid down the wall into a sitting position on the floor and I took this opportunity to ask him, "You weren't prepared to give what? What did you want returned?"
"Don't you get it!?" he yelled out at me in clear frustration.
I stared at him with bewilderment. What had he been trying to say? What didn't I get?
"Oh my goodness. You are so stupid!" I felt hurt . . . really hurt. And then I had felt angry. Here I was, trying to help him and he was calling me stupid, and just as I was about to say something nasty to him, he stopped me, and I felt all the anger and hurt shoot right out of me to be replaced by happiness in the happiest moment of my entire life.
"Don't you get it yet, Draco?" He had used my first name. "I- I love you! All right!? I love you! I've loved you since the first day at Hogwarts when you offered your friendship! I wanted to be your friend but Ron had told me not to!
" I was new and he was my only friend! I didn't want to lose him so I refused your offer! I was stupid and I've regretted turning your offer down ever since! I'm sorry, all right!?
" I wish I had accepted, but I never truly admitted to myself that I had these feelings for you. I always denied them! " He was no longer stuttering, just letting all his anger, regret, and frustration out.
"When I took the Lotrution potion, it had confirmed for sure that you were the my true love. I just couldn't believe it and even if I could have, I didn't want to! I knew you would never return my love if I gave it to you.
" I lied to my friends about who my true love was. I told them the Lotrution potion told me it was some girl named Emily. I lied to them because they might hate me if I tell them the truth!
"You already know how much Ron hates you!
"All these days I've been mean to you it's because I've just been hoping that you'll get angry enough to say something really mean and make me hate you! Now though, when you finally said it, instead of angering me, it just made me feel worse!
" I love you even with all the bad things you say to me! I love you no matter what! And I hate the fact that there is nothing I can do about it!
"Maybe we could have been friends! Maybe we could have been closer..Maybe . . . we could have been lovers," He whispered the last word so low that I barely heard him.
Just as I smiled and was about to tell him just how I felt he quickly stood up and said, "But none of that matters now! It's too late! You hate me and that's the way it's always goin-"
That was it! I couldn't take it anymore! I wasn't going to let Harry walk away from me again!
I wanted him and I wasn't going to lose him!
Before I knew what I was doing, I leaned down and gently pressed my lips against his.
I'd kept my eyes open to see his reaction and I saw his eyes open wide in shock. He was trembling beneath me and I felt that he was going to push me away, but just then, he closed his eyes and I felt his knees buckle.
I smiled into the kiss with so much happiness as I quickly grabbed him before he could fall from his weak knees and continued the kiss.
He wasn't fighting the kiss and I could tell he was enjoying it, but I still felt terrible that he wasn't kissing me back.
Was he still afraid? After all this? After me kissing him and using all my bravery to not pull away, was he still sacred that I wouldn't return his love?
I pulled away, wanting to make him feel more secure and whispered in his ear, "The lotrution potion told me you were my true love too."
I could feel him stop trembling beneath me and when I looked back into his eyes, he grabbed my face and pulled me down into another kiss, this one with more passion than the last, and he was the one in control of the kiss, and I happily kissed him back.
I licked his lips, begging for entrance and he, amazingly enough, allowed me to slip my tongue into his mouth.
I could taste apples . . . green apples, just the same way he smelled. He tasted and smelled like green apples. Just like I tasted and smelled like vanilla as he's told me before. (A/N remember that this is the future Draco telling you about his past)
And in that moment, all of time froze, continuing with just that one moment. Nothing else was happening in the world except me and Harry, here, together.
I felt so . . . so . . . well, . . . let me put it this way . . .
Have you ever been so in love?
So in love that you feel like you've sprouted wings and can just fly away to the heavens?
Have you ever been so in love that you feel like your heart is swelling up with so many miniature hearts and butterflies just begging to be let out that you might explode?
Have you ever been so in love that you just feel as though nothing could ever ruin the moment that you are having with the love fo your life?
Where nothing else matters nor exists any more except for you and your love, together, forever, sharing your happiness together?
... I have.
... Have you ever been so in love?
xoxo Spideria xoxo
SPECIAL NOT: THIS IS NOT THE END OF THE STORY! THERE ARE MORE CHAPTERS TO COME!
A/N Okay, well, wow! I think that was in fact the longest chapter I have ever written! I really hope you guys enjoyed it! I worked really hard on it! I have the idea for my next chapter by the inspiration of one of my reviews. I won't tell you who's just yet. In the next chapter (if I get a lot of reviews) I will tell you whom gave me the inspiration and hopefully, the next chapter will be very long too. So please you guys, I got many reviews for the last chapter (which was short) so I am really, really hoping for maybe even more reviews if my chapter is good enough. I hope I was okay with the romance, I really love to read romance...so I'm hoping that I'm just really hoping that I'm good at writing romance too. I really enjoy romantic things! Please let me know in your reviews if you thought the chapter was romantic enough or not. If not, then I will try my best to make the future chapters more romantic! Thank you!
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