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A tiny ficlet of Draco's thoughts ... just thought I'd punish him for being such a bastard. Hmpf.

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Sometimes I get so mad. I throw things, I scream, I yell ... like a bloody temper tantrum. I don't know who I'm mad at.

Why do I keep lying?? I know exactly who I'm mad at. Myself.

Damn right I'm mad at myself. I'm such a God damned fool. I hate myself. I lie, I cheat, I taunt, I'm generally nasty. Yep, that's about it. I'm quite the pathetic bastard, though I do have one hell of a silver tongue. (I'm also a touch conceited.)

Of course, that means nothing. Any words I say, I use to be mean. I'll never use them to express happiness, or joy, or kindness, or love.

Isn't that what words are for? Self expression, not worthless humiliation? I always wondered what my purpose in life was. Lord knows I've never done much worth while, or with any regard for the consequences others might suffer. If anything, my enemies suffering the consequences of my actions has always sort of fuelled me on. Why do I put people through that? Why do I put her through that?

Why am I asking? I know why. It's because she's friends with them. Those wretched heroes ... save the world a few times somehow makes you deserve her caring. But of course, they really do deserve her. They're brave and honourable and devoted to her and everyone else they love, unlike me.

I want to tell myself she's not worth it, but I know deep inside that she's always been worth it. I knew it from the start.

No, I'll never speak my adoration for her, never tell her she's beautiful, never whisper in her ear. I'll never tell her how I really feel. I'll always be silent.

I'll just keep lying. I'll just keep denying it. I'll just keep saying what I'm used to, and not what I could. Not what I feel. I'll just keep lying. I'll just keep silent.

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OK, now, who was the girl? It's up to you to guess. ;) By the way, it's not Ginny. I'd never do that, it's sacrilegious against my shipping beliefs. Of course, nearly any Malfoy relationship goes against my shipping beliefs, but I was thinking one night ... how do we know who he's capable of loving? We really don't know much about him. He'd certainly never tell Harry, yet, and therefore he'd never tell us, yet. Anyway, r&r please.