Author says: This story is mine. You shall however post your requests. I don't expect anyone to take interest in my story. Though you may ^-^ I like it. I hope you will to. Please take SOMETIME to read it
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DISCLAIMER: Obviously I really don't own any of the Harry Potter characters but you might find that there will be characters I have stuck in here to make this more interesting. .....o.O oh and *cough* HP characters belong to the ever so great artist JK Murray ^-^;
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Chapter 5
Draco couldn't look at Harry any longer, with one last look at him he turned and stormed away. He didn't stop or look back when Harry called after Draco.
"W-wait! Malfoy stop! Come Back!", Harry cried but being ignored by Draco.
When Draco arrived in his dorm he flopped onto the bed and stuffed his face into his pillow. "Why? What am I to do now??" Draco kept asking himself over and over again making it harder and harder for him to sleep that night.
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When Draco awoke early the next morning -at about 5:00 a.m- Draco continued wondering the same question, he certainly knew that he couldn't face Potter right away, it would just be to awkward. Draco slumped to the bathroom and splashed water on his cold pale face, trying to get the red stains off of it. Draco sighed, he looked terrible.
Heading down to the Great Hall Draco noticed it was no longer raining outside it was a wonderful day out. Not wanting to be seen, Draco decided to grab some toast and take a walk outdoors.
Circling the Quidditch field Draco thought about the look on Harry's face. It made him want to leave, Harry didn't -of course- have feelings for Draco, it broke his heart, "What was I even thinking? Did I expect him to leave that ... that beautiful, kind girl for-for ME?"
Draco's thoughts were interrupted by hooting owls over head. The post had arrived. Draco's large owl swooped down from the rest of the owls and perched on his shoulder, offering the small package of Draco's usual chocolates from his parents. Draco opened them and headed back to the Slytherin tower.
"What are the chances of Harry seeing me?" Draco asked stomping through the hall way, "And why the hell do I keep worrying? It's really no big deal, if I think about it." Well Draco didn't find Harry in the corridors but he did find that in his dorm beside his bed, was a note written in neat hand writing. Draco picked it up, it said, "Day one, Draco.", it was attacked to a long stem, black rose.
"Who?", thought Draco wondering who gave this to him, "Day one...."
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I know it took long to come up with this chapter VERY sorry,...and I know it isn't much...
R&R
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DISCLAIMER: Obviously I really don't own any of the Harry Potter characters but you might find that there will be characters I have stuck in here to make this more interesting. .....o.O oh and *cough* HP characters belong to the ever so great artist JK Murray ^-^;
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Chapter 5
Draco couldn't look at Harry any longer, with one last look at him he turned and stormed away. He didn't stop or look back when Harry called after Draco.
"W-wait! Malfoy stop! Come Back!", Harry cried but being ignored by Draco.
When Draco arrived in his dorm he flopped onto the bed and stuffed his face into his pillow. "Why? What am I to do now??" Draco kept asking himself over and over again making it harder and harder for him to sleep that night.
***
When Draco awoke early the next morning -at about 5:00 a.m- Draco continued wondering the same question, he certainly knew that he couldn't face Potter right away, it would just be to awkward. Draco slumped to the bathroom and splashed water on his cold pale face, trying to get the red stains off of it. Draco sighed, he looked terrible.
Heading down to the Great Hall Draco noticed it was no longer raining outside it was a wonderful day out. Not wanting to be seen, Draco decided to grab some toast and take a walk outdoors.
Circling the Quidditch field Draco thought about the look on Harry's face. It made him want to leave, Harry didn't -of course- have feelings for Draco, it broke his heart, "What was I even thinking? Did I expect him to leave that ... that beautiful, kind girl for-for ME?"
Draco's thoughts were interrupted by hooting owls over head. The post had arrived. Draco's large owl swooped down from the rest of the owls and perched on his shoulder, offering the small package of Draco's usual chocolates from his parents. Draco opened them and headed back to the Slytherin tower.
"What are the chances of Harry seeing me?" Draco asked stomping through the hall way, "And why the hell do I keep worrying? It's really no big deal, if I think about it." Well Draco didn't find Harry in the corridors but he did find that in his dorm beside his bed, was a note written in neat hand writing. Draco picked it up, it said, "Day one, Draco.", it was attacked to a long stem, black rose.
"Who?", thought Draco wondering who gave this to him, "Day one...."
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I know it took long to come up with this chapter VERY sorry,...and I know it isn't much...
R&R