Disclaimer: Everything belongs to J.K. Rowling, God I envy her

An apology

Sorry, I did use a bit too many A/Ns in the last chapter, but it's jus I've read some stories where it's been difficult to follow and I criticise myself and think other people wont be able to understand me. I didn't realise he wouldn't play football; see I don't think like J.K Rowling. I'll edit that once I get back home. See I'm writing on my uncle's computer. Thanks for pointing that out! But maybe I'll do something about that. A little something about the game football being a magical game somehow. And I can't help using slang like that I'm sorry. I'll try not to, like I told you, I'm just a sad stupid little English girl. Let's get on with the story yeah!?

CHAPTER 2

"Don't be stupid Ginny, you can't be in love" Emily stared at her.

"There's no other way I could feel Em," Ginny said.

"With who?" Emily asked her, but she needn't have, following Ginny's gaze she saw her looking at Draco Malfoy. They were playing 'football' this was deprived from the muggle game; the boys were riding Hugglebacks, a squat sort of horse with big feet. They - the boys - carried sticks with big bulges at the end which looked rather like a foot which they used to hit the ball with, which was magic so it zoomed about avoiding being hit by the ball which meant they had to be skilled riders.

Emily shook her head. "You have no idea do you Ginny?" she asked her sympathetically, "he's a fucking Slytherin, why do you want to fancy a Slytherin? For God's sake Ginny get a hold of yourself!"

"Stop it Emily! I can't help how I feel! He may not be the nicest boy in the world but he's the buffest!" The Red-head flounced and stormed off into the castle, the sea of read hair floating behind her. Emily sighed, tucked a strand of loose hair behind her ear and followed Ginny.

                                  *~*~*~*~A couple of days later*~*~*~*~*

The blond boy walked slowly, it was like a dream. Every footstep seemed to take an age, but everything was going so fast. The whole of the Great Hall was dark, and his footsteps echoed a thousand times around the space.

Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet but I can't have you

That was what had been written in the card he'd received earlier that day. It was a cold day so after playing a bit of chess with Crabbe and Goyle he'd gone off to his room, and there on his bedside cabinet was an envelope. It was pink with little silver hearts on, at first he thought it was one of Pansy's stupid love letters, but when he opened it there was a card inside. The picture on the front was moving of course and it showed a girl and a boy kissing. All around them were party poppers and streamers exploding, but he could see the anxiousness in the two peoples eyes. He opened the card and the smell of roses wafted out, a love tune gently played, it had magically made to play a song, he's not heard it before. In elaborate handwriting, in silver ink where the words:

Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet but I can't have you

Delicately at the bottom the words Great Hall, tonight midnight were printed. Draco shut the card swiftly and suddenly. Someone liked him? That can't be? I try my best to be hateful and nasty to people, how can someone like me? I'm not going to meet them. Never. Not in a million years!!!

But here he found himself slowly walking towards the end of the Great Hall. It was not quite midnight and he was beginning to wish he'd never come. Then as a clock somewhere stuck midnight, a hooded person entered the Great Hall, she – he hoped it was a she – moved with grace. She had very pale skin underneath the hood, she noticed Draco and sped up to meet him.

"I got your card!" He called

"Ssh!" she hissed raising a delicate finger to her mouth, Draco nodded, "good" she whispered.

"Can I see your face?" He asked. She hesitated, then she reached up and took hold of the hood, Draco's heart skipped a beat. Butterflies began fluttering in his stomach.

As the hood fell down waves of long blonde hair fell about the girl's shoulders. Draco's stomach lurched.

"Knives?" he asked. The girl shifted her gaze, "you like me?"

"No!" she whispered. "No. But I did send the card,"

"I don't get it?"

"How come you're not insulting me?" The blonde girl asked quizzically.

"I'm too shocked to think any decent insults, so you're lucky!" Draco croaked, hardly able to speak, "so why are you here?"

"Look. I'm here because one of my friends is madly in love with you! I can't tell you her name. But just listen to me, I don't like you, I sent that on orders from her, but she didn't know about the bit at the bottom I added that. I had a speech all ready for me to say and I've forgotten every bit of it!" the girl laughed uneasily.

"It's OK," Draco moved in towards the girl, he smiled at her, weird he never smiled! He felt the blonde girl stiffen.

"Move backwards Malfoy," she spat. Draco obediently moved back a step, " I don't like, let me get that straight to you know. I'm a year younger than you, and I have bigger fish to fry!" Draco raised an eyebrow, "It's a muggle term, learnt it off my mate… Not the one who loves you!" she cried seeing the look of disgust spread across his face. Then her expression softened. "Why do you hate?"

Draco looked up and laughed, it was a sneery sort of laugh, "you wanna know why? Cos I don't want to get close to people. I can't get close to people, any one I do I always end up ruining things. I think that if I'm horrible to people they wont get close to me and I wont ruin things. For God's sake I can't even get close to my fucking father!" Draco sat down on a chair that had been pushed to the side of the room and buried his face in his hands, "I don't mean to. I hardly spend any time with my dad. I can't! So I try to act like him! I don't mean to!!! It's not fair! I wish people could see me for what I really am!"

"What are you really like?" the blonde girl asked gently touching his hand. Draco looked up, took hold of her hand and brought her face down to level with his and kissed her. It was a soft, gentle kiss that you wouldn't expect from a Malfoy. And the odd thing was, the blonde girl found herself kissing him back. They sat there for a while kissing, then the blonde girl pulled away.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" She yelled as quietly as she could.

"Showing you the real me. You did ask!" Draco replied.

"Malfoy! I didn't mean like that! Look, you've ruined everything………Does this mean you…like…me?" she asked tentatively.

Draco smiled, "it means whatever you want it to believe," he replied.

"I want it to mean nothing. It's just you being stupid and annoying and all Malfoyish!"

"OK, yeah, that's what it meant," Draco said shrugging.

"So what? I'm just your little toy you can kiss and it doesn't mean anything. Well that's lovely!" the blonde girl flung her hands in the air.

"You said it,"

"You didn't have to agree with it,"

"I'll agree with whatever you say,"

"I think it means you have feelings for me,"

"Then that's what it is…Do you for me?"

"Yes. No. Maybe? I don't know Malfoy. Look you're confusing me,"

"Draco. Please, call me Draco." Draco said.

"Draco…" The name sounded strange on her lips, she said it again "Draco…"

"It's latin for Dragon. I'll give you time to think," he cupped her chin so she could look right into his cold grey eyes. He was very tall. He kissed her again, a romantic subtle kiss on the lips. The blonde girl closed her eyes and sighed.

"Goodbye M-…Draco," she said.

"Goodnight Knives,"

"Please call me Emily,"

"Goodnight Emily," Draco said and they parted. As the blonde girl climbed the steps to Gryffindor common she smiled to herself. Waiting at the top of the steps sat a girl she was clinging to herself and rocking back and forth. She looked pale and cold and though it was dark the bright red hair was visible. The girl looked up.

"I saw you and him…in there. How could you Emily? How could you?"……….

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