Draco awoke with a start and sat straight up in his bed. He was soaked in
sweat from head to toe and was breathing heavily. His head was throbbing.
He just had a terrible dream.
Draco was swirling through the air on his broomstick. He scanned the air for a glint of gold. At that moment, he was in the middle of a Quiddich match: Slytherin versus Gryfindor.
"Slytherin is up by ten but Gryfindor is looking good!" Lee Jordan cried. Draco swirled around as Slytherin scored a point. Draco looked out if the corner of his eye and spotted Harry. He was going to insult him until he noticed Harry's face. He was staring down with a look of fear and shock on his face. Draco felt a sudden cold come across his body. There no warmth left in his body. All of his worst fears came to mind. He had no good memories left. Draco turned and met Harry's stare. A dozen dementors had walked on to the field. All Draco could hear was raspy breathing from the dementors. He felt his broomstick plunge straight towards the ground. He tried to control his broomstick but he felt like he was being controlled. Within a matter of seconds, Draco met the ground with a crack. His broomstick split into two and he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder and back. The pain was unbearable. Draco fell into darkness .
Draco turned to his side and looked and glanced at the alarm clock. It read 5:30 am. He groaned and stepped out of bed. Draco knew he wouldn't fall back to sleep so he walked out of the dormitories and headed toward the Slytherin bathroom so he could shower. When Draco finished his shower he pulled on a white beater and a pair of faded jeans. He looked at himself in the mirror. He saw his baby blue eyes staring back at him. His short, shaggy, bleach blond hair, which he no longer combed back and gelled, stood up in all different directions. He ran his hand through his hair in attempt to straighten it. Then he smoothed out his white beater so his muscles showed through. Then he walked out of the Slytherin common room and down to the hall.
He wandered around the hallways thinking about things that weighed heavily upon his mind: pressure from his father to do well in school, his mysterious dream, Ginny kissing Harry, and Esme. He decided to head to the Great Hall and wait until breakfast was served. He looked at his watch. It read 7:06. When he arrived at the Great Hall no one was there. The Hall was dark except for a faint glow from a few candles floating around the ceiling. Draco sat at the Slytherin table and let his mind wander. Students started to file in the Great Hall and take their seats. Breakfast appeared on the golden plates. Draco helped himself to some sausage and eggs. Abruptly, he felt a hand on his shoulder. Draco jumped and flailed around.
"Oh, sorry, erm, I heard Slytherins and Gryffindors have potions together, do you know where it is?" Esme asked. "I'm new, we met, remember?"
Draco stared dumbfounded and then finally replied, "Err, yea, um, it's with Professor Snape in the dungeons. When you goon out of the Great Hall, turn left and walk until you meet a staircase. Walk down the stairs and turn right. I can show you where it is right now if you'd like."
"That's okay, I have to meet Harry, Ron, and Hermione, but thanks anyway. Your name, is it Draco?"
"Yeah."
"Okay, see you around," Esme said. She turned and headed out of the Great Hall. Draco sunk in his seat and pounded his head in his hands. 'I can't believe she's friends with Harry, Ron, and Hermoine!' he exclaimed to himself. He felt empty. He knew he was falling for her but she was out of reach, even for him. But why would she ask him for directions if she could have asked Harry or Hermoine? He slammed his hands down on the table and stood up quickly. He walked out of the Great Hall and to the Slytherin common room to change into his robes for his first day of class.
Pansy Parkinson and Blaise Zambini escorted Draco to his first class of the day, Potions. When they reached the dungeons, Pansy and Blaise continued to talk to him. He lost interest and looked around for Esme. He spotted her in the back of the room talking to the Dream Team, Harry, Ron, and Hermoine. Draco shook his head as Professor Snape entered the classroom. Class went by fast; Snape would not stop breathing down Harry's back. Snape ended up giving Harry a detention and taking 15 points off from Gryfindor. That cheered Draco up a little.
The rest of the day went all right. He didn't get much homework. However, in the back of his mind the thought of Esme troubled him. He was filled with jealousy. At eh end of the day, Draco headed up the dormitories and wrote a not to Esme. It said, 'Hey, I was wondering if you would meet me in the library tomorrow at 8. I can't stop thinking about you and I need to talk about you. Draco." Draco read it over and tied it to his handsome brown owl, Pluto. He opened the window and sent the owl to deliver the owl to Esme. Draco changed into his pajamas and crawled into bed. He fell asleep quickly and dreamt about kissing Esme's soft lips.
Draco awoke to find Pluto nibbling his nose. He pushed Pluto off and found a note tied to his leg. Draco untied it and unfolded it. It read, "Draco, I'm sorry but I have plans already. Maybe another time. Esme." Draco sighed and fell into a bad mood.
The week pasted slowly, but Draco survived it. Quidditch practice started this afternoon so Draco dressed himself in his green robes and left with his broomstick in hand. Flint, the captain for the Slytherin team, was waiting for the team on the quidditch field. When they all arrived, Flint lectured them and ran a strategy across the team.
"Now, I think we should start our practice with a short scrimmage," Flint said as he released the snitch and bulgers. He split the team into two and said, "Get ready, and go!"
The team pushed off the ground and rushed into the air. Draco flew high in the air, feeling the cool air rush against his face. Draco stopped in the air and looked for the snitch. Draco spotted two figures walking across the grounds. Draco squinted and noticed that the two people were Harry and Esme! Draco raised his eyebrows and swerved closer to the ground se he could eavesdrop. Harry leaned toward Esme and softly kissed her on the lips. He put his hand in her long dark hair and deepened the kiss. Draco's heart sunk.
"Draco, the snitch is right next to you!" Flint yelled. "Snap out of it!"
A/N: Sorry about making these first two chapters kinda boring but I had to introduce the story and stuff. But trust me it'll get better. I have it all in my head! Thanks a lot for the previous reviews (Even though I only got 3). And thanks to dreamoftf for helping me think of ideas! lol! PLEASE keep read and reviewing. Tell me what you think should happen!
Draco was swirling through the air on his broomstick. He scanned the air for a glint of gold. At that moment, he was in the middle of a Quiddich match: Slytherin versus Gryfindor.
"Slytherin is up by ten but Gryfindor is looking good!" Lee Jordan cried. Draco swirled around as Slytherin scored a point. Draco looked out if the corner of his eye and spotted Harry. He was going to insult him until he noticed Harry's face. He was staring down with a look of fear and shock on his face. Draco felt a sudden cold come across his body. There no warmth left in his body. All of his worst fears came to mind. He had no good memories left. Draco turned and met Harry's stare. A dozen dementors had walked on to the field. All Draco could hear was raspy breathing from the dementors. He felt his broomstick plunge straight towards the ground. He tried to control his broomstick but he felt like he was being controlled. Within a matter of seconds, Draco met the ground with a crack. His broomstick split into two and he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder and back. The pain was unbearable. Draco fell into darkness .
Draco turned to his side and looked and glanced at the alarm clock. It read 5:30 am. He groaned and stepped out of bed. Draco knew he wouldn't fall back to sleep so he walked out of the dormitories and headed toward the Slytherin bathroom so he could shower. When Draco finished his shower he pulled on a white beater and a pair of faded jeans. He looked at himself in the mirror. He saw his baby blue eyes staring back at him. His short, shaggy, bleach blond hair, which he no longer combed back and gelled, stood up in all different directions. He ran his hand through his hair in attempt to straighten it. Then he smoothed out his white beater so his muscles showed through. Then he walked out of the Slytherin common room and down to the hall.
He wandered around the hallways thinking about things that weighed heavily upon his mind: pressure from his father to do well in school, his mysterious dream, Ginny kissing Harry, and Esme. He decided to head to the Great Hall and wait until breakfast was served. He looked at his watch. It read 7:06. When he arrived at the Great Hall no one was there. The Hall was dark except for a faint glow from a few candles floating around the ceiling. Draco sat at the Slytherin table and let his mind wander. Students started to file in the Great Hall and take their seats. Breakfast appeared on the golden plates. Draco helped himself to some sausage and eggs. Abruptly, he felt a hand on his shoulder. Draco jumped and flailed around.
"Oh, sorry, erm, I heard Slytherins and Gryffindors have potions together, do you know where it is?" Esme asked. "I'm new, we met, remember?"
Draco stared dumbfounded and then finally replied, "Err, yea, um, it's with Professor Snape in the dungeons. When you goon out of the Great Hall, turn left and walk until you meet a staircase. Walk down the stairs and turn right. I can show you where it is right now if you'd like."
"That's okay, I have to meet Harry, Ron, and Hermione, but thanks anyway. Your name, is it Draco?"
"Yeah."
"Okay, see you around," Esme said. She turned and headed out of the Great Hall. Draco sunk in his seat and pounded his head in his hands. 'I can't believe she's friends with Harry, Ron, and Hermoine!' he exclaimed to himself. He felt empty. He knew he was falling for her but she was out of reach, even for him. But why would she ask him for directions if she could have asked Harry or Hermoine? He slammed his hands down on the table and stood up quickly. He walked out of the Great Hall and to the Slytherin common room to change into his robes for his first day of class.
Pansy Parkinson and Blaise Zambini escorted Draco to his first class of the day, Potions. When they reached the dungeons, Pansy and Blaise continued to talk to him. He lost interest and looked around for Esme. He spotted her in the back of the room talking to the Dream Team, Harry, Ron, and Hermoine. Draco shook his head as Professor Snape entered the classroom. Class went by fast; Snape would not stop breathing down Harry's back. Snape ended up giving Harry a detention and taking 15 points off from Gryfindor. That cheered Draco up a little.
The rest of the day went all right. He didn't get much homework. However, in the back of his mind the thought of Esme troubled him. He was filled with jealousy. At eh end of the day, Draco headed up the dormitories and wrote a not to Esme. It said, 'Hey, I was wondering if you would meet me in the library tomorrow at 8. I can't stop thinking about you and I need to talk about you. Draco." Draco read it over and tied it to his handsome brown owl, Pluto. He opened the window and sent the owl to deliver the owl to Esme. Draco changed into his pajamas and crawled into bed. He fell asleep quickly and dreamt about kissing Esme's soft lips.
Draco awoke to find Pluto nibbling his nose. He pushed Pluto off and found a note tied to his leg. Draco untied it and unfolded it. It read, "Draco, I'm sorry but I have plans already. Maybe another time. Esme." Draco sighed and fell into a bad mood.
The week pasted slowly, but Draco survived it. Quidditch practice started this afternoon so Draco dressed himself in his green robes and left with his broomstick in hand. Flint, the captain for the Slytherin team, was waiting for the team on the quidditch field. When they all arrived, Flint lectured them and ran a strategy across the team.
"Now, I think we should start our practice with a short scrimmage," Flint said as he released the snitch and bulgers. He split the team into two and said, "Get ready, and go!"
The team pushed off the ground and rushed into the air. Draco flew high in the air, feeling the cool air rush against his face. Draco stopped in the air and looked for the snitch. Draco spotted two figures walking across the grounds. Draco squinted and noticed that the two people were Harry and Esme! Draco raised his eyebrows and swerved closer to the ground se he could eavesdrop. Harry leaned toward Esme and softly kissed her on the lips. He put his hand in her long dark hair and deepened the kiss. Draco's heart sunk.
"Draco, the snitch is right next to you!" Flint yelled. "Snap out of it!"
A/N: Sorry about making these first two chapters kinda boring but I had to introduce the story and stuff. But trust me it'll get better. I have it all in my head! Thanks a lot for the previous reviews (Even though I only got 3). And thanks to dreamoftf for helping me think of ideas! lol! PLEASE keep read and reviewing. Tell me what you think should happen!