Chapter 1-
She was a beautiful sight. Long, straight black hair, soft blue eyes. Amazing eyes. You would never guess that I, Draco Malfoy was in love with a Ravenclaw. No, no, you would never even imagine that would you? When I see that masterpiece with none other than that blasted Harry Potter, you would never guess the pain I hold inside. No- - you would never guess. But that's how I am. I hold my feelings inside. And no one will ever know. I can hold them inside. Even when I see them smile at eachother. Even when I see her grab him by the hand, her fingers intertwined with his. Maybe that's one of the reasons I treat Potty even worse than our earlier years. He has Cho. I don't. Yes, that could be one reason. Yet there are many more. There are numerous, terrible details of my life that would make you cringe at the thought. My father is no saint. The whole wizarding world knows that by now. But none of them know the gruesome details of his life. Only Voldermort's followers know- - and me.
It might seem as if my whole Hogwarts life is terrible now eh? But no, it's not bad at all. I've got girls fawning over me. Yes, many girls, but none that are anything like Cho. No such luck. You would think it'd be easy to get over a girl like Cho, you would. But it's near impossible for me. She's gorgeous, plays Quidditch, smart, and she's a year older. How much better could it get? Yet, Potter has her. And I don't, as I'm sure you've been assured many times.
I stared at them, my hand hanging in mid-air. She was with him. Beautiful. Oh damn Potter. If only Cho knew was she was missing. If only she saw me, over here. At the Slytherin table. All alone, surrounded by ugly dimwits. If only she knew how I felt. But she doesn't. No, if only she knew that Potter, also had girls fawning over him. (Let me tell you, they were not up to the standards of the girls that like me) Yet, Cho never caught Harry in his acts of passion. I'd found him in broom-closets before! But, I never had the guts to tell Cho, and she probably wouldn't believe me anyway. As you know, I'm a Slytherin, and the whole school believes we're full of shit, while Potter is a Gryffindor, the honest saints. Ha! Honest? I think not. There's nothing I can do about it though. Father can't either. That's just the way things are around here.
Harry had gotten up from his seat, leaving Cho to talk to other Gryffindors. I noticed that a girl in Hufflepuff I didn't recognize followed close behind. On another mission eh, Potter?
Standing up, I followed out the door, hearing giggles far ahead of me. Ah, an empty classroom. Harry you pervert. I'm sure, If anyone were standing beside me, they would have said I had a "malicious glint" in my eyes at the moment. And I'm positive I did. As you know, I loathe Harry Potter. Leaning my head on the door, I listened intently.
"Harry you animal." I heard a girl's voice, then more laughter.
Suddenly, I felt rage coming on. How could he do this to Cho? She was the best thing he had- - What kind of idiot is- -
"Excuse me," A soft voice came from behind me. "What're you doing?"
Turning around, I found Cho looking at me strangely. "Er, well." I stuttered.
There was another gasp of giggles from behind the door. A knowing look came into her eyes.
"Eavesdropping are we?" She smiled. "And who are our lovebirds this time?"
"No one." I looked nervously at the door. Let's hope they take a long time.
Now, I was still partly leaning on the door, and when it opened at the most unlikely time, I was not ready for it. I fell backward, and landed straight on the girl Harry was with, missing Cho's eyes widening.
"Harry!" she yelled. "What in bloody hell do you think you're doing!?"
"Cho!" Harry's mouth hung open. It seemed as if he had become speechless.
"I think I can answer that for you." The girl, who was not exactly the prettiest thing in the world, pushed me off of her, and stood up. "He was with me. Harry doesn't want you anymore Cho." She linked her arm in Harry's.
I silently got up, while Cho's eyes turned cold. "Harry we're over." She whispered, then walked away.
Harry turned to me, angrily. "You planned this didn't you?!"
I smirked. "No, I heard some giggling," I looked distastefully at the girl at Harry's arm. "And decided to investigate. Do you have a problem with that Potty?"
Harry grew furious, I was almost sure he was going to hit me. But he turned and left with the girl by his side.
Now that went well didn't it? I walked back through the halls, heading toward my dorm. I walked by an empty Defense against the Dark Arts classroom, and heard some sniffling. Oh no, not again. Slowly, I opened the door. Cho was sitting on top of the desk, her head in her eyes.
Suddenly she raised her head, ready to yell, then calmed down as she saw it wasn't Harry.
"What do you want?" she whispered, her words were choked with tears.
"Are you okay?" I couldn't believe I just asked that! But she was so pretty- - even when she was crying.
"I'm fine. You can leave." She said turning away slightly.
I began to walk away when she started talking again.
"It's just." She sniffed. "He's so wonderful. And then, I find out this. How COULD he? I can't believe it." Her voice trailed off.
"Look," I walked closer to her. "He doesn't deserve you. You're smart, he's not. You're honest, and obviously he's not. You're pretty, and well, I'm a guy, I can't say anything about Potty's beauty." How could I just say these things? Without even thinking- -
I could swear I heard a snort of laughter from her. "Thanks." She said simply, getting up.
As she walked toward the door. "Maybe we can talk some more later?" she asked softly, her hand on the doorknob.
I nodded, and she smiled, then left.
I sighed. I did not just tell her she was pretty. What if she tells everyone else about this? What if they found out I was nice to a Ravenclaw? I walked out of the room, then headed back up to my dorm.
"I'm stupid." I said to myself.
Well, well. There's the first chappie. WoO it took a long time to write. Like and hour? Lol Anyway, what do you think? Please review! Or else I probably won't continue the story. Thanks!
She was a beautiful sight. Long, straight black hair, soft blue eyes. Amazing eyes. You would never guess that I, Draco Malfoy was in love with a Ravenclaw. No, no, you would never even imagine that would you? When I see that masterpiece with none other than that blasted Harry Potter, you would never guess the pain I hold inside. No- - you would never guess. But that's how I am. I hold my feelings inside. And no one will ever know. I can hold them inside. Even when I see them smile at eachother. Even when I see her grab him by the hand, her fingers intertwined with his. Maybe that's one of the reasons I treat Potty even worse than our earlier years. He has Cho. I don't. Yes, that could be one reason. Yet there are many more. There are numerous, terrible details of my life that would make you cringe at the thought. My father is no saint. The whole wizarding world knows that by now. But none of them know the gruesome details of his life. Only Voldermort's followers know- - and me.
It might seem as if my whole Hogwarts life is terrible now eh? But no, it's not bad at all. I've got girls fawning over me. Yes, many girls, but none that are anything like Cho. No such luck. You would think it'd be easy to get over a girl like Cho, you would. But it's near impossible for me. She's gorgeous, plays Quidditch, smart, and she's a year older. How much better could it get? Yet, Potter has her. And I don't, as I'm sure you've been assured many times.
I stared at them, my hand hanging in mid-air. She was with him. Beautiful. Oh damn Potter. If only Cho knew was she was missing. If only she saw me, over here. At the Slytherin table. All alone, surrounded by ugly dimwits. If only she knew how I felt. But she doesn't. No, if only she knew that Potter, also had girls fawning over him. (Let me tell you, they were not up to the standards of the girls that like me) Yet, Cho never caught Harry in his acts of passion. I'd found him in broom-closets before! But, I never had the guts to tell Cho, and she probably wouldn't believe me anyway. As you know, I'm a Slytherin, and the whole school believes we're full of shit, while Potter is a Gryffindor, the honest saints. Ha! Honest? I think not. There's nothing I can do about it though. Father can't either. That's just the way things are around here.
Harry had gotten up from his seat, leaving Cho to talk to other Gryffindors. I noticed that a girl in Hufflepuff I didn't recognize followed close behind. On another mission eh, Potter?
Standing up, I followed out the door, hearing giggles far ahead of me. Ah, an empty classroom. Harry you pervert. I'm sure, If anyone were standing beside me, they would have said I had a "malicious glint" in my eyes at the moment. And I'm positive I did. As you know, I loathe Harry Potter. Leaning my head on the door, I listened intently.
"Harry you animal." I heard a girl's voice, then more laughter.
Suddenly, I felt rage coming on. How could he do this to Cho? She was the best thing he had- - What kind of idiot is- -
"Excuse me," A soft voice came from behind me. "What're you doing?"
Turning around, I found Cho looking at me strangely. "Er, well." I stuttered.
There was another gasp of giggles from behind the door. A knowing look came into her eyes.
"Eavesdropping are we?" She smiled. "And who are our lovebirds this time?"
"No one." I looked nervously at the door. Let's hope they take a long time.
Now, I was still partly leaning on the door, and when it opened at the most unlikely time, I was not ready for it. I fell backward, and landed straight on the girl Harry was with, missing Cho's eyes widening.
"Harry!" she yelled. "What in bloody hell do you think you're doing!?"
"Cho!" Harry's mouth hung open. It seemed as if he had become speechless.
"I think I can answer that for you." The girl, who was not exactly the prettiest thing in the world, pushed me off of her, and stood up. "He was with me. Harry doesn't want you anymore Cho." She linked her arm in Harry's.
I silently got up, while Cho's eyes turned cold. "Harry we're over." She whispered, then walked away.
Harry turned to me, angrily. "You planned this didn't you?!"
I smirked. "No, I heard some giggling," I looked distastefully at the girl at Harry's arm. "And decided to investigate. Do you have a problem with that Potty?"
Harry grew furious, I was almost sure he was going to hit me. But he turned and left with the girl by his side.
Now that went well didn't it? I walked back through the halls, heading toward my dorm. I walked by an empty Defense against the Dark Arts classroom, and heard some sniffling. Oh no, not again. Slowly, I opened the door. Cho was sitting on top of the desk, her head in her eyes.
Suddenly she raised her head, ready to yell, then calmed down as she saw it wasn't Harry.
"What do you want?" she whispered, her words were choked with tears.
"Are you okay?" I couldn't believe I just asked that! But she was so pretty- - even when she was crying.
"I'm fine. You can leave." She said turning away slightly.
I began to walk away when she started talking again.
"It's just." She sniffed. "He's so wonderful. And then, I find out this. How COULD he? I can't believe it." Her voice trailed off.
"Look," I walked closer to her. "He doesn't deserve you. You're smart, he's not. You're honest, and obviously he's not. You're pretty, and well, I'm a guy, I can't say anything about Potty's beauty." How could I just say these things? Without even thinking- -
I could swear I heard a snort of laughter from her. "Thanks." She said simply, getting up.
As she walked toward the door. "Maybe we can talk some more later?" she asked softly, her hand on the doorknob.
I nodded, and she smiled, then left.
I sighed. I did not just tell her she was pretty. What if she tells everyone else about this? What if they found out I was nice to a Ravenclaw? I walked out of the room, then headed back up to my dorm.
"I'm stupid." I said to myself.
Well, well. There's the first chappie. WoO it took a long time to write. Like and hour? Lol Anyway, what do you think? Please review! Or else I probably won't continue the story. Thanks!