Bitter Goodbyes
By: BloomingHeart
Disclaimer: I don't own them. I'm just a punk who likes to borrow them. (And make Harry Potter get boners! YAY!)
Author's Notes: This chapter is dedicated to Megan, who is my faithful reviewer! You Rock! And Sorry this took so long, I am just getting over a very bad case of writer's block!
Jealousy raced through Draco's body as he saw Emily kissing the Weasel. He had just confessed that he loved the woman, for Merlin's sake! But then, it was probably because she hadn't heard him right. What had she said? Oh yes.
"I hope you get your cheese back from Ron and Harry before your sister and your dead brother get mad" or something to that effect. Yeah, she definitely didn't hear him right. The next time he worked up the nerve to tell her, he'd tell her in a note. An annonomous note, so Ron didn't kill him, and then he's reveal himself when the time was right. He grinned, Valentine's day was coming up. It was the perfect time to reveal himself. He just had to get started on the plan. He started to compose the note in his head, but then sighed and shook his head. He'd work on it later. Right now he had to pay attention to the conversation that was going on between Emily and the Weasel.
"So, what does this mean?" Weasley was asking, "are we a couple?" Draco smirked at that. The Weasley was a downright idiot. Of course they were a couple...Emily didn't go around kissing people for no reason. Love was a very touchy subject for her.
"Well, yeah, I mean, I hope so, If you want to be...but, I just, you know, I might not be the best girlfriend in the world. After Slade, I'm pretty nervous when it comes to things like that," she said. Draco stared. What did she mean after Slade? She couldn't possibly have told the Weasel about Slade...right? Weasley was nodding.
"It's okay, I understand. That had to suck...it would be enough to make anyone nervous about that stuff. But my dad's not like Lucius Malfoy, okay? You don't have to worry," Weasley reassured her. Draco was fuming. She had told him. She had told him everything! She had NO right! "But, I really want to give us a shot...I really like you."
"Yeah, me too," Emily was smiling, then she started to laugh. "I wonder what the Slytherin's will say!" Ron started cracking up, the stopped abruptly.
"They won't try to kill me or anything...will they?" He asked, looking worried. Draco almost wet himself. For God's sake, Slytherins weren't THAT bad...well, okay, they were, but they weren't stupid, except for maybe Crabbe and Goyle, and they wouldn't kill anyone on school grounds. Emily obviously found this very laughable too, as she was giggling like mad, and Ron was looking murderous.
"Sorry Ron! It's just funny! I mean, everyone makes Slytherins out to be such big bad asses, when really, we're not that bad! I mean, sure, we've got some bad apples, but most of us are actually really decent people!" She said, still giggling a little. "Hey, I've got to go... I promised I'd meet Callie...she said she had to talk to me. I'll see you later, okay?" She kissed him lightly on the lips and walked off. Draco scowled. Why did she have to like Weasley? What did she see in him, anyway? Red hair, frackles, no body shape what-so-ever, there just simply wasn't that much to the guy. Emily had obviously lowered her standards after Slade. Slade was a great guy. He would have done anything for Emily, and his looks quadrupled that of Weasly's. Slade had blonde hair, and light blue eyes, just like Draco, but he was taller, and he preferred to wear his hair in a more laid back style, and always let it hang in front of his eyes. After Slade, it really was hard to see how Emily could go for anyone, considering the only person that came even close to matching Slade's physical appearance was Draco.
Draco sighed, and shook his head, clearing all thoughts of Slade off his mind. It was too depressing to think of him. He decided to get started on his first letter to Emily, so he could deliver it tonight. He grinned and took out a piece of parchment.Dear Emily, he wrote.
Dear Emily,
Your body is like a tender rose, both tall, and proud, yet drooping with sadness. Your sadness drew me to you, your pride hooked me for life. I watch you sometimes, wondering if you'll notice me. Sometimes you catch my gaze and smile, and wave, but then you are gone. You know me, yet you do not. You see me, but somehow seem to look right past me. I wonder if you will ever see me the way I see you. Will you ever search my eyes for some hidden emotion, the way I have searched yours? I look at you, and you seem so happy, and full of life, and I wonder how this can be so. It scares me, when you don't see me, and I wonder if you will always see me as just another face, another admirer, another person, searching for the answers. I wonder, my Rose, will you ever look at me the way you did him?
Love Always,
Your Prince in Waiting
Draco smiled, happy with his letter. It gave absolutley nothing away. He worried that he might scare her a bit, but he didn't think about that too much. He ran up to the owlery to deliver it, when he was stopped, by his own owl delivering a message.
A.N. So? What did y'all think? Sorry again its taken too long! I got sudden inspiration from Megan today when she started nagging at me for never updating. She asked me for the plot, which I had no idea of, but I started forming ideas, and now I've got it allllll planned out. I still might be very slow to update, but you all love me anyway...right? Anyways, if you want to know the plot, review, and I'll email you and tell ya. And just so you know...it gets kinda angsty...hehe, I've been sort of depressed, and my favorite song lately has been Good Charlotte's song 'Bloody Valentine'. So, ya, I'm kind of in a scary mood lately, but HEY! You'll live! Yay! And I've decided that I'm gonna do a sequel, so look for that once I'm done with this one, okay?
Love Always,
BloomingHeart
P.S. When people put AU on their summaries, what does it mean? Hehe, I'm slightly confused.