Disclaimer: Right, I don't own these characters. At all. Darn.
A/N: This came out wrong. But I like it like this. It's a one sided Draco/Harry (Draco pining) and there are mentions of Harry/Ron.
Please review!
Willow
Thanks to: Amber and Lómadia for beta-ing this and ultimately getting it up on the net. Thanks guys!!
My One True Hate
I hate you. I hate the way that my insides churn whenever you're near and the way that butterflies as big as bats invade my stomach and my palms sweat. I hate the way you flash your big green eyes at me across the room when I'm trying to work.
I hate you. I hate the way that your eyes flash in the light and become such a startling emerald colour. I hate the way that I could drown in those eyes and stay lost in them forever. Green eyes... I hate the colour green, the colour of jealousy, the colour of sickness, the colour of your eyes.
Black hair all tossed and turned – looking like you've just stepped out of bed yet perfect at the same time. I hate the way your hair looks so soft and shiny that I just want to touch it. I hate the way that I want to feel your hair between my fingers, the way I want to run my hands through your hair and hear you react to the touch. I hate that, almost as much as I hate you.
I hate the way your smile seems to brighten up your face. Your eyes light up and your face radiates happiness as you smile. I hate the way that when you are with your friends and I'm trying my best to hate you, my attention is drawn to your smile and then all the hatred that I previously held disappears and I find myself lost.
I hate your loyalty. I hate how you protect your friends and that stupid Weasley, Ron. I hate him too, I hate the way you let him wrap his arms around you and place a kiss on your cheek in the middle of the hallway. I hate the way that you have cursed my name because I angered you by insulting him. I hate the way that you are so perfect together that I know nothing I do will ever separate you from him. Goddamn it.
But nothing compares to how much I hate wanting to hold you, wanting to kiss you, wanting to be yours... All I want to do is wrap my arms around your slim figure and feel you lean in against me, holding be back. All I want to do is hear you whisper my name before kissing me like you kiss him. I hate the way that I want to be near you and be able to hear you tell me you love me in return.
That is what I hate. I hate not having you. I hate not being there when you need me, and going home to an empty bed every night. I hate being alone, and I hate you because you are the reason I'm alone.
I hate everything about you. I hate that I love you so much it hurts. Oh loving hate – Harry Potter – why can't I just hate you like I did everyone else I felt attracted to? Why must you be different?
For now, I must resolve to keep this snide façade – to keep being mean to you and Weasley, just so that I can talk to you, I don't care that you're being horrible in return, just hearing your voice can brighten my day. I cannot hope to have what Weasley does, I only hope that he knows how lucky he really is. I hate you, and I hate him.
I must be content with letting you live peacefully with the red-headed muggle lover you claim to love. And I promise not to get in the way. But when things go wrong, I'll always be here – no matter how much I hate you.
After all, that is what love ultimately is, isn't it – letting the person you love be happy.
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A/N: That was weird.... review? Let me know what you think? Thanks!
Willow
