*This part of the story takes place on New Year's Eve*
George and Krystynnia strolled into the Great Hall arm-in-arm. The tables had been moved aside, all except for a few small ones, and there were silver streamers cast everywhere. Everyone was dancing to a fast song, so they joined in, as did Ron and Hermione. Harry just stood there rolling his eyes. "That's just because he doesn't have someone to do this with," laughed Krystynnia, who kissed George. Ron, surprisingly did the same to Hermione, who was shocked, but kissed him back.
Two hours later, it was midnight, and as promised, George and Krystynnia engaged in a kiss just as muggles do. After that, Krystynnia walked off to the ladies' room.
She was nearly there when someone grabbed her around the waist and put their other hand over her mouth to muffle her scream. The mystery person led her out the back door without anyone noticing.
Her kidnapper took her up to the Slytherin common room and flipped on the lights.
"Malfoy?" she questioned, realizing at once who her kidnapper was. "Why?" she asked him as she sank into the couch. He sat beside her. "Don't you get it, Krystynnia?" he said. "I want you, yet I'm under the impression that I can't have you. That kind of thing doesn't happen to Malfoys very often, therefore I brought you here," he said, a little harshly. "Draco," she said, looking into his eyes helplessly. "Yes, I know that you'd rather be with your Weasley boyfriend, but..."he trailed off. "Actually, I'm not so sure," she said, with a painful look in her eyes. "You're just saying that, so I'll think you care and you think I'll let you go," he said, sounding rather dejected. "No, Draco, I didn't!" she protested softly. She took a deep breath. "I can't sit here and tell you I don't feel something for you. I can't sit here and say I've been able to stop thinking about you," she said truthfully. He looked a little puzzled.
"I thought for sure you hated me," he said, totally confused. "I wish I knew how," she said. She walked away from him, and grabbed her diary. She showed him a poem she had written, to prove how she really felt.
Behind piercing eyes,
I see a heart of stone,
An insecure soul,
Much like my own.
Behind piercing eyes-
I can't help but smile-
I see the one I truly love,
With his dragon-like style.
He just looked at it, and he read it multiple times to see if she had really said she loved him. She nodded. She looked deep in his eyes, then she kissed him. It felt so wrong, but then it had to be right. She knew right then and there she had betrayed George. She knew he would forgive her, but she didn't even want him to. She wanted to never leave Draco, her new love, who had never really known love.
George and Krystynnia strolled into the Great Hall arm-in-arm. The tables had been moved aside, all except for a few small ones, and there were silver streamers cast everywhere. Everyone was dancing to a fast song, so they joined in, as did Ron and Hermione. Harry just stood there rolling his eyes. "That's just because he doesn't have someone to do this with," laughed Krystynnia, who kissed George. Ron, surprisingly did the same to Hermione, who was shocked, but kissed him back.
Two hours later, it was midnight, and as promised, George and Krystynnia engaged in a kiss just as muggles do. After that, Krystynnia walked off to the ladies' room.
She was nearly there when someone grabbed her around the waist and put their other hand over her mouth to muffle her scream. The mystery person led her out the back door without anyone noticing.
Her kidnapper took her up to the Slytherin common room and flipped on the lights.
"Malfoy?" she questioned, realizing at once who her kidnapper was. "Why?" she asked him as she sank into the couch. He sat beside her. "Don't you get it, Krystynnia?" he said. "I want you, yet I'm under the impression that I can't have you. That kind of thing doesn't happen to Malfoys very often, therefore I brought you here," he said, a little harshly. "Draco," she said, looking into his eyes helplessly. "Yes, I know that you'd rather be with your Weasley boyfriend, but..."he trailed off. "Actually, I'm not so sure," she said, with a painful look in her eyes. "You're just saying that, so I'll think you care and you think I'll let you go," he said, sounding rather dejected. "No, Draco, I didn't!" she protested softly. She took a deep breath. "I can't sit here and tell you I don't feel something for you. I can't sit here and say I've been able to stop thinking about you," she said truthfully. He looked a little puzzled.
"I thought for sure you hated me," he said, totally confused. "I wish I knew how," she said. She walked away from him, and grabbed her diary. She showed him a poem she had written, to prove how she really felt.
Behind piercing eyes,
I see a heart of stone,
An insecure soul,
Much like my own.
Behind piercing eyes-
I can't help but smile-
I see the one I truly love,
With his dragon-like style.
He just looked at it, and he read it multiple times to see if she had really said she loved him. She nodded. She looked deep in his eyes, then she kissed him. It felt so wrong, but then it had to be right. She knew right then and there she had betrayed George. She knew he would forgive her, but she didn't even want him to. She wanted to never leave Draco, her new love, who had never really known love.
