Chapter Three: The start of something
She looked at him, her eyes widened as she watched his loose hair sway slightly and the impact of crashing into him.
"Watch where you're going you bloody thing!" He hissed. Through the years, he'd tormented her, and she couldn't take it anymore.
"I HATE YOU, YOU KNOW THAT? I NEVER DID ANYTHING TO YOU, AND YOU TORMENT ME! GET A LIFE, STOP HARASSING PEOPLE JUST BECAUSE YOU FEEL SO SUPERIOR, BECAUSE YOU'RE NOT, YOU'RE JUST A WORTHLESS LITTLE ROTTEN GIT!"
Ginny screamed her voice rang through the hallways.
Dracos' pale face actually twitched some at her shouting.
"Rotten little git, am I Weasel?"
He stepped toward her, his eyes glinting some. He placed both his hands on the side of her head on the wall, pressing the heel of his palms into the wall, so some of the wall dripped with blood and cracked a bit.
He leaned in close to her, just enough to scare her, which didn't seem to be working. He ran a finger down her cheek slowly, she froze and went pale.
"W-what're you doing, Malfoy?" She managed to get out in a squeaky tone. "Am I scaring you?" He asked. She nodded and he gave her a sexy smirk and walked off.
Let it end here, Zabini...I want her, and I'm going to get what I want...I am, after all a Malfoy.
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Ginny walked down the hall, after the encounter with Malfoy, she didn't really want to deal with any of the Slytherins. She thought she almost got what she wanted until she was shoved into someone, who grabbed her around the waist to stop her from falling.
She saw some white silvery hair and smiled. Icy blue eyes staring down at her for some time until he eventually released her.
"You..." She swallowed slightly, as she glanced up at him.
He nodded slowly, "Me..." He said with a tiny smile.
She noticed he hadn't stop staring at her. His eyes gleamed slightly, and his lips curled into a smile.
Malfoy, end it here, I'm going to get what I want, because I want it...I get what I want.