***Perfect by nature,

icons of self indulgence.

Just what we all need-

more lies about a world

that never was and never will be,

Have you no shame,

don't you see me?

You know you've got everybody fooled....***

The two pairs of blue eyes met- flashing. She saw through him- looked inside him. His heart was broken, scared like he'd been through too much to tell. Sorrow was drawn over his mind, like memories that once existed but were now lost. His gaze was filled with confusion, like he had a past of unanswered questions.

Felicity Dawson walked over to him. "Why do I feel like I know you?" She asked him, tucking her hair behind her ear.

Draco Malfoy wanted so much to pull her into his arms, breathe in her scent. He'd loved her, lost her, and then....woke up. How could he be sure she was the same girl from his dreams?

"I don't know." He said in his usual *I'm-a-Malfoy-and-I-don't-give-a-damn* tone of voice. Deep inside, he pained for her. "Maybe we've met somewhere before."

She looked at him questionally. "I'm Felicity Dawson." 'I know.' Draco thought, still paining to hold her.

"I'm Draco-" "Malfoy. You're in Slytherin too, that's where I've seen you."

It was just like in the dream.

"Aren't you with that girl Pansy Parkinson?"

Draco looked over at Pansy, who was glaring at him. He looked back over at Felicity, a sly grin on his face.

"No."

~*~

Ha......ha......ha......

And so it begins.....