Summary
They say the hardest way to love is to love your worst enemy. They're wrong. To love your best friend without having him or her feel the same way hurts much, much more. Draco/OC

Disclaimer
Nothing's mine except the plot and all the unfamiliar characters.

Chapter One
So close, yet so far.

[Draco]

They say the hardest way to love is to love your worst enemy. They're wrong. Take my word for it. To love your best friend without having him or her feel the same way hurts much, much more. Yes, yes...I know what you all are thinking. Draco Malfoy aka That Bloody Hot Blonde Devil, having girl problems? How can this be? How can this happen to someone on the verge of perfection? Has the world all of a sudden gone wrong? What hope do all other guys have now? I have only one answer:

Life is just too unfair (no surprise in that).

Many have bestowed upon me the title of the Slytherin Sex God, or in muggle slang, a player. Nearly every girl in the school desires me, even if they won't admit it openly. And amongst all those girls who practically throw themselves at me, I want none. Sure Parkinson snogs to my liking, but it's not like I feel anything towards her. In fact, the only reason why I take on all those whores is to keep my mind off thinking about her. And who exactly is this person that Prince Charming is so deeply in love with? (Hell, I'm beginning to sound like a Gryffindor!) Rachel Wolfang – one of my closest companions (or, in corny terms, my best friend). Yes, I do have them for your information. I may be known as an arrogant prick to some, but I do have people around me who like me not out of fear.

Anyway, back to the point. My problem is that Rachel just doesn't have that 'feeling' for me. Impossible as it sounds, but it's true. How? HOW CAN SHE NOT FIND ME EVEN THE TEENIEST BIT ATTRACTIVE?! I mean, I am the Malfoy. Need I say more? That spark ignited in me on the first moment I lay eyes on her way back when we were five (more corny crap, deal with it!). And ever since then, our friendly relationship grew stronger, yet there's nothing more! I used to believe she was a lesbian for this, and at times I still do. But then again, I've slipped the topic of 'love' in one of our many conversations once, and she says it's all bull – all thanks to the relationships of the people around her. Her mother's divorced four times and her sister goes into a breakdown once every two weeks after breaking up with all her boyfriends. And because of all this, she believes loving someone can only end in pain and suffering. I don't blame her. With all the hearts I've broken, I should know – not that I care.

So for the past ten years, I've admired Rachel from far...or er, close, being friends and all. And for those ten pathetic years of my life I've tried nothing to make her actually notice me. It's not like I haven't tried to get rid of the feeling. It's just that- every time I try, it hurts to see her with another guy. Well, I'm going to change that. This year, I'm going to make her mine...and nothing's going to stop me.

A/N
I know it's short and corny...so what d'ya all say? Should I continue?