Disclaimer: Not my people, just my plot. All J.K. Rowlings characters, not mine, don't hurt me!!!!!
Chapter 1
The Discovery
Draco Malfoy readjusted in the old, wooden seat. After working for an hour in the library on his History of Magic essay; his brain was mush, his hand was cramped and his rear was sore.
"Two rolls of parchment, two full rolls of parchment!? Who cares about the goblin rebellion of 1468 anyway?!"
Draco mumbled to himself while stretching his legs under the table.
"One more battle ought to fill that space up. Where's that book on Frundgar the Flatulent?"
Scooting out of his chair Draco trudged to the back corner of the dusty library looking for the last piece of information he needed. He never made it though. He did however, manage to trip and fall flat on his face before he even made it past the 'E's. Moaning and cursing under his breath, the golden-haired Slytherin laboriously pulled himself from the ground and turned to see what had so ungraciously tripped him.
"A stupid book. It figures."
Draco retrieved the book with the intent of chucking it deep into the dense library when he noticed something. This book looked nothing like the others in the library; cumbersome leviathans with their musty, thick pages and cracking leather covers. This book was small, had crisp new paper inside and was pink. With flowers. Little purple flowers. Draco thought to himself confusedly, No wizard in his right mind would write a book with little purple flowers on the cover. What gives? Upon opening the curious manuscript Draco found not a book, but a journal. It was practically a diary filled with poem upon poems. He randomly selected a page and with his most disdainful and contemptuous voice read the dainty print aloud to himself:
Here in the dark
I stand before you
Knowing, this is my chance
to show you my heart
This is the start
I have so much to say
and I'm hoping
that your arms are open
don't turn away
I want you near me
Love me
I'm what you see
Love me
I'm counting on you
Love me
and we'll make it through.
"Awww, the wittle girl is in wuv, but he doesn't wuv her back. How pathetic!"Draco headed towards the nearest trash can, but was struck mid-stride by an evil scheming plot. An sly grin spread across Draco's face as he turned a 180 back to his table, grand ideas of massive embarrassment and extraordinary humiliating already running through his wicked little head.
"Oh, the thrill of others agony, muahahha!"
A/N : Thank you for reading!!!!! I hope you enjoyed the first chapter, sorry if it is short, but good things to come, I promise. The 'poem' is excerpts from the song "Here's Where I Stand" from the Camp soundtrack. Please review so I know how I'm doing. : )
Thalia05