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I'm really sorry but this chapter will jump to the beginning of Draco and Hermione's relationship. And I am really sorry if Draco is OOC but I can't stop my hands from typing. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
As I sit by the lake, I can't help but get drawn into its beauty. It captivates me. It's like a freshly polished piece of glass, no smudges or flaws. Just absolutely perfect. I take of my shoes and socks and roll up my trousers. I dip my feet into the water and just stare off into the distance. The current is moving and it relaxes me so much I close my eyes. I close my eyes for a second but to me it feels like an eternity. When I open them again the sun is just rising. There is a warm glow around me. It would literally melt the coldest of hearts for a moment but never forever. Am I destined to have a cold heart until the day I die? Well it looks that way. All I wish in this life is to share my highs and lows with someone who sees through my façade. Until then I shall suffer in silence. On to another matter. What side should I choose? Light or Dark. I know what side people expect me to choose. The dark side obviously. Maybe I don't want that though. I was forced as a child to watch my father rape and beat muggle women and children. It disgusted me. I vowed from that day on that I would never be responsible for hurting a girl physically. I can never bear it to see a girl crying. When I do I walk away because it hurts me knowing that they are suffering. I have caused too much pain to too many girls. I have used them and then broke their hearts. Or just insulted them. Now I realise it is time for change, time for me to become a better person. I need to do this very carefully though. If word gets back to my father that I am being nice the next death this school sees will be mine. And I certainly don't want that to happen too soon. I hear footsteps behind me. I withdraw my feet from the lake stand up and turn around to come face to face with Blaise. Blaise has always been a part of my life. Like a brother I always wanted.
"Hello Draco. What are you doing up so early?" Blaise asked me with a worried look.
"I just came out here to get some thinking time. To get lost in my thoughts. I'm really sorry Blaise but I am not in the mood for a friendly chat. I'm going in for some breakfast. See you later dude" and with that I walked away. Even though Blaise is my one and only true friend, I don't like being disturbed.
I turn away from Blaise and make my way to the castle. Alone. The castle is truly amazing and I'm proud to call it my home. My safe house. I open the door and the warmth greets me. When I walk by myself I tend to have a habit of looking to the floor. Watching my feet. Right then left, right then left, right then, BUMP. I bumped into someone and fell onto them. My blonde hair falling into my eyes, obscuring my vision. I can tell it is a girl by her squeaking. Then I realise I must be squashing her. I quickly jump off her and lend her a helping hand. She accepts. I pull her up and wipe away the hair from my face. And that's when I get a good look at her. Its Granger, the bookworm. I'm still holding her hand and it looks as if she isn't going to be letting go anytime soon either. We just stand there looking into each other's eyes. My mind is telling me to let go, but my heart is opposing. I can't believe I have never realised how beautiful she is. Big honey coloured eyes, waist length brown curls and an amazing smile. To me beautiful, but to others plain. I caress her cheek and she gives me a nervous smile. I return her smile, a genuine smile. My hand is still on her cheek. I bend down to kiss her cheek. And unknown force rugby tackles me to the ground and starts punching me. I try to push them off but they are too heavy. I can hear Granger in the background screaming at him to stop. And does the weasel listen? Oh no he doesn't.
"How dare you (punch) touch her?" the weasel says. And with one last punch I succumb to the darkness.
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I'm sorry if it is short. Please review.
I'm really sorry but this chapter will jump to the beginning of Draco and Hermione's relationship. And I am really sorry if Draco is OOC but I can't stop my hands from typing. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
As I sit by the lake, I can't help but get drawn into its beauty. It captivates me. It's like a freshly polished piece of glass, no smudges or flaws. Just absolutely perfect. I take of my shoes and socks and roll up my trousers. I dip my feet into the water and just stare off into the distance. The current is moving and it relaxes me so much I close my eyes. I close my eyes for a second but to me it feels like an eternity. When I open them again the sun is just rising. There is a warm glow around me. It would literally melt the coldest of hearts for a moment but never forever. Am I destined to have a cold heart until the day I die? Well it looks that way. All I wish in this life is to share my highs and lows with someone who sees through my façade. Until then I shall suffer in silence. On to another matter. What side should I choose? Light or Dark. I know what side people expect me to choose. The dark side obviously. Maybe I don't want that though. I was forced as a child to watch my father rape and beat muggle women and children. It disgusted me. I vowed from that day on that I would never be responsible for hurting a girl physically. I can never bear it to see a girl crying. When I do I walk away because it hurts me knowing that they are suffering. I have caused too much pain to too many girls. I have used them and then broke their hearts. Or just insulted them. Now I realise it is time for change, time for me to become a better person. I need to do this very carefully though. If word gets back to my father that I am being nice the next death this school sees will be mine. And I certainly don't want that to happen too soon. I hear footsteps behind me. I withdraw my feet from the lake stand up and turn around to come face to face with Blaise. Blaise has always been a part of my life. Like a brother I always wanted.
"Hello Draco. What are you doing up so early?" Blaise asked me with a worried look.
"I just came out here to get some thinking time. To get lost in my thoughts. I'm really sorry Blaise but I am not in the mood for a friendly chat. I'm going in for some breakfast. See you later dude" and with that I walked away. Even though Blaise is my one and only true friend, I don't like being disturbed.
I turn away from Blaise and make my way to the castle. Alone. The castle is truly amazing and I'm proud to call it my home. My safe house. I open the door and the warmth greets me. When I walk by myself I tend to have a habit of looking to the floor. Watching my feet. Right then left, right then left, right then, BUMP. I bumped into someone and fell onto them. My blonde hair falling into my eyes, obscuring my vision. I can tell it is a girl by her squeaking. Then I realise I must be squashing her. I quickly jump off her and lend her a helping hand. She accepts. I pull her up and wipe away the hair from my face. And that's when I get a good look at her. Its Granger, the bookworm. I'm still holding her hand and it looks as if she isn't going to be letting go anytime soon either. We just stand there looking into each other's eyes. My mind is telling me to let go, but my heart is opposing. I can't believe I have never realised how beautiful she is. Big honey coloured eyes, waist length brown curls and an amazing smile. To me beautiful, but to others plain. I caress her cheek and she gives me a nervous smile. I return her smile, a genuine smile. My hand is still on her cheek. I bend down to kiss her cheek. And unknown force rugby tackles me to the ground and starts punching me. I try to push them off but they are too heavy. I can hear Granger in the background screaming at him to stop. And does the weasel listen? Oh no he doesn't.
"How dare you (punch) touch her?" the weasel says. And with one last punch I succumb to the darkness.
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I'm sorry if it is short. Please review.