*I know that it isn't right, but be with me tonight*
-Wow, where did that come from? Malfoy, how could he possibly know how I feel? It was like he could read my mind. Like every thought and feeling I had was laid out for him to see. Something was definitely going on, I've never felt like that before.
Just listen to me, I sound like some sort of romance novel. I just hope he shows up tonight. I was going to see the star shower, but I hadn't told anyone. I just wanted to be with him again.
What am I thinking? He's MALFOY!? I should hate him! Why don't I?
*I go to school, I write exams. If I pass, if I fail, if I drop out does anyone give a damn?*
-Well, Hogwarts again. This is usually like home, I spend my time in the dungeon and make sure I stay on people's good side, just like at home. I usually don't like school, it's lonely and cold, just like home.
The only thing I usually like is Quidditch. I can get away from life and focus on one small golden prize.
Something tells me this year will be different.
*And if they do they'll soon forget 'cause it won't take much for me to show that my life ain't over yet*
-Another letter from home. Same old, same old. "Be a good girl, get good grades, don't cause any trouble." I wonder what they'd do if I just stopped trying, if I stopped working so hard and just went crazy. If I acted like me instead of them.
I'd like to have my own life, to show them that I don't need them.
*I wake up scared, I wake up strange, I wake up wondering if anything in my life is ever gonna change. I wake up scared I wake up strange and everything around me stays the same.*
I used to dream. I was a knight and I rescued a town from a dragon. All the people were cheering and there was a princess who'd run to me with her arms out. She was always laughing.
In my dream I was happy and strong, but I'd wake up with the princess's face in my mind and I'd be Draco Malfoy. I used to think that one day I'd be that knight and everyone would cheer me, but even now, in Hogwarts, I'm still Draco Malfoy.
I've grown used to the sneers and insults, I've even kind of gotten to enjoy them as a challenge to prove I'm better. There's no way I'll ever be a knight, but I wish I could find my princess. I know she only lives in my dreams, but she's so light and beautiful and happy. She's always laughing.
*I couldn't tell you that I was wrong*
-Draco made his way up the spiral stairs to the top of the tower. He opened the door and stepped out into the night. A breeze blew across the top of the turrets and played with his robes.
He made his way to a two-person telescope and stared at the stars. One in particular caught his attention. It twinkled and sparkled like a diamond. "Marda!" He breathed. It was rare for a wizard to see the Marda Star, and it was considered good luck to the person who saw it.
"What's so interesting?" He spun around and found Hermione standing behind him, smiling.
"Look at this, it's amazing!"
She bent down to the eyepiece on the other side and looked into it. "Wow," she gasped, "Marda! How'd you find it?'
"Luck," he grinned, "I guess you could take this as a good sign for us."
Hermione chuckled as she answered, "I guess so." She leaned in to take another look and her hair fell over her face. She brushed it back behind her ear and the breeze blew it softly and made it wave in the wind. "It looks like it's dancing."
"What?" Draco shook his head and took his eyes off her hair. She glanced up and looked into his eyes, "The star, Marda. It looks like it's dancing," she repeated softly.
He looked back into the telescope. They stood a while, watching to star gleam. He looked over at her and asked, "How'd you get past your bodyguards? The first night back at school, I'm surprised they let you out of their sights."
She answered, "I told them I wanted to get a head start on Astronomy homework. They practically bolted for their room." He laughed and went back to stargazing, "Well, the dream team is missing out on an amazing night. I've never seen the stars so clearly before."
Hermione chuckled and said, "Dream team? You make them sound like Batman and Robin." A confused look from Draco set her to explaining what comics are. After a lecture on "The Dynamic Duo", Draco was almost in tears from laughing so hard.
"I don't get it, what's so funny?" she asked. Draco wiped his eyes and answered, "You just described Potter and Weasley to perfection. The leader, who fights evil and is always so just it's unreal, and the sidekick tags along and helps, all the while trying to be just like his hero. Oh! It's perfect!" And he broke out laughing again.
Hermione frowned and snapped at him, "They're not like that! You're talking about MY friends. At least they care."
Draco looked up, his laughter ceasing immediately. "What?"
"At least Harry and Ron have morals. They care about their fellow human beings. It's better than acting like a snobbish prick of a daddy's boy."
"Watch it, Granger." The ice in his voice was enough to freeze the lake below.
"You know, you were almost human on the train. I guess I was just part of some prank or something. Trick the Mudblood! Lock her in the tower! It won't matter, because she's so wrapped up in her books she won't even notice. She's barely human, she won't care! Well, Malfoy," she spat out his name like a piece of rotten meat, "I am leaving now. Congratulations, you've managed to fool me into thinking you'd actually got a sliver of human kindness in you."
She left, slamming the door after her. Draco leaned against a turret, trying to figure out what had just happened. He had obviously touched a nerve. He shouldn't have mentioned the Dynamic Duo ("Great," he thought, "Now it's in my head."), they always messed things up for him.
Obviously, old habits die hard. He should have kept his mouth shut. The worst part was, he felt bad about it! Him, Draco Malfoy. "Jeez," he sighed, "I gotta apologize, or I'll never get over it." Thinking of how to say sorry with out embarrassing himself, his eyes came to rest on the broom shed and a smile grew on his face. "Perfect."
-Wow, where did that come from? Malfoy, how could he possibly know how I feel? It was like he could read my mind. Like every thought and feeling I had was laid out for him to see. Something was definitely going on, I've never felt like that before.
Just listen to me, I sound like some sort of romance novel. I just hope he shows up tonight. I was going to see the star shower, but I hadn't told anyone. I just wanted to be with him again.
What am I thinking? He's MALFOY!? I should hate him! Why don't I?
*I go to school, I write exams. If I pass, if I fail, if I drop out does anyone give a damn?*
-Well, Hogwarts again. This is usually like home, I spend my time in the dungeon and make sure I stay on people's good side, just like at home. I usually don't like school, it's lonely and cold, just like home.
The only thing I usually like is Quidditch. I can get away from life and focus on one small golden prize.
Something tells me this year will be different.
*And if they do they'll soon forget 'cause it won't take much for me to show that my life ain't over yet*
-Another letter from home. Same old, same old. "Be a good girl, get good grades, don't cause any trouble." I wonder what they'd do if I just stopped trying, if I stopped working so hard and just went crazy. If I acted like me instead of them.
I'd like to have my own life, to show them that I don't need them.
*I wake up scared, I wake up strange, I wake up wondering if anything in my life is ever gonna change. I wake up scared I wake up strange and everything around me stays the same.*
I used to dream. I was a knight and I rescued a town from a dragon. All the people were cheering and there was a princess who'd run to me with her arms out. She was always laughing.
In my dream I was happy and strong, but I'd wake up with the princess's face in my mind and I'd be Draco Malfoy. I used to think that one day I'd be that knight and everyone would cheer me, but even now, in Hogwarts, I'm still Draco Malfoy.
I've grown used to the sneers and insults, I've even kind of gotten to enjoy them as a challenge to prove I'm better. There's no way I'll ever be a knight, but I wish I could find my princess. I know she only lives in my dreams, but she's so light and beautiful and happy. She's always laughing.
*I couldn't tell you that I was wrong*
-Draco made his way up the spiral stairs to the top of the tower. He opened the door and stepped out into the night. A breeze blew across the top of the turrets and played with his robes.
He made his way to a two-person telescope and stared at the stars. One in particular caught his attention. It twinkled and sparkled like a diamond. "Marda!" He breathed. It was rare for a wizard to see the Marda Star, and it was considered good luck to the person who saw it.
"What's so interesting?" He spun around and found Hermione standing behind him, smiling.
"Look at this, it's amazing!"
She bent down to the eyepiece on the other side and looked into it. "Wow," she gasped, "Marda! How'd you find it?'
"Luck," he grinned, "I guess you could take this as a good sign for us."
Hermione chuckled as she answered, "I guess so." She leaned in to take another look and her hair fell over her face. She brushed it back behind her ear and the breeze blew it softly and made it wave in the wind. "It looks like it's dancing."
"What?" Draco shook his head and took his eyes off her hair. She glanced up and looked into his eyes, "The star, Marda. It looks like it's dancing," she repeated softly.
He looked back into the telescope. They stood a while, watching to star gleam. He looked over at her and asked, "How'd you get past your bodyguards? The first night back at school, I'm surprised they let you out of their sights."
She answered, "I told them I wanted to get a head start on Astronomy homework. They practically bolted for their room." He laughed and went back to stargazing, "Well, the dream team is missing out on an amazing night. I've never seen the stars so clearly before."
Hermione chuckled and said, "Dream team? You make them sound like Batman and Robin." A confused look from Draco set her to explaining what comics are. After a lecture on "The Dynamic Duo", Draco was almost in tears from laughing so hard.
"I don't get it, what's so funny?" she asked. Draco wiped his eyes and answered, "You just described Potter and Weasley to perfection. The leader, who fights evil and is always so just it's unreal, and the sidekick tags along and helps, all the while trying to be just like his hero. Oh! It's perfect!" And he broke out laughing again.
Hermione frowned and snapped at him, "They're not like that! You're talking about MY friends. At least they care."
Draco looked up, his laughter ceasing immediately. "What?"
"At least Harry and Ron have morals. They care about their fellow human beings. It's better than acting like a snobbish prick of a daddy's boy."
"Watch it, Granger." The ice in his voice was enough to freeze the lake below.
"You know, you were almost human on the train. I guess I was just part of some prank or something. Trick the Mudblood! Lock her in the tower! It won't matter, because she's so wrapped up in her books she won't even notice. She's barely human, she won't care! Well, Malfoy," she spat out his name like a piece of rotten meat, "I am leaving now. Congratulations, you've managed to fool me into thinking you'd actually got a sliver of human kindness in you."
She left, slamming the door after her. Draco leaned against a turret, trying to figure out what had just happened. He had obviously touched a nerve. He shouldn't have mentioned the Dynamic Duo ("Great," he thought, "Now it's in my head."), they always messed things up for him.
Obviously, old habits die hard. He should have kept his mouth shut. The worst part was, he felt bad about it! Him, Draco Malfoy. "Jeez," he sighed, "I gotta apologize, or I'll never get over it." Thinking of how to say sorry with out embarrassing himself, his eyes came to rest on the broom shed and a smile grew on his face. "Perfect."