Chapter 1

devistation

Draco watched her. She sat there with that ugly little prat Potter. He didn't deserve her. No one did. She was so beautiful. They way she sat, the way she talked, everything about her was so fine and graceful. And that stupid fucker gets her? That's so not fare.

"You know Hermione, we've been friends forever... And I really care about you." He said. "So I was wondering... if you wanted to... I mean..."

"Harry spit it out! It's ok."

"Ok" he said, "will you go out with me?" looking into her eyes and taking her hand.

"Oh my god Harry!" she said excitedly. "I've been dying to ask you that for ever. Yes! Yes I will."

Draco leaned against the tree out of sight and breathed out a sigh.

"Great!" he said to him self sarcastically. "You blew your last fucking chance." He slumped away and walked up to his dormitory. How could she? He thought. How could she stoop as low as Potter? He flopped down on hi bed and gazed off into space. He began to imagine her. Her long brown hair that had become more sleek and shiny over the years. Her deep honey brown eyes, and her tanned silk like skin. He lay there deep in thought. Sitting up, he opened the drawer of his bedside table. He took out a book and lay back down with a quill in hand.

Dear journal

Well potter did it. He asked her out. Now I'm left with nothing again. I was so close to having her and then bam! But then again I was never Really that close to her. I guess. But she is so beautiful. And the way She Laughs makes me smile every time I hear it. Well I best be going It's almost diner. Good-bye

-Draco Malfoy

A/N. sorry this chapter was so short. i just wanted to get up posted quickly. well i hope you like the rest of it. see ya