The Ice Prince and The Flame Princess
Chapter One: The New School Year Begins.
I look at myself in the mirror. I've changed. I know it. I no longer have bushy hair, but straight and smooth. Curves on my body have arrived! At last! I think, as I pick up my brush, I don't look like a geek anymore! I smile at my beautiful reflection. Then as I think, my smile fades. It won't be good enough for Draco Malfoy. I think sadly.
I had loved him right from the beginning. When I first met him on the Hogwarts Express in my first year. His toned body and his soft hair. Yes, I love him. I sigh deeply and put down the brush. I head downstairs for dinner in deep thought about the next day.
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I'm fit. I know it. All the girls love me, but I don't love them back. I only love her. The girl that knows everything and haunts my dreams. Hermione Granger. A muggle-born, a mud blood. No! I don't think so! My father thinks so. I only say these words because I am too afraid to confess to her. Does that mean I'm a coward? A fool? No, I'm Malfoy! Malfoys aren't cowards!
I know that my heart is frozen solid, a solid block of ice. But somewhere inside my cold heart I feel a small glimmer of light, my love for her. I have to confess, I admit to myself I head down to dinner in deep thought about how I am going to tell her the next day.
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Do ya like it? I made this story because I just felt like doing a story and I like Hermione and Draco together, so I wrote about that. Should my next chapters be longer? Thanks, Bye.