Draco sat in the Library and watched the Weasel girl. She had been in the Library forever. Who knew she was a bookworm. He had been sitting there watching her all day hidden behind a shelf. Plotting his revenge, he waited for her to leave. She got up and placed a book back on the shelf and started to gather up the rest of her books into her bag. Finally! She was leaving and now he could put his plan into motion. He hurried down after her, careful to walk softly and than he grabbed her arm, spun her to face him, and trapped her against the wall.
"What- what do you think you're doing," she said in a shaking voice.
"Well I'm getting my revenge. What was that you said yesterday? That you couldn't care less about me, my father, or my money. Well you're going to care now. And you're going to regret EVER saying anything to me after you see what I'm going to do to you." He said this all in a terrifyingly soft voice.
"Is this how you get off?" she whispered boldly. "Cornering girls in dark corners and threatening them. You make me SICK!
"Shut up," he replied furiously.
"NO!" You just can't handle the truth. That you are a heartless bastard! That you don't do anything, feel anything, that you ARE NOTHING."
"I said SHUT UP"
They looked at each other for the briefest of seconds and than he pulled her into a searing kiss. It was passionate and full of raw emotion that he thought he never had. He could have stood there for eternity feeling her soft lips against his. And than he realized what he was doing and pulled away abruptly. They were both breathing hard. And than she twisted out of his grasp and flew down the hallway.
Draco just stood there. He lifted a trembling hand to the lips that had covered hers. And he slowly sat down and put his face into his hands. What had he done?