Passion
A hatred, a rivalry, some might even say a childish form of love- it all started back when they were first years. She was in Ravenclaw, and with good reason. She was smart, and loved to read. In fact her favorite spot in the world to read was beneath the sweeping willow tree near the lake. She would sit out there for hours when she didn't have class, and either read or just stare off into space thinking. But her peace never lasted long. Someone always had to come along and ruin it. And more often then not, that someone was Draco Malfoy. That stuck-up bratty Slytherin jerk. He always had a mean comment for her, whenever she saw him. It was like his hobby.
"Oh my gawd, I just have to finish this extremely long and boring book, whatever will I do if I can't??" He mocked in a high-pitched girly voice. She just glared up at him over the rims of her thick glasses. His look darkened as he saw his taunts had little effect on her. So he did what any mature individual would do, and took her book and ran.
She wanted to scream at the menace, she despised him!! But she dutifully took off after him, determined to get back what was hers. When she finally caught him, he was standing against a tree, smirking, book in hand. She ran at him, rage building, and she slammed him into the tree trunk sending her book flying. She took off after it, while he laughed his sorry little ass off watching her.
That was first year, and second year, and third year. But by the middle of fourth year, he had come up with a different tactic.
He would stand near her, just watching she as she read. She would try to ignore him, until she finally snapped, glaring up at him.
"WHAT Malfoy? Have you got something to say? If not, I suggest you leave." He just smirked.
"Come off it, you know you want me." A smirk curved at her lips.
"Oh, you're right Malfoy, I do want you-" He his smirk widened.
"I knew you'd come around eventually-" he began.
"I want you to FCK OFF!!" she screamed, slamming her book, and stalking away.
And as the time passed like this, it was no wonder she grew to hate him.
But everything changed as she was on the train back to Hogwarts for her 5th year.
She was just sitting in her usual corner, back against the wall, reading, like usual. So she didn't notice him come in. He looked her over, at her long silky hair that fell about her face, her downcast grey-green eyes, and her slight smile showing her now straightened teeth. And her outfit also caught his attention. What with her new white button up t-shirt, her blue and black tie, and her black and blue plaid skirt, she didn't look anything like she had in years past. And he seemed to notice. He tried to hit on her, and smirking slightly, as usual, she told him loudly to "Fck off Malfoy."
His jaw dropped. He couldn't believe it was her. She assured him that it was, and that she hadn't forgotten the years of torture he had put her through.
"B-but what happened to your hair??" She shrugged.
"I learned a straightening charm."
"And your glasses?"
"Its called contacts."
"But your teeth!"
"Got my braces off."
Then his eyes moved down from her face, to finally rest on her chest.
"MALFOY!! Don't do that!!" She securely wrapped her arms around her chest, blocking his view.
"Y-she grew up-" he muttered, eyes still lingering.
"Yea. Ok. I grew up. Big deal!! That doesn't change anything." He was speechless.
That year was the same as always...except for one small thing. She couldn't help but think that Malfoy hadn't annoyed her quite as much lately, or been quite the pain in the ass. But it was probably just her imagination.
And before she even knew it, she was back on the train to Hogwarts, and for the last time. She would be going into her 7th and final year of school.
The year itself went great for her; she made friends, had fun, and fell in love. Or so she thought. His name was Jake, and he was everything she could have ever hoped for. Dark chocolate hair, deep blue eyes, the body of a rock star and the personality of a knight. He was perfect. Until that is, he ripped her heart out. Near the end of the year, days before the prom held for the 7th years, she caught him snogging another girl in an empty classroom. Though really it was more then just snogging. He tried to explain, but she didn't want to hear it. Heartbroken she fled out to her tree to be alone. But she wasn't alone. Out of the shadows stepped Draco Malfoy. The last person in the world she wanted to see. Granted, he had made it a point to lay off this year- in fact, he had been so close to nice that it was...scary. But still. All she wanted was somewhere quiet to cry and reflect on how her life was over.
"Hey." He said sitting by her. She just looked away.
"What's wrong? You're crying and I had nothing to do with it." he said. Which only caused her to glare at him.
"Oh come on, that was supposed to make you laugh."
"I can't laugh you jackass."
"Well why not?"
"Because my life is over."
"No. Its not. But you shouldn't be crying. What's wrong?" she just couldn't believe she was having this conversation with him of all people. But she was.
"I'm about to graduate, and I just found the man I thought I loved in a classroom half-naked with another girl. Its like no one gives a dmn about me anymore."
"No one?" he asked questioningly.
"No one." She said, starting to get annoyed.
"Well what about me?"
"What about you?" she asked suspiciously.
"Don't she think I care about you?" he asked seriously. She just had to laugh.
"Don't make me laugh. You know as well as I do, that I hate you, and you hate me." She said simply.
"Well that's just to bad, isn't it?" he asked, leaning towards her, and then pressing his warm lips to hers in a chaste, soft kiss. Then he stood as quickly as he had come, leaving her to think.
'But he hates me doesn't he? Or does he?'
She fell asleep with her mind adrift with thoughts, still under her tree.
The next morning she awoke to soft footfalls, and she looked up to see Draco sitting himself beside her. She groggily sat up and turned to him. He just looked at her. They both just sat in a comfortable silence for a while, not talking, just enjoying the others company.
"Oh by the way, I brought this for you-" he said, setting down a napkin with a piece of toast on it in front of her. She just looked up at him.
"Thanks" she muttered. He nodded and started to walk away. He then turned back.
"By the way, if you still need as escort to the dance, I'd be honored to accompany you-" and with that he continued on his way. But as he got a bit farther she called
"Malfoy?" he turned around-
"Yea?" She responded without letting herself think anymore-
"Take me?" And he just nodded, and turned back around so she couldn't see him smile. When he was almost out of earshot, she called after him-
"Draco wait!!" and she ran at him and into his arms. He spun her around as he started to ask
"What?" But she said-
"Shhh" and put a finger to his lips.
"But what-" he tried again.
"Shhh I wanna see if its true what they say-" she whispered staring at his beautiful eyes.
"What who says?"
But she just pressed her lips into his. Then she pulled away as she looked she in his clear blue eyes whispering in a breathless voice-
"That you really do see fireworks the second time as well." She just smiled up at him as he smiled down at her and kissed her again.