I´m back to school , so it will probably take me longer to update. Anyway, since I love this couple, I´ll try my best..Now, on with the story…

Astoria´s POV

The minute I saw them coming through that door, I knew it. Beauxbatons had it. From that moment on, walking along with them was my dream. They were the most elegant, beautiful and classy witches I´d ever seen. Their blue silky uniforms were a dream, and their graceful moves made them look like angels. One of them could be the vivid picture of the Veela. I sighted. How badly I wanted to be one of them, to have that sparkle and that charm. But no, I was just a stupid brunette who had nothing special. At least Daphne was blonde, but I was stuck in this olive skin, brown hair and eyes.

But the best part came after, the Durmstrang boys. They were all extremely handsome, and came in with a rough entrance, striking their canes against the floor noisily, producing sparkles. Their uniforms were grey and cold, like their moves. Then, he came in, tall, strong, and really, really handsome. Viktor Krum. I didn´t like Quidditch, but well, he was worth watching a game. Now I had 2 dreams, to be a Beauxbatons girl, and to marry a Durmstrang boy. I deserved no more, no less. Why did I have to study in Hogwarts?

I sighed again. This was really unfair. A blue uniform and a handsome guy, that was it. And I was never going to have any of those. I was too little to be noticed by any Durmstrang boy, and as long as Daphne existed, we were never going to Beauxbatons, despite from how perfect my French was.

Why the long face? We´re in the middle of a celebration!- Mildred said, distracting me, as she pulled her messy curls away from her soup.

Oh, nothing, I just realized I am never going to have any of the things I long for- I replied, moving some of the chicken in my plate with a fork.

What are you talking about? - She continued, grabbing some vegetables.

I want to be a Beauxbatons girl- I whispered to her ear, and she laughed!

What´s so funny?- I yelled, frowning.

Tori, you are prettier than any of those, plus, you´re British- she said, smiling widely. She had really small teeth! I glared at her, like saying "bitch you don´t get a thing"

Well tell me, what else would you like, besides from being a French girl? - She asked, slightly pushing me with her skinny arm.

A Durmstrang boy- I whispered again.

Well I support you on that one- she said laughing, and I laughed too. We both knew that was even more impossible.

Or maybe not, because now the Durmstrang boys had joined our table, making us smile.

Even Viktor Krum joined our table. And of course, Malfoy was right there, to lick his boots. Well, I couldn´t deny it, Malfoy definitively fitted in with the Durmstrang boys. He was a pure-blood, he had the coldness in his eyes, he had the strength, that victorious smirk, and he was very handsome. Wait, what? NO, NO, NO, NO. There was no way I could be thinking that Draco Malfoy was actually handsome. He was a jerk, and he was Pansy´s. I shook my head; pretty sure I had gone mad.

Thanks god, some laughter saved me from my own mind. It was Lionel, and he was becoming friends with a Durmstrang guy, because suddenly, all the boys were trying to get a Durmstrang boy to like them, men. I turned back to Mildred, no one like her to distract me.

I´m done, what about you?- She asked, pulling her plate away from her.

I´m not really hungry- I replied doing the same as we both stood up and walked to the corridor.

Let me go somewhere- Mildred said, running away, she was probably going to the bathroom.

On my way back, I felt a pair of eyes on my gaze. I turned around to find Draco´s silver sparkly eyes, staring right back.

- Hey -he said, walking towards me.

- Hey- I replied, stopping to let him join me.

-I just wanted to say that this summer, don´t ask how, but I ended up on a muggle cab, and I finally found out who Madonna is, are you going stop avoiding me now?- he asked, standing up in front of me. He was smiling his brightest smile; his hair looked like fine silver threads that perfectly matched his deep eyes.

-Do you seriously think I´m avoiding you? - I asked, opening my eyes widely. I wasn´t avoiding him!

-Well last year you said I couldn´t talk to you if I didn´t know who Madonna was, I thought you were kidding, but, every time I tried to talk to you ,you´d avoid me so….- he answered, shrinking his shoulders.

-When did I say that? And, are you for real? Do you think I was avoiding you all year, and just because of that? -I said, rolling my eyes. I was sure he was joking; otherwise, he was the stupidest boy on Earth. He frowned to my words.

-Of course I´m for real! You know what? Never mind!- he yelled as he ran away, clearly upset. What was his problem? He had mood issues!

-What´s going on? Was that Malfoy? - Mildred asked as she foolishly ran to join me in the hallway.

-Yes, but he´s crazy- I replied, as she made a fun crazy face. I seriously needed some time with my tall friend, or I was going to end up crazy too!

-Hey you! - I heard someone call us. It was Azrit, with her gold-brownish hair and her signature jumpy steps.

-Hi!- Mildred and I replied at the same time.

-You guys are creepy! - Barjal yelled as she joined us, rolling her black eyes and pulling back her dark straight hair.

-Why? - Mildred asked, frowning.

-Forget it- Barjal replied rolling her eyes again.

-Hey- said Lionel suddenly joining us. Well, something good, Lionel brought a Durmstrang boy with him.

-He´s Ivan- he said, proudly introducing a boy. He was tall, with white skin and red cheeks, his eyes were hazel, his brown hair short.

-God kvelt- the boy said in a deep voice, smiling at all of us, as we all laughed, making him feel bad, poor thing!

-Again, please? - I said, smiling, trying to get him to gain some confidence.

-Good afternoon? - he said in a weird accent, smiling back at me. His smile was bright, completely contrasting with his grey dark uniform.

-I´m sorry, I find a little bit difficult to talk in English- he said, blushing. Oh My God! He was so cute! I can´t believe minutes ago I was thinking that Malfoy was handsome, this was pure beauty!

-Anyway, we should get going- said Lionel as he pulled his friend away, getting Israel to follow them.

-We should go to- I said, dragging Mildred along.

-Seems like one of your dreams is about to come true- She whispered, smiling eagerly.

-What are you talking about? - I asked, frowning.

-Oh come on! That guy clearly liked you!- She replied, laughing, opening wide her chocolate eyes.

-You´re crazy!- I yelled, as I messed even more her brown curls.

- But he was quite handsome- she said, raising her eyebrows, with victory on her eyes, she just loved being right, especially when I was wrong.

-Well, he was…. - I said, rolling my eyes. I had to admit it. That was by far the handsomest guy to ever talk to me or to anyone in our year. I smiled, if what she said was true, I was really lucky!

Draco´s POV

I always got nervous before talking to her, because she would always somehow end up making me look like an idiot, or hating me. And this year´s encounters hadn´t quite been the exception. I must admit that I was really disappointed after that talk in the hallway, because it reassured to me that she actually didn´t give a damn about me, probably she just remembered my name because I failed her .That was why I hated talking to her, it would never end up well. However, I loved how the last times it had ended on her laughing. Maybe she actually liked me, and she was just too shy. Well, I was about to give her the magnificent chance to overcome her shyness.

I had the rose in my hand, and she was sitting on the other corner, her brown eyes bewitched in a book, as a slight smile rested on her pink lips, her hair fell perfectly on her shoulders, just like a chocolate waterfall, she was so appealing, if you consider the fact that she had the most delightful honey skin. I breathed deep, ready to walk towards her. I t was just a simple damn question, and the worst that could happen, was her to simply say "No", or "Somebody else already asked me, sorry". It´s not like she was going to humiliate me, or make fun of me for the rest of my life. I breathed again; no way a filthy little girl was going to make me nervous. The problem was that she wasn´t filthy at all, on the contrary.

Shit, I´d stood here thinking stupidities too long, now a Durmstrang boy was approaching her. He was like my age or so, white skin, hazel eyes, short hair, the Durmstrang prototype. I bet that he was here for the same reason I was, the perfect date, and no one was more perfect than her. Of course she was going to say no. She should know he wasn´t worth her.

-Hallo- he said, in his weird language. I rolled my eyes, he couldn´t be more pathetic.

-Hallo Ivan!- she replied eagerly. The fuck this shit, they knew each other?

- Har du det bra?- he asked, smiling widely. His teeth were too big, and his lips were too thick.

-God takk?- She asked shyly, struggling with the words. He smiled widely at her, making her laugh quietly. What was funny about that? Nothing, probably the fact that he was just so P-A-T-H-E-T-I-C he couldn´t communicate in a proper English, and she found it funny.

-Very well!- he replied foolishly in his stupid accent, she gave him a wide smile, one of her cutest I must add, and I could just squeeze my fist angrily. If he didn´t walk away in 5 seconds, I was to Avada Kedavra him!

-You´re getting quite good at English too- she said, moving to make room for…. him …to….seat? She actually liked such an idiot? No doubt now, this girl was just, crazy.

- Y-Yo-You know, about the Yule Ball, I- I´m really excited about it, and I´d be pleased if you, if you, let me escort you, wou, wou, would you like that?- He asked nervous, stuttering, and with accent, what a douche bag. I rolled my eyes, she HAD to say no….

-Of course, I´d be honored!- She replied eagerly, smiling widely, breaking my heart. I just wanted to kill the bastard that was holding MY girl´s hand right now. I wanted to kick stuff!

I walked outside the library before I saw them get any closer. I kicked a wall furiously. I was such an idiot. If I´d just had the balls to walk towards her 5 minutes ago, she´d be MY date to the ball. But no, I was a fucking coward. I stared at the stupid rose in my left hand, he didn´t need a flower to get her. But I did, because I attended Hogwarts, and he attended Durmstrang, slight difference that screwed my life. Screw those bitches..

-Dracey!- yelled Pansy, completely distracting me.

-Why the long face, my king?- She said seductively, as she moved my chin so we could be eye to eye.

-Nothing, just bitches ruining my life- I said, as I rolled my eyes. She loved treating me like royalty, and we often played with it. I couldn´t deny I liked it, I mean; she was the only girl I was going to get, that was clear to me now.

-And that flower?- She said, as she grabbed my hand attempting to get the flower.

- I….I got it for you- I managed to say, as I handed it in. She´d probably kill my Astoria if she found out whom that flower was for, but I understood her. I knew that feeling, and it sucked.

-Oh Dracey!- She said, as she got in a kissing distance.

- Wanna go with me to ball? - I said, surprised with how easily the words came out. I didn´t even reason them, it was just, like, as if it was scripted or something.

She exceeded the kissing distance, actually kissing me, but this time, I could barely kiss her back. I felt nothing about her, well, nothing romantic. Because yeah, she was cool and that, but not the kind of girl I´d like. I could only like Astoria, and they were really different, Astoria was pretty, Pansy was pugsy, Astoria was smiling, Pansy was mocking. Astoria was delicate and untouchable, and Pansy was just, well, making out with me as I thought about someone else. But I couldn´t blame her, she was just in love.

I was in love too, the problem, it wasn´t her I was in love with. As she smiled at me, for the first time I felt compassionate about her. She thought I loved her, and the worst, I didn´t do a thing to get her to stop believing such thing. I was escorting her, only because the girl I wanted already had a date, and she didn´t have a clue about that, not like I wanted her to. She had been my company, my friend, and my fan all this years. I owed her this ball, at least.

Why was love so complicated? Why couldn´t I just love Pansy, and be happy? Why did I have to ..um.. love, a girl who didn´t give a damn about me, when I had a girl that would die for me?

That was the problem with Slytherins, we analyzed things a lot. I wanted to stop thinking, so I grabbed Pansy´s waste and kissed her…..

Love it? Hate it? U mad? Is it because Draco is snogging Pansy? Well, you now know his reason too…..he actually has a heart, and it´s broken! Please review!

PS-Tempting Vixen, I hope you enjoyed the phrase LOL