I looked at him.
He was staring at the floor again.
For the first time in my life, I couldn't pay attention to what the professor said.
The lesson ended and I felt so irresponsible, how could I be so unconcentrated in the lesson?! This stupid Malfoy! Why am I even thinking about this arrogant annoying boy?
We have nothing in common and he had never talked to me!
Not paying attention to where I was going was another thing in this day I haven't paid attention to. The books I had in my hands fell on the floor and my bottle of ink broke and was spoiled all over the floor.
I couldn't believe that Malfoy would come to help me, but he came, quietly.
Draco bent down, and for a second he was very close to me.
Quickly he picked up all my books, looked at me in the eyes, gave them to me without touching me even on the finger, turned around and left the classroom.
I left the classroom quickly, almost running.
It was a weird feeling. I could almost hear my heartbeats.
What have I done? What makes me look at her in this way?
Oh god, I think I'm going nuts...
What just happened?
I have no idea what made me help her, who have I become?
A weird thought came to my mind that bottle of ink that had broken felt exactly like my heart.
Shattered and exploded, spoiled all over the place, and no one can make it whole again.
My brain was exploding, nothing made sense, why would he want to help me? Did he go mad?Malfoy wasn't a 'helper'.
The weekend was here. we went to Hogsmeade.
Later, I was left alone in the 'three broomsticks' drinking a huge cup of butterbeer.
This world is crazy, what is going on?
Someone sat in the wooden chairs next to me, I didn't pay any attention, until I heard his voice, ordering butterbeer.
Draco Malfoy's voice.
After few seconds He got up from his chair, leaving his ordered butterbeer behind and started walking towards the exit.
I felt the need to say something, but I didn't know what.
I took a deep breath.
'Malfoy.' I said
He stopped walking but didn't turn around.
'Can I ask something, please?' I stood up and walked towards him, while he still was with his back against me.
'What is going on?' I continued.
Finally, he turned around, but very slowly. 'I have no idea what are you talking about.'
'You have no idea?' I confronted him, I don't know why, but I started to feel very angry 'how come you have no idea?!'
He knew I was about to explode, telling all the pub what Lucius's Malfoy's son has done in the past 4 years, he looked at me and his eyes were screaming 'be quite!'
Very surprised he grabbed my hand and took me to a far corner of the room, I tried to resist but he was way stronger than me. It just made me angrier.
'What are you doing?! Are you mad? Do you think that a 'talk' will make me feel better?!'
'Listen..' he had started to say, but I stopped him
'No, I won't listen, you listen to me! Are you so afraid someone to know that you are not as hard as your father-'
He let go of my hand.
He looked me in the eyes, I started drowning into his gray eyes, his beautiful gray eyes and I finally shot up.
'I'm not afraid. I'll never be afraid of anything'
'I'm sorry to ruin your beliefs but you are. You are afraid to feel love. Do you think I'm stupid? You are afraid to say it to me..'
There was silence for a long minute.
'Don't compliment yourself' Draco said and was about to leave the conversation.
'Do you think that you staring at me for years at the great hall, or you acting very weirdly is to compliment myself?'
He didn't answer, he gave me a last look and faded away.
For two weeks Draco Malfoy didn't make eye contact and he returned to be the stupid, arrogant, annoying guy that everybody hates.
One of the evenings I was walking around the castle ground with my friends when I saw him.
The vision made me sick.
Stupid Malfoy was sitting few feet away from me with his housemate, or more than that, Pency-something, very closely seating.
Who even cares what her name was?
I turned around, and without much explanations, I returned to the castle.
'What was that?' My friends asked.
'I don't know' I lied, still thinking about his words.
'Don't you think you can't show any sense of what you call love because of what your fool friend will say?'
Wondering, I went to bed.
Was I really afraid of telling my friends that Malfoy caught my mind?
That he is afraid to say what he really feels? If he really does...
For two weeks Draco Malfoy didn't make eye contact, again, he didn't say a word to me, not that I really cared.
Monday night I couldn't sleep, I spent all night thinking.
I got up from my bed, something like in the afternoon, very late for class, pretty tired, and very angry, again.
I ran towards the classroom, running into one of Malfoy's scary friends.
'Watch where you going!' He screamed.
'Oh, shut up!' I answered, very surprised and a little bit scared of myself. 'You and your stupid friends!'
He gave me a very frightening look.
I took a deep breath, not knowing how to rescue myself.
How could I be so stupid? I am The stupid one! This Malfoy gets all the bad out of me, I hate him! I'm late for lessons, I couldn't sleep and I'm not concentrated. I would never scream in the hallways out of nerves if it wasn't this Malfoy.
'Let her go' ordered Malfoy that came behind me.
I froze, now he comes? Now he remembers I exist? One day he speaks to me and in the next, it's like I'm no longer here.
The stupid bully got away and I was left with Malfoy.
I ignored him and started to walk away when suddenly he grabbed my shoulder.
'Leave me alone you coward!' I screamed.
He was pretty shocked, Having nothing to say.
I turned around and he grabbed my hand and pulled me very close to him.
He looked around to see if we were alone in the corridor.
For a second I couldn't breathe and my heart jumped. His hand was cold. Very cold, like he never got warm next to a fireplace held or worst- held someone's hand.
I remembered I was furious with him and I was about to punch him in the face. He let go of my hand and he left, almost running.
For a minute I stood there like a fool, my head was empty.
I took a look at my hand, maybe trying to find something odd there, but it was normal.
I took a deep breath and I felt my eyes filling with tears.
I ran outside, sitting next to a lonely tree.
I burst into tears. Was I going mad? What is going on?!
I stayed outside for the rest of the day.
It was already night when I thought I should go back to the castle.
Someone came next to me. I stood up looking at Malfoy's face.
He looked at me in silence.
'What do you want?' I asked.
He didn't answer.
'I don't want to hear from you, please leave'
He didn't move a muscle.
I took a deep breath, planning to say something, but not knowing what when he took my hand, and again he hand was cold.
I looked in his bright gray eyes when I leaned over to kiss him.
He froze.
I took a step back and he looked pretty lost.
'Say something' I asked.
He didn't say a word so I made him sit next to me on the grass.
'Why did you do that?' He finally said.
I laughed, after a long time I laughed, 'Don't you think that is a very stupid question?'
He gave me a tiny smile, a real smile, that I have never seen, and got up.
'Where are you going?' I asked.
'I.. mm.. I have a prefects meeting'
I stood up immediately as I called him. 'Draco..', but he left.