Ok this is the second chapter, I restate that my writing is not good but I am trying! Hope you like it (oh and more actual story will come in the next chapter)
The idea of marring Draco, always kinda scared me. I first met him when I was 3 years old, we became friends right away, and of course we had to hide our friendship. I was 7 when I learned that I was to marry him. When I learned that, I felt really awkward every time I saw him, so I tried to cut all ties with him but he didn't let me. Apparently he knew about the engagement from the beginning and he had made his piece with it, as I was to become one of the most important piece in the dark lords revival and bringing into power, his family wanted to connect him with me.
When I first met Harry Potter, I hated him. I hated him with a passion. He was the person that made my family what it was, he was the one that destroyed my life and forced me into that "mission". Either way I pretended, and that is what I continued to do for a long time. I pretended to like him, I pretended to be his friend and I pretended to be the one helping him. The first time that I saw Draco in Hogwarts I was amazed, he had grow quite a lot since our last meeting, but still he looked quite delicate and girl-like. He looked at me with discuss and contempt, it surprised me. I got even more surprised when he started to talk to Harry, trying to persuade him into Joining him as his friend, Harry of course said no, but I was still annoyed by Malfoys move. He must have noticed that because when we all were in Hogwarts, as we were all moving up the stairs he grabbed my hand and whispered into my ear
" I didn't mean to offend you Ron, I had to try taking him into our side . . . you would be free. . , you know I didn't mean any of those insults."
Then into the commotion he hastily kissed my cheek, and left. My cheek still burned burring the sorting ceremony. Even if I knew I would end up in Gryffindor (coz of a spell my mother casted on me this morning), I was still anxious and fidgety. I did end up in Gryffindor, with Harry.
In time I learned to live by Harrys side, to be his fiend and as the years passed I stayed by his side during all his triumphs against the dark lord, and after a while I really and truthfully stated seeing him as a kind of friend. During all those years I still kept in touch with Draco, the occasional secret chess game, or after hours walks, some of them were imposed on me by my family or sometimes Draco himself. In the beginning he tried to pry about Potter, Gryffindor and everything else, but I always felt uncomfortable talking to him about those things, so our meetings became casual, cut from the outside world. Everything in our lives was in havoc and falling apart, but during those meetings we felt like we were all alone in the world. We felt better when we were together, and after some time I even started to develop feelings for him. Everything changed during the end of fifth year. Around that time a rumor started going around about Hermione Granger and me (the only thing I did was totally ignore her, and people started assume that I liked her . . . ). At that time Harry and Draco started being awkward and weird with me, and the why wasn't reviled to me until summer holiday.