You loathed him; he could see that in the glare you frequently sent his way. Draco had never seen an expression of complete tenderness directed towards him on your face when you were at school together. There may have been moments of partial softening on your part, but they never lasted long.
Like when you caught him looking at Katie Bell with guilt etched on his gaunt face. When you looked at him eye to eye for the first time since Harry cursed him. But like I said; they never lasted.
Draco never hated you. You annoyed him frequently, you annoyed everyone around him frequently, and you had an irritating habit of reinforcing the rules that he didn't care to obey. But he never hated you.
He didn't tell Lucius about his crush, though he often suspected that Lucius knew something. Every time Lucius pulled out his 'Mudbloods are scum,' speech, it got more urgent and intense.
Whenever Draco caught himself casually glancing at you in class, he would force himself to face the front, playing his father's words in his head, over and over.
"Shouldn't even be at Hogwarts... Deterioration of the school's reputation... Sullying us Purebloods with their filthiness..."
