Hatred. That's the only word with which I can describe my feelings to that stupid blonde stereotype. Even just his name makes my skin crawl. Draco. Every time i see his stupid face I want to rip it to shreds.
"Potter." He smirked, walking up to Hermione and I. That smirk...It's so pre...No! What am I thinking?!
"Malfoy." I sighed, rolling my eyes.
"Amy, Can I talk to you?" He smiled, genuinely . Hermione smirked, winking towards me before running off towards Harry and Ron.
sUddENly, Draco grabbed me by my waist, Pulling me in and looking me in the eyes. "I.. Like you. Do you- MMPH" i cut him off by kissing him, Then smiling as we pulled back.
"Does that answer your question?"
"Definitely"
