Dark Love (A Draco Malfoy Love Story)

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picture: slytherin themes;)

Draco

I walked with Crabbe and Goyle into the front entrance of Hogwarts. I pushed past some wimpy first years so I could get to the Great Hall first.

I took my usual seat on the long bench , Crabbe and Goyle across from me. Everyone else started to file in, the first years led to the front by Professor McGonagall.

I talked to Crabbe and Goyle and some other Slytherin guys in our year during the whole Sorting of the first years...I didn't care about that at all.

I looked at Elizabeth who was chatting with Pansy and her other annoying friends.

She was so beautiful.

Now, you may be thinking, don't you hate Elizabeth? And the answer is no, I don't.

As a matter of fact, I happened to be in love with her.

Yes, in love.

Ever since we were about 9 years old, to be precise. I'd always thought she was such a pretty little girl, and she's grown into such an attractive teenager. But I could never be with her, not now at least.

I had to pretend I hated her, it was for the best. I acted rude and unpleasant towards her (and everyone for that matter), because I had to. I couldn't let my guard down. I couldn't seem weak. It would disappoint my parents, my father especially, and I lived to make them happy. Even it meant hiding the feelings I had for a girl.

And I couldn't show my soft side and allow Elizabeth to know I had feelings for her. What if she didn't feel the same way? It just couldn't be done. Her parents and mine always made us do things together and really wanted us to stay close together this year (I don't know why) and it was hard to push everything down inside me that's been fighting it's way to the surface for years, but...I can do it. I've been doing it. It's not that hard, considering Elizabeth already hates me.

Like Elizabeth, I hated what my parents were and who they supported. But I was afraid of what might happen if I didn't do what they said, so I had to obey and go along with everything they asked of me. And I know Elizabeth did the same.

I did my best to avoid her during school, but we had every class together, we were in the same House and shared the same common room. But again, I could do it.

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The next day was the first day of classes. My schedule wasn't so bad, we only had 3 classes with the Gryffindors (my least favorite house). So I didn't have to see that blasted Harry Potter and his dumb friends that much. There was Harry Potter, the self centered, show off, and attention whore. Just because he survived when You-Know-Who tried to curse him shouldn't make him famous. Then there's Ron Weasley, the dumb ginger haired boy who's family had more children than they could afford. And last, but certainly not least, was Hermione Granger, the Mudblood who shouldn't even be allowed into Hogwarts. Oh God, I hated them all. Oh wait...I hated everyone.

I whizzed through all my morning classes, without giving Elizabeth so much as a dirty look.

Then after lunch, I was off to Care of Magical Creatures with the Gryffindors and the fat, stupid, illiterate oaf as a teacher, Hagrid. And of course, he favorited Potter and the rest of the Gryffindors. No surprise there.

I made my way down to the entrance of the Forbidden Forest with Crabbe and Goyle. All the other 6th year Gryffindors were already there, and some Slytherins, including Elizabeth and her posse of brats.

My heart sped up when I saw her, but I knew nothing could be done about my feelings and I was back to being angry yet again.

Once everyone arrived, Hagrid jumped right into talking about what we would be learning this year and about the tests we would take. I could barely understand what he said because of his weird, thick accent. So lack of understanding caused me to not pay attention, so I began to zone out.

"Malfoy!" Hagrid's voice boomed loudly.

I looked up at the giant figure looming over me.

"Yes?"

"I asked yeh if yeh knew what Blast-Ended Skrewts where, since we'll be reviewing 'um."

"No, I don't. Maybe if you were a better teacher, I would know." I said.

Hagrid flushed angrily.

"Hey! Hagrid is a very good teacher!" I heard Granger butt it.

"Shut it, Mudblood. Nobody asked for your input." I heard Pansy's shrieking laughter, almost making me cringe.

I looked over at Granger, smirking. Her eyes were watering and she sniffed as she ran off towards the castle, Weasel running after her.

"Guess someone can't face the truth." I commented.

"You better watch your attitude, Malfoy." Hagrid growled.

I crossed my arms.

"I'll 'watch my attitude' once I get a better Care of Magical Creatures teacher." I replied.

Now, Potter approached me. I was way taller than him, so if he thought he looked threatening, he didn't.

"You better stop, Malfoy." He said through his teeth.

"Make me." I hissed back.

I stared at him for another moment or two before Hagrid clapped his hands and got back into the discussion of this years curriculum, which was, once again, something I didn't care about.