I Refuse to Love You [A Draco Malfoy Love Story]

Ms. Turner dropped me off at Kings Cross station and left, the exhaust from her old car making my blond hair twirl and knot. I hurredly ran to platform 9 3/4 's before she would stop me and make sure my skirt was straight. I knew the routine, It was my 5th year at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry.

I carefully made my way down the aisle of the train, looking for an empty compartment. When I found one I collapsed onto the seat and looked out the window, eager for the train to start. Hogwarts was my home, both my parents were in St. Mungo's and I was staying with my Squib neighbor... Ms. Turner. She was fifty years old and knew nothing about being a parent. Of course I appreciated what she was doing, but I always felt an empty need for my parents. They were in St. Mungo's because of Bellatrix Lestrange. She set the Cruciatus Curse on them, trying to get information... My parents were weak and my mom was dying. So my dad told her which children were born at the end of July. They had no idea that it would cost to wizards their lives. I hadn't told anybody this, because Harry Potter was my friend and it was my parents that cost his parents their lives.

My thoughts were interrupted by a bunch of Slytherins entering my compartment, led by no other then Draco Malfoy. "Oh, well who do we have here?" he said as he scooted next to me. I turned to face him. "What do you want, Malfoy?" "Well, some one has a short temper." The other Slytherins giggled... Pansy, Crabbe, Goyle and Zabini. "Do you honestly expect me to be nice to you, Malfoy? You're a bloody asshole to the rest of my friends!" A look of curiousity passed through his face. "Who are your friends?" "Harry, Hermione and Ron." I said pointedly. "Oh so you're a Gryffindor? Well... No matter. I wouldn't be mean to someone as pretty as you, now would I?" He then took a strand of my hair around his fingers and curled it, smiling at me. I firmly took his hand and placed it back in its original position... far away from me. But he didn't take no for an answer. He put his arm around me and muttered in my ear. "I like it when they play hard to get." At that, I smacked Draco directly across his face and ran to exit the compartment. He stood up and angrily yelled "You'll pay for this, Mudblood!" I swung around and gripped each side of the door. "I'm a Pureblood." I loudly whispered before stomping out.