Draco Malfoy

That day

From the moment I saw him... I knew I hated him. He needed to leave. Just get out of the lives of normal people and go live in somewhere fancy like France. The normal people needed mediocre faces and he did not have a mediocre face. If anything it was flawless and beautiful. But I hated his guts. Again. He needed to leave.

Draco's POV

As soon as I saw her looking at me a look of pure disgust and hatred crossed her face. A smirk found its way to mine.  I wondered who this girl was and why she caught my attention. I also wondered why she hated me so much.  She turned away and briskly walked in the opposite direction of where I was. I watched her hair swish back and forth. Back and forth. It was a curly mess. But somehow she made it look... good? She had an athletic build and a nice butt. I like the way she walked. It was like she owned the world but didn't expect anything from it. Or maybe that's just what I think. She was pretty tall but I was still taller. That made me smile. At least I had something over her. (Haha get it over her? Im so sorry). If only I knew her name.

Becca's POV

What was with that guy. Why did he smirk at me. Why was he staring at me. Agh I know I hate him already. He's obviously one of those guys who thinks they're better than everyone. I can't stand him and I haven't even talked to him. I don't even know his name. His hair, perfectly styled. His outfit, impeccably tailored to his exact measurements. While I'm here looking like an old broke woman who lives on the streets. My robes are so big I'm practically swimming in them. They have holes and bad patch jobs. I sigh. I look so ugly. He's probably just gonna make fun of me... especially since I'm a muggle-born.