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I must stop.
I must stop thinking of her.
My sweet lovely Y/N.
She is a Hufflepuff.
I'm a Slytherin.
It would never work.
I just can't stop thinking of her beautiful H/L H/C and those amazing eyes.
Why does she have to be a Hufflepuff?
I remember the first day I saw her. I was in Flourish and Blotts picking out my school books when someone walked straight into me.
She fell on her butt and her books fell all over the floor in every direction.
Of course, me being a Malfoy I told her to get the fuck out of my way but, when I actually look at her beautiful face, she was all red.
I remember feeling kinda bad for being such a dick so, I helped her up and picked up her books for her.
Handing her books to her I ushered her a quick quiet apology before rushing out of the store to find my mother.
Since that day I always sneak little glances of her in the hallway or in classes we share.
But she would never give me a chance because I am the Slytherin Prince who "hates" Mudbloods and Hufflepuffs.
Currently, I am walking along the Great Lake trying to get my thoughts in order.
The sky was starting to turn into a mix of orange and pink, the temperature dropping with it. I wrapped my green and silver scarf tighter around my neck. Curfew was due in an hour.
"Hey, Draco! How's it going?" A warm voice greeted me from behind.
Y-Y/N?
I turned around to be greeted by Y/N also wrapped in her house scarf. The yellow and black bring out her E/C eyes. She was walking to me the wind blowing her hair behind her back.
"What are you doing here?"
"What? I didn't know I had to have a reason to talk to you Mr.Malfoy." Y/N said walking passed me. I could hear a hint of playfulness in her voice.
I could feel the corners of my lips turn upwards.
"Sorry, you didn't hear. Everyone knows." I say smiling slightly matching the same tone she had moments ago.
She turned around to face me, smiling ear to ear. The hair and the ends of her scarf blowing to the side.
Turning around again to walk along the lake. I slowly followed her.
"Soooooooo Draco. Can I call you Draco?" She asked facing the setting sun.
"You may."
"Stop being so formal Draco. We are only 15. You'll have plenty of time to do that when you're old." She said pointing her finger at me.
This girl is going to be the death of me.
Those E/C eyes.
Those pink plump lips.
That smile.
"Hey Draco, can I tell you a something?"
"Of course," I respond my eyebrows knitting together in confusion.
"I know you like me."
I could feel the heat rush to my cheeks.
"I-I-I why would I--"
"Don't make excuses Draco. I see you watch me as I walk passed you. And I see you stare at me in class. I was just hoping you would admit it. Good night, Draco."
She started to walk towards the castle I grabbed her wrist and did something unthinkable.
I kissed her.
Hard.
On the lips.
They were warm and tasted of vanilla-mint chapstick.
I pulled her closer to me by her waist.
When she pulled away , I pulled her back for another kiss but, she put her hands over my cheeks.
"That was nice. I never expected a Slytherin to be as good of a kisser." She said giggling.
"Be my girlfriend."
We both laugh as we share another kiss under the setting sun.
This love was unlikely.
But I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.
