Only - Draco Malfoy Love Story (COMPLETED)

Chapter 01

Authors Note: Hello! Thanks for taking a look at my first fanfiction writing. I hope you like it. Feel free to give me any constructive criticism. Just to let you know this is a fanfiction and it doesn't follow the same HP timeline. Also there are a bunch of differences so please just roll with them haha.

"To try to write love is to confront the muck of language: that region of hysteria where language is both too much and too little, excessive ... and impoverished."

Roland Barthes

It was Scarlet's first year attending Hogwarts and so found herself standing nervously on platform 9 ¾ with a trolley in her hand and a look of bewilderment and enthusiastic anticipation on her face. She took a moment soak in her surroundings before her gaze drifted directly ahead of her to rest upon the tremendous red train in all it's grandeur. "Things will certainly be different from now on" she muttered to herself. There's no doubt about it, school can change a person, especially in the case of a boarding school.

Questions were swirling rapid and rampant around in her head. These thoughts increased her insecurities of course, but at the same time they planted small seeds of excitement and hope about where Scarlet's life could be headed. One might find this a very uncomfortable state of being, but having a head teeming with thoughts and questions was a very normal occurrence for Scarlet. At least in this situation her over-active mind was being put to good use. For there was so much to think about in this moment that there really wasn't enough time for her usual over analysis of situations.

Some examples of the questions Scarlet had to ask herself were: Would she make any friends? Would her father be alright without her there? Did she leave her lovely blue cardigan in her washing basket?... and What house was she to be placed in?

The latter question seemed very important to her. Not only would her house be a -no- the main deciding factor of whom her time would majoritively be spent with over the duration of at least the course of her whole schooling life, probably longer, but it also would be incredibly confronting in that, to Scarlet's understanding, the hat was to tell her the 'type' of person she was.

Scarlet felt she had hardly a fragment of an idea of who she was... Was she brave? A leader, like a Gryffindor? She had always fancied herself to be curious she thought remembering back to an afternoon with her friends at the age of 7 contemplating just how they got so many bean flavors in bertie botts every flavored beans, so mayhaps a Ravenclaw title would suit her. Or could she call herself a Hufflepuff loyal and kind?

Being honest, Scarlet didn't want to be a Hufflepuff. Not that there is anything wrong with being loyal and kind of course, but if there was one thing she didn't want to be it would be boring. Scarlet wanted to live, have adventures, a personality, an opinion... even if no one else thought it of great importance.

She could have pondered for a few good long hours on this subject, but luckily she was relieved from her over-active brain by a boy of around her age, possibly a year or so older, knocking into her with quite a force. This caused a chain reaction which resulted in her luggage being thrown onto the ground. The boy bent down straight away and started picking up her cases. "Oh Merlin, sorry about that. I... my brother and I were..." the boy began not seeming to have gathered his train of thought back quite while looking back over to where he had come from.

Scarlet noted that the boy was rather tall and had incredibly red hair, and she thought to herself how she would rather fancy having such a strawberry coloured hue to her own hair. The boy got up and, now finally stopping to get a proper look at Scarlet, smiled. "Sorry, my names Fred, third year" he said putting his hand out for Scarlet to shake. Scarlet now having her hands free from the toppled trolley smiled back and lightly shook his had, laughing a little at the calamity of the whole situation. "I'm Scarlet, first year, lovely to meet you Fred" she said having to look up now that the boy was at his full stature. "Well, it would have been better under different circumstances" he laughed but all the same smiled in response.