It was a cold winter wednesday morning when i first saw you, You walked into the hall with a proud grin on your face like no other, it was a grin that makes you look in control and that was your aim.
Your father lucius walked only a few steps behind you, like a shadow, as you and your father walked in the whole room fell quiet and the only thing i could hear was the sound of my heart as you walked past me.
I stared curiously something about you was intriguing , My best friend hermione looked at you to and i felt myself getting jealous, although every individual in the room was also staring at you.
Guilt and jealousy consumed me, guilt mostly because of the jealousy.
Although all i could think about was you, your past, your thoughts, your life, your name.
Who you really are you and why you are here, sometimes i think about the day i first saw you and sometimes i wish i just minded my own business but at the same time if i did i would have never gotten to know you.
