Draco's POV:
I started walking towards the Library after dinner. Harry Potter had just asked Ivy to the Yule Ball Dance. I was hoping to ask her. Why Potter? Why does every girl like him. He's not special, he's nothing.
"Hey Draco, what happened are you alright?" It was Ivy. She had fallowed me to the Library.
"I see you are going to the dance with Pottah huh? What kind of flowers are he getting you? The flowers at the end of Diagon Ally that say "1 flower, 1 galleon?"
"Oh shove it Malfoy. Your just jealous." Ivy scoffed.
"Jealous of who, Pottah? How could I be jealous of him?"
"Because as soon as you overheard Harry asking me to the dance you threw a tantrum and left. If you wanted to take me you should have asked. And Harry is kind, compassionate and truly cares about others feelings. All you do is whine and pitty your self. Just because you have daddy issues dent give you an excuse to act like a child."
"How dare you ever speak to me like that." I walked out of the Library. My foot steps echoing with each step. I headed towards the astronomy tower.
YOU ARE READING
To the boy I loved.
Novela JuvenilLove, Terror, War. In this story I have created, you will se different characters POV and different parts of their lives. PLEASE NOTE this does take place in their 6th year but I have decided to add the yule ball! I hope you enjoy!
