And Then I Met You

Headache

POV: Madison 

I can't stop thinking about him. 

It's been weeks since the yule ball, and the image of Draco is still burned into my memory. The way he looked at me while leaving the yule ball. How long had he been watching me? Why did he leave? And why did he look so goo-

"No, stop it", I scold myself out loud. 

Jenna shoots me a perplexed look and I wave her off. 

I hate the way Draco makes fun of my friends, the look he gives me when I've done something stupid in class. I hate his huge ego, which is so big that I could probably kill myself if I jumped from it. 

I hate him. I hate what he does. 

No, I hate that I like it.

 Maybe my friends were wrong, and I am a true Slytherin. Attracted to malice and toxicity, feeding off the adrenaline that courses through my body when he gives me that look...

I sit back, sighing, and make a mental note. I hate him. 

And yet, I can't get him out of my head. He looked so different in his freshly pressed suit, his hair neatly gelled back. If I focus enough, I can recall the cologne he was wearing. He almost looked attractive... 

Just almost. 

I nod at the conclusion to my inner argument, and zip up my suitcase. It's Christmas break, and all students get to go home for two weeks. It's a much needed break from the school stress, and I can't wait to get home, to see my parents again. 

"I've been wanting to ask you this for a while now". 

I look over at Jenna, who has taken a break from attempting to close her overfilled suitcase.

"What's that?" 

"You don't resemble your parents in any way. Why?" 

She's right. My mother and father both have dirty blonde hair and saphire blue eyes. Their skin shows no hints of any moles, freckles, or birthmarks. Then there's me, their daughter with dark hair, green eyes and freckles covering her entire face. 

"I'm not sure...", I reply, scratching my head. "In case you're asking if my parents adopted me, the answer is no. At least I don't think so. I guess I just didn't inherit their physical appearance." 

Jenna he looks up at me, grinning. "This is very far fetched", she chuckles, "But you sort of remind me of Harry." 

"Of Harry?" 

"Mhm", Jenna turns back to her suitcase. "Your noses are strikingly similar. And the color of your hair." 

"Who knows, maybe he's my long lost brother!", I say, grinning at Jenna. I think for a minute. "Actually, I wouldn't mind that." I look around the room. "Hey, if anyone is listening to this, by all means, make it happen." 

Jenna snickers. "The Potter siblings. I can only imagine how the hate Draco already has towards you would increase by the tenfold. Harry's sister in his perfect Slytherin house..." 

Uncomfortable by the sudden inclusion of Draco, I lift my suitcase off the bed, setting it down on the floor. "Is it okay if I run ahead? Hermione and I want to make sure we claim a compartment on the train." 

"Of course, I'll just join you guys at Hogsmeade." 

"See you soon", I slip out the door and walk down the hall, towards the exit. 

All of a sudden my head feels numb, and my legs feel like jelly. My stomach lurches and I press a hand over my mouth. 

Once the spinning stops, I continue walking, cautiously. 

"You gonna miss me?" 

Draco is sitting on one of the couches, legs crossed. He's holding a green apple. 

I roll my eyes. "Sure..." 

"You know, you didn't look too bad at the yule ball." 

I stop dead in my tracks. "I didn't?" 

"Not at all." 

"Huh." 

Not wanting to boost my confidence anymore, Draco throws me an all too familiar smirk. "You know who you're not going to miss?" 

"Who's that?" I ask nonchalantly. 

"Your mudblood and blood traitor friends". 

I spin around, but before I can come up with a snarky comeback, my head starts spinning. I stumble towards the wall, leaning against it. "I-I... c-can't". I clutch my head. 

"You can't what? Come up with a proper comeback?", Draco sneers, staring at me. "Come on!" 

I shake my head, groaning. Everything sounds fuzzy. "C-can't", an agonizing pain blossoms in my head. So much worse than the headaches I've had over the past few weeks. 

I feel myself slide down the wall but before I hit the floor, my vision goes black.