HeartBroken

Backstory

Love is a painful thing, something overrated and overwhelming. Love is made out to be some amazing thing that makes your heart flutter and your stomach drop, it makes you feel as if you're on a never ending roller coaster.

For me that roller coaster is full of headache and heartache, pain and sadness. Love is supposed to be real, it's supposed to make you feel happy.. but for me... let's just say it was nothing like that.

In my sixth year I fell in love with the enemy, and he fell in love with me. At first he made me feel amazing, he made me feel like I was the only girl on earth.

I would lay in bed for hours fantasizing about our future and about how we would be the the couple that everybody was jealous of, the couple that was flawless.

   Except the fact that my mom was a mess that was being kept in Azkaban and my dad was a drunk my life was ok. I hid my feelings quite well, but Draco was the only one that I shared everything with.

-FlashBack-
    "Get back here you filthy Half-blood", Malfoy shouted at me as I ran down the hill to Hagrid's shack with Harry, Hermione and Ron.

     Draco was angry with me because earlier I embarrassed him in front of Snape. Draco was trying to perform a spell but it didn't work. He waved his wand around shakily and his voice slowed down as he realized he couldn't do it.

  I said, "haha how sad... Mr. Know it all can't perform the simple Expelliarmus spell". So obviously I went along and performed the spell on him, leaving him speechless and angry.

Before we could open the door to Hagrid's shack Draco tackled me and said, "you'll be sorry", as he took he wand out of his pocket and pressed it against my chin.

Right before he could do anything Harry pushed him off of me and we ran off. I kept glancing back of Draco and every time I did our eyes locked. Each time my heart fluttered, oh my god did my heart just stop for Draco Malfoy... of all people.