Love is Pride

This is a Drarry fan-fiction in the perspective of Draco...

*prologue*
In the corner of my eye, I see him giving me the coldest, mercenary glare. He clearly, fortunately, doesn't understand my feelings for him but whilst I am rejoicing, I realise that my chance to confess to Harry will never come. He's leaving Hogwarts in a few days, I won't ever get to see his face again. In a split second, my joyful ness, happiness turns to melancholy, depression with Harry gone, my heat will be icy, empty, purposeless...