(From the view of Draco)
Have Ты ever seen something so beautiful as light? What ever it is that Ты saw it would never be as beautiful as the light I have just witnessed as it stands this light which holds my сердце together in one piece ceases to know I existed. Even though we walked down the same corridors to such things as laborious lessons that I cannot wish to attend, she floats on облако nine as she embraces her muggle-born ways that I Draco Malfoy mock her with my own undying Любовь to her... the еще she floats the еще I fall and the only way that I can hold onto her and actually speak to her is through spite and horrible crude words, pretending to be Остаться в живых in my pure blood mania to impress my family, I would much rather loose everything to have her for my own. My father saw that something was bothering me but he thought, being the selfish man that he is, that it was that I was worried that I was scared and worried about my new state in society, scared about being a deatheater. He will never know.... not that he helped of course that just got me еще worried. I have to kill Albus Dumbleldore, Hermione would never Любовь me then. My father decided to then have a proper Father-Son chat with me and asked me what was really wrong and he сказал(-а) "Oh I know... Is MY DRACO having some problems with Girls!!" and I stayed silent and for the last couple of days of the holidays he was giving me these "looks" and... like winking at me... and when I gave him looks back after he winked he just laughed In that Parent way which scares me sometimes...