In the Shadows

Chapter One - Infatuation

    *Second person*

     He was always something different, Draco Malfoy that is. The man who had to be the best in everything he did. It was always him. Best broom handler, potion maker, spell caster; you name it, he excelled in it. You could call it infatuation, what most other girls also felt for him. But to me, I would tell you that it was more than just a childish crush. I found myself looking for him everywhere I went, even just trying to get a whiff of his cologne. You might say that I am desperate, I prefer the term dedicated.

   But unlike other girls, it wasn't his excellence that did it for me. It was his flushed face on a winter's day, the way he licked his plump rosey lips everytime he was nervous. I have felt like this for years considering we were childhood friends. My other brother was much closer to him though, it seemed like I was always one step behind them. 

   That was Draco, or Mr. Perfect depending on who you ask. Him and Penny were perfect together. You would have thought that their love was something scripted from a romance movie. I wish someone looked at me the way Draco looked at her. Maybe I would not feel so alone.

* First Person *

"Y/N, are you ready for the match tonight?? Your house against mine" Harry yelled down the hall to me. Harry had become a closer friend of mine within the years, despite his popularity, I somehow never managed to gain traction-- not that I would want to. 

"Of course Potter. Who do you peg me for? .. a loser? Slytherin will win tonight. I just know it" I respond.

Harry scoffs, "maybe in your dreams, get ready, i will meet you in the main hall in an hour and we can head down together. Do NOT be late, you always seem to be".

I chuckle and run back to the Slytherin common room. There I see Draco and all his buddies. Such arrogance exudes from his friends, but from Draco, it was something different. It felt like he needed it, their validation that is. Maybe it's just in my head. 

"Nyxie come her" I say as I enter the room. A small tabby cat creeps out from under the bed. Oh little one, how loved you make me feel. I begin to change but before i redress, I hear a knock at the door. "Hello? Who's there"

"Draco. I am making my rounds informing everyone the match will start in exactly an hour. Show pride for our house. I hope to see you there" he says in his classic monotone voice.

Oh great. The same message you tell everyone, boy do I feel special. I had been dreaming about us talking for a while-- to say it would not be like that, is an understatement. I quickly throw on some tights, a black button down, and a plaid skirt. Hmm maybe some blush too. He'd like that.