Danielle was walking, and walking in the Twilight. There was no ground beneath her, no sky above her, and she was able to hear nothing but faint voices she couldn’t make out. The cold was getting to her body; her nightgown wasn’t enough for her warmth. She was walking around bear footed not knowing where she was or where her feet were taking her. As Danielle walked farther and farther into the darkness she was able to make out a dim light shining far ahead. Danielle’s paced quickened as she ran and ran towards it.
As she approached closer and closer she was able to see that she walked right into the grounds of Hogwarts.
“What am I doing here?” She asked herself. She ignored her inner anxiety and walked towards the castle. She had no control over her body, she didn’t know what she was doing, what was about to happen.
As she walked inside she went to the Great Hall. She opened the doors and noticed that everyone in Hogwarts grew silent. All eyes fell upon her, not the kind glances that she would receive from strangers, but glares of fiery hatred. Her pace slowed down as she scanned the room. She walked over to the Gryffindor Table and was ready to sit down until she felt string arms wrap around her fragile body.
“You can’t stay with them…” Said a cold smooth voice of Draco. His lips brushed against her neck.
“You don’t need them,” He continued.
“Not after what you’ve done…” He added.
“You belong with me now Danielle.” He finished.
Danielle woke up to Christmas Morning panting in cold sweat. She glanced at her clock sitting upon the side table next to her bed. 4:23 am. It read.
“The git wont even leave me in my dreams” She muttered. Danielle tried her hardest to fall back asleep, she wanted to forget the Draco Malfoy even existed in the world but she couldn’t. She just simply couldn’t.
Danielle thought of him a lot over the Holidays. His Pale face, soft grey cold eyes, shiny platinum blonde hair, pointed face…
No! I don’t like him! Was what Danielle had to tell herself constantly but it never worked.
Danielle kept replaying the night of the Christmas party over and over in her head, wishing she could take it all back. But, a small part of her wanted her to do it again. She wanted to kiss Draco Malfoy Again? Yes, she did. Though, the thought of it was ridiculous she couldn’t help but think that she did feel attraction towards him. But, she knew the idea of it was wrong, completely against the laws of nature.
However she was a little concerned about seeing Malfoy again. The last time they talked together he had threatened her. Danielle was sure that that he would follow up with it, he wasn’t going to let go of the idea. In fact he seemed more dominate about pursuing a kind of future with Danielle than having her admit her feelings towards him. She just wouldn’t co-operate with his assumptions.
Then why did she want to kiss him again? Why did she want to pursue a future with him of all people? Why did she still feel hatred towards him? None of this made sense to her. “Why?” Was the question on her mind as of this point?