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The Golden Boy and his Friends (and foes) are in Year 6.
Chapter 1:
Hermione was just washing up in the Prefect Bathroom. She looked into the mirror; there was a beautiful Young Lady with Brown hair with golden highlights, a rather stunning Body, and a radiance that no one could deny.
But she did not see that, she didn't have the confidence to see that. So she looked into the mirror and gave a small sigh. She picked up her bag from the chair by the door and went out.
Draco went into the prefect bathroom to be undisturbed by his cronies. He hid in one of the stalls, and put his head in his hands, to think. He heard someone come in; he peeked out of the stall he was in.
Granger, That Mudblood's grown up, amazing almost. No shut up DRACO! You don't like her, so stop complementing her!
He saw her look into the mirror, he heard a faint sigh, and then she exited the Bathroom. Draco got up and went to wash his hands, as he was walking out he felt he had kicked something. He looked down and saw a Little Black leather-bound book. He picked it up. Most of the pages were filled up with writing.
I'll read it later
Then Draco headed up to his Dormitory to finish up his potion's homework.
Draco's Dormitory.
Draco finished up his potion's homework, It was about 11.30. He was about to go into bed when he remembered the book. He looked through it to see if there was an identity to who owned the book. He found none. He began to read the first page in his head…
Darkness around you
Light within you
I see the fire that you hold
Days when you keep your head down
Days when you hold it up high
Its all the same so why bother
Light within you
But you can't see
Blinded by the darkness
Hatred and Jealousy
If only a light to guide you
Were there
Yet I watch you from a distance
You glance my way
Only for a second you let your wall down
I try to hold it let it stay
I let go and am forced to see
The being the person
That's haunting me
Draco read the first page over and over, stunning how this came close to reality. He wanted to know who had written this. He had to find out. He's thoughts floated around in his mind before he fell asleep.
Draco woke up, it was early, 6 am on a Saturday morning. He took the little black book and put it in his pants pocket, he put on his robes and headed to the Great Hall for Breakfast, knowing no one would be there.
Draco entered the great hall and looked around, he was right no one was there. He sat down and started to eat, When a girl with brown hair with blonde streaks, and a rather stunning body, she had an almost a glow.
Beautiful. Wait a minute that's the Mudblood! We have no intentions of calling her beautiful. Damn it! Why does she have to look like that and not even know it?
She no doubt saw him staring at her. She sat down on the other side of the Griffindor table, so that she was facing Draco. She just as he was, studied him. His hair wasn't slicked back, his body had, well he had a body, a very nice body. All the quidditch actually paid off. Hermione couldn't deny this. He was stunning.
Just as Draco was about to exit the great hall, he felt her eyes on him. He was almost out the door when he turned around, and smirked and nodded at Hermione. She smiled to herself.
WHAT DID I JUST DO!?! I must be losing it.
Draco went straight to the library, it was Saturday after all no one goes to the library on a Saturday.
He sat down on a table near the back next to the biography's of famous witches and wizard were, no one ever went there. Or so he thought. Draco took out the little black book and he went to the next entry written…
As I look out the window I see
a figure of doom and dismay.
I see the planets and cosmos don't stand in my way
I want to go to you
To whisper in your ear
Whatever you're thinking
I'll always be near
I want to bear my soul
I want the truth to be told
I just want to hold you
You look so cold
I want to be in your arms
I want to feel your kiss
Tonight is the night I want to feel eternal bliss
But no matter what I want or dream
It will never come true
The sky will never be
This dark of blue
But I don't even care
That I don't know you
Just come be with me
And for a moment you'll see
You don't have to be cold
I'll warm you up and set you free
Draco smiled at this poem. It was almost… nice. He smiled and was about to turn the next page when he hear someone coming. He immediately shut the book and placed it in his pocket. He grabbed the nearest book and pretended to be asleep.
Hermione walked into the Library and headed straight to her favorite spot, But someone had already beat her there. She found an a sleeping Malfoy. She smiled he almost looked peaceful. She went to see his face. She thought to wake him up but she didn't she just sat across from him and started to read.
Why didn't she wake me up? Was the only thought in Draco's head. He pretended to wake up. He stretched. Hermione looked at his body. He saw her she was staring at him, but she pretended to read. This he smirked at. He nodded his head to her and casualy walked out of the library.One thought was still in his head, who the poet of this little black book was...
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