I got the urge to write, so I am! Here's my story before I forget what my idea was:
She sat by the lake on 'her rock', skipping rocks, with tears falling from her cheeks. He heard her. She didn't know he was there… and he didn't know she was either. Not until he actually saw her. He usually laughed when he saw someone crying. It gave him joy. That was just him.
He sat down. She looked at him. She didn't want him there… didn't want him to see her like that.
"Why are you crying?" He looked into her eyes. She looked at him, then skipped another rock across the lake.
"Go away." She picked up another one from the ground by her feet.
'Why is this different? Why can't I just leave? Why do I have to be so damn curious?' He thought to himself. "I can't do that, Weasley. I'm too curious. Why are you crying?"
She looked at him, tears on her face, and another in her eye. "You don't care." She skipped the rock.
"That's where you're wrong." He said. She looked at him, confused. Then he added, "I don't know why I care… but I do. Usually I enjoy watching someone cry… but this time… no… this time is different. Don't ask me why. It's weird…" He looked at the rocks by her feet, and decided to join her. He picked one up and skipped it across the lake, farther than she ever could.
"I'm sick of trying." He didn't get it. "He still doesn't notice me… I try so hard to get Harry to notice me… but I'm still just Ron's little sister to him." He mentally rolled his eyes, and she skipped another rock.
'I shouldn't be saying this… but I will, because it's true.' He thought, right before he said, "You've grown up. Everyone, with the exception of Potter, has noticed. He needs a rock thrown against his head… hmm like this one." He held up a rock, the perfect one to skip. She looked at him like he was speaking Latin, [heehee, that's my saying… well… one of them…] and he threw it. It skipped one, two, three… eight times.
"You gotta teach me how to do that." He looked at her, and smiled. Yes, Draco Malfoy smiled. And she smiled back. He picked up a rock by her feet…
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That was bad… well, tell me how much I suck by REVIEWing please!
She sat by the lake on 'her rock', skipping rocks, with tears falling from her cheeks. He heard her. She didn't know he was there… and he didn't know she was either. Not until he actually saw her. He usually laughed when he saw someone crying. It gave him joy. That was just him.
He sat down. She looked at him. She didn't want him there… didn't want him to see her like that.
"Why are you crying?" He looked into her eyes. She looked at him, then skipped another rock across the lake.
"Go away." She picked up another one from the ground by her feet.
'Why is this different? Why can't I just leave? Why do I have to be so damn curious?' He thought to himself. "I can't do that, Weasley. I'm too curious. Why are you crying?"
She looked at him, tears on her face, and another in her eye. "You don't care." She skipped the rock.
"That's where you're wrong." He said. She looked at him, confused. Then he added, "I don't know why I care… but I do. Usually I enjoy watching someone cry… but this time… no… this time is different. Don't ask me why. It's weird…" He looked at the rocks by her feet, and decided to join her. He picked one up and skipped it across the lake, farther than she ever could.
"I'm sick of trying." He didn't get it. "He still doesn't notice me… I try so hard to get Harry to notice me… but I'm still just Ron's little sister to him." He mentally rolled his eyes, and she skipped another rock.
'I shouldn't be saying this… but I will, because it's true.' He thought, right before he said, "You've grown up. Everyone, with the exception of Potter, has noticed. He needs a rock thrown against his head… hmm like this one." He held up a rock, the perfect one to skip. She looked at him like he was speaking Latin, [heehee, that's my saying… well… one of them…] and he threw it. It skipped one, two, three… eight times.
"You gotta teach me how to do that." He looked at her, and smiled. Yes, Draco Malfoy smiled. And she smiled back. He picked up a rock by her feet…
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That was bad… well, tell me how much I suck by REVIEWing please!