(From the view of Draco)
Have te ever seen something so beautiful as light? What ever it is that te saw it would never be as beautiful as the light I have just witnessed as it stands this light which holds my cuore 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 nube, nuvola nine as she embraces her muggle-born ways that I Draco Malfoy mock her with my own undying Amore to her... the più she floats the più 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 Lost 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 più worried. I have to kill Albus Dumbleldore, Hermione would never Amore me then. My father decided to then have a proper Father-Son chat with me and asked me what was really wrong and he detto "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...