I own nothing but the plot everything else is J.K.R

Draco pov:

Chapter 1: 10 years earlier

The young woman in front of me was wearing a red dress. Her hair fell gracefully but a little messily down her back. I didn't want to look at her caramel eyes cause I knew that if I looked, I would see hate where I wanted to see love. I would see anger where I wanted to see happiness-but not just any happiness, happiness with me.

"I hate you!", she screamed at me.

My cold grey eyes shot up to her brown ones.

"I hate you, I hate you!" she screamed at me once more, tears now flowing freely down her beautiful face.

I flinched every time she said "you". I watched one tear flow down from the corner of her eye to die at her beautiful moth. I stepped forward, standing mere inches from her, and she got really quiet. I lifted my hand and wiped the tears off her right cheek, and she flinched. My heart sank even lower when she did.

I looked down into her eyes, they were so deep there was confusion in them, along with hate and disgust, I searched her eyes, looking for something. Something that would tell me she wouldn't brake my heart. Something that said she loved me too, I never told her that but she knew, right?

I put my hand back down by my side and looking into her eyes for the last time before I told her.

Working up the last little bit of courage I had, I placed my mouth close to her ear, inhaling her scent of vanilla, and whispered, "You may hate me. You may never want to see me again, but I love you, and I don't ever want to leave you. The thing I want above all else is to have you want me, even if it's just a fraction of how much I want you."

I leaned away from her, and looked in her wide eyes, memorizing her face, knowing this was the last time I would be able to stand this close again. Knowing she didn't want me. I turned around, trying to stand as tall and elegantly as possible, trying not to show her how much she was affecting me.

I walked out of one of many rooms in my parent's house. I walked as fast as possible, meeting no one on my way to my room and trying not to lose it until I was alone. I entered my room, closed the door, turned around and slumped against the door.

I slid down the door and I told myself "I lost her"