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The Sorrows of May	By : SuiGenerisBlake Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 1143 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Okay...so...I don't own anything by
Harry Potter as you all know (or so I hope). So, don't sue me, I'm funny. But
yeah, this is like your typical H.P D.M story, with the hate first and maybe,
JUST maybe...falling in love? Or, will it really be that way? Maybe I'm just
throwing you off 'cause it's funny...PLEASE REVIEW! *:stalks
people who read and don't review:*

By
the Wings of an angel that bind us, and the love for one another that blinds us

May the thorns only be a threat, and
weaken us none

For the love between boys is most
powerful under our one sun

----There he sat, eyeing his enemy from afar. Although all
he'd been able to see was the silvery blonde hair, he'd had his face burned
into his mind. So lost in his loathing, he didn't even realize he'd been
ignoring his two best friends. Hermione Granger and
Ronald Weasley had been hassling
him to leave theat Hat Hall so together they could go up to Gryffindor Tower. It was a wonder the two weren't snogging,
but theain,ain, they were in the Great Hall, and that made room for zero
privacy. Once he finished listening to the rambles of Hermione,
and the whinings of Ron, he focused his attention
once more upon the being he hated most. Draco Malfoy. Why had this particular person, this particular Slytherin, this individual living soul gained the full
hatred of Harry�s' heart? The torment. The mockery, the undaunting sound of a
drawling voice never leaving him alone. He'd annoyed him in his sleep,
hreamreams. Wasn't aggravating him in his wake time enough? He couldn't leave
him be, even when bidden the time to rest, and be at a few moments peace? That prat had caused enough damage in his life. Turning such
given names like "The Boy who Lived", and
"The Golden Boy" into gritty, nasty comments to put Harry to shame.
Having had felt like, and realizing that he was wasting precious time by
staring at Malfoy; he finished his eating, and left
the Great Hall. He strolled idly along the third floor corridors, noticing he'd
had enough time to still go to Gryffindor Tower and do a bit of finishing up on his Potions essay.
When he'd reached the Fat Lady painting which would let him enter, he'd said
the password and looked around when he'd entered the common room. No one was
there; not Hermione with her face in a book, not Neville
doing last minute work on all of his homework, and not Ron, tending to his new
owl, since Scabbers had ran off, once his true
identity was revealed last year by Remus Lupin and Sirius Black. Harry found himself a table and
pulled out a piece of parchment that had words written on it, he'd then pulled
out another, and got something to write with. He couldn't concentrate. He
couldn't focus at all. Something in his mind was tampering with his work
ethics. 'You've got to pull yourself together, Harry. Focus, focus,
focus...' He thought to himself while staring down hard at his piece of
parchment. Finally, he was able to finish his essay in time to get to Snapes class. Though he was worried about being late, he
was in no rush to get there. Not only because of the greeting of Snape. No. There was something in the classroom that set
Harry at unease. That made his stomach lurch. Draco Malfoy.

When
he'd entered the Potions class, his eyes scanned the room for Draco. He wasn't there yet. Harry sighed in an obvious
breath of relief. He caught the attention though, of Ron and Hermione, who were walking towards him now. He put his
books down, and waited for them to reach him.

"Harry,
I still can't believe you said what ya' did to Malfoy! That was great!" said Ron excitedly, looking
at Hermione whom was laughing. Yes, Harry had told
them of his brave step in telling off Harry. But, Harry wasn't smiling. Harry
wasn't proud of himself for defying Malfoy. Harry
frowned, but neither Ron nor Hermione saw. They
finally reached the Great Hall, and found seats at the Gryffindor
table.

�What has gotten into you today?� Hermione
asked seriously, and then it dawned on her. �So who is it now, Harry?� She gave
Harry a knowing grin.

"It's
no one Herm, and who ever said I was day dreaming about someone?" Harry
said, folding his arms and resting his head. Hermione
looked at Ron who opened his mouth and looked like he was about to protest, but
she playfully nudged him, and he shut his mouth. Harry looked across the room
at the Slytherin table and saw a pair of piercing
cold, silvery gray eyes. The eyes quickly turned away from Harry's emerald
green. Harry wondered why this particular Slytherin
was looking at him, and why he'd turned away so quickly when he saw Harry
facing him. Harry shook it off. He left, about 20 minutes early. He hadn't even
noticed who got up behind him.

"Potter",
came that same, drawling voice. Harry paused before
turning around. He shut his eyes before looking, but he already knew who it
was. Draco Malfoy.

"What
do you want, Malfoy?" He stopped himself in
front of Harry, and Harry looked around the corridor.

"I
need to talk to you" he said hesitantly.
Harry looked at Draco coldly.

"Why
would you ever want to talk to me, Malfoy? Isn't it
good enough to just taunt me?� Draco didn't move, his
expression stayed the same, but his voice did not prove the same.

"Potter,
how dare you talk to me that way? If a Malfoy
makes room to talk to you, you filthy Muggle loving
"wizard", you accept no questions asked! I hate you, Potter,
and that will never, ever change. My wanting to speak to you doesn't mean
anything has changed, and doesn't mean it will! Now get out of my way before I
do something I'll regret", and with that he turned away and left. Harry
smirked, and turned to the now almost gone Malfoy.

"You, having regret? You'd think that someone who puts
on an air and has so much pride wouldn't regret anything. Especially with what
they'd do to their worst enemy" said Harry coolly. This made Malfoy stop dead in his tracks. This is the second time
today Harry has stepped up with a bold comment. Draco
turned and faced him, almost looking ashamed. Ashamed of
what? Harry's words had no such power as making a Malfoy,
especially Draco, feel ashamed.

A/N-Ooookay, people...what'd
you think? Hmm...Seems to me
I can only know if you give meh REVIEWS! *:wink:* Hint, hint! Anyhow...puhleeese
let me know what you like and don't like. I'll need plenty of constructive
critiquing. But all flaming will be thrown away! That is all! O.o THANK YOOOOu
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