Slythindor Love ~ Draco Malfoy Love Story for Rose's HP Contest (Finished)

I sat back in my defence against the dark arts chair looking at the table in front of me. I had gotten to class early to request that I could move seats, moody had told me no. I closed my eyes and began to prepare myself for class. I could do this, malfoy was an idiot, and I just had to ignore him.
“That malfoy boy is a coward” moody’s growl said from behind me, he was looking at me intently. “There’s a reason I turned him into a ferret earlier this year” I laughed quietly, that was exactly the way to describe him, a slimy lying ferret, but for a moment there I thought there was something more there. Something worth it.
“Im going to help you out.” Moody growled again breaking through my thoughts. “Lets just hope you’re as good at magic as you seem!”
“Im not…” the bell cut me off before I could finish.
“Use your anger then” moody said “all of the best magic comes from anger “ the doors flew open and everyone began trickling into the classroom.
“Ok class, this lesson we’re focusing on duelling, no major spells please, I don’t think the ministry would take too kindly to some on being killed in my lesson” moody’s glass eye turned towards me. “Lets have you two first, grab your wands, lets begin” me and malfoy stood up and faced each other neither of us moving “well, go on then get duelling” malfoy sneered and turned towards moody
“You cant expect me to fight her she’s a girl” he scoffed, I felt my anger boil up, all of the feelings I had saved since the Yule boy. Just a girl, ill show him what this “girl” could do
“FLIPENDO” I yelled sending malfoy flying back into the opposite end of the room, moody let out a barking laugh, the Gryffindor cheered, the slytherins hissed in distaste, I dint care about any of them, this was my battle, I didn’t normally get angry, properly angry, but at the moment I was ready to kill. Malfoy stood up and raised his wand, but before he had opened his mouth I yelled “EXPELLIARMUS” his wand flew out of his hand “INCARCEROUS” I said again, binding him in roped, my voice slowly getting quieter and calmer malfoy looked up at me, guilt in his eyes, I could feel the tears slowly creeping their way down my cheeks “aguamenti” I whispered to finish it all of, pouring water all over him. Pouring all the shame and hurt he had caused me to pour down on him. The pain of having him use me and then trow me aside for someone else, the pain of knowing how much I care for and love him and the knowledge that he never returned any of it and the pain that I still loved him, I still cared about him more than I had ever cared about anyone else, the pain that after everything he had put me through I still wanted him. I threw down my wand and ran out of the class room
“Finnegan, I suggest you go console miss McDonald.” I heard moody bark as I exited, then the sound of clumsy feet running after me.
“Chrissy, CHRISS! Wait up” Seamus caught my arm, “that was amazing, you could give Hermione a run for her money” he said in his Irish accent “hey it’s ok” he pulled me into his chest “I don’t know what happened with you and that git but he doesn’t deserve you, and you don’t deserve to feel this way”
“ I know” I cried “but I really wanted him to deserve me”

I lay in my bed later that night still crying when I heard a knock at my window; I looked around and saw a littlie dove holing a red rose and note. I opened the window and let it in. the note said
‘Chrissy, I am so so sorry, please let me explain, can you come meet me by the lake? - D’ I looked at the rose, a single red rose, the sign for sorry.