You were something good. Something pure. And he wanted you. He wanted to hold you, protect you, kiss you, be himself around you. But he couldn't. He was a Malfoy. He knew his place. He knew how things were supposed to be. Yet when he looked at you...he wanted to ruin all of that... But he was cruel to your friends, a bully in the halls to mask his own insecurities and feelings. He didn't know how to be...what he wanted to give you... Draco stood on the Astronomy tower...that's where he went to clear his mind or get some peace from the world... He leaned against the railing, looking up at the night sky... You weren't aware of how he felt, he was a jerk to your friends, but in those grey eyes...whenever they met yours you swore you saw something under his act of treachery...something more...