Disclaimer—I do not own Harry Potter and the idea of writing the fan fiction this way was given to me by a book called "Chasing Brooklyn" by Lisa Schroeder. So I decided to try out my own with a fan fiction. Hope you enjoy!
Summary- "I'm sick of you and your bullying." She rants. "I'm sick of you making me feel like nothing and making my friends mad. It's maddening me. Do you enjoy this? Enjoy making me hurt and cry? Rip all my self-esteem and my hopes?" She yells at my face. "Do you even have a heart?"
He has the most beautiful eyes
That shimmers with crystal blue
They would have been the best feature
If they didn't glare and mock
At every thing I do.
He's tall, lean and well build
Which he uses to intimidate the first years,
Which makes him an even bigger arrogant pompous prat
And annoyingly thinks he's always right.
His lips look soft
He bites them when he thinks
It would have been fascinating to watch them
If it weren't for that infuriating smirk
His voice; deep and moving
His whispers send chills
It would have been intoxicating
If not for those ugly words he use,
And those harsh words that hurt.
His hair, they sway freely
In the wind as he rides his broom
They seem to glisten under the sun
It's a pity that under those soft mass of hair
There seems to be no sign of a brain.
He's the most beautiful thing I'd have ever seen
But they can't be noticed unless observed closely
Since sadly Draco Malfoy, indeed,
Is a total waste of beauty.
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