Break Your Little Heart (A Draco Malfoy Love Story)

"I want you, Day. There's something so different about you. And I love it. I crave it," Draco Malfoy purred at me like a deceitful tiger would approach to it's lioness when it's mating season. All I did was laugh out loud, which brought a confused look on his sharp face. "Oh, now you want me? Ha! Oh, Draco. Draco, Draco, Draco. You stupid boy. I'm afraid you're too late. I've been a prisoner of your love for such a long period of time. But you broke me. You broke me," I sneered boldly as I pushed his body away from mine. "You've been playing with me and broke me. Now you are going to get the cuts."


1. I'd Rather Go Blind

Something told me it was over
When I saw you and her talkin'
Something deep down in my soul said, 'Cry, girl'
When I saw you and that girl walkin' out

I rested my right temple against the window of the compartment I resided in for now on August 30, 1995 at exactly 10:50 A.M. My face was emotionless, my eyes had stared ahead seeking excitement to fulfill my desire for thrill, and my long fingernails making a rhythm on the wooden arm rest. My cat, Jinx, was making herself comfortable on my lap as always but I didn't really care to notice.


It was normal for my mind to wander off to my dreamland where I am currently swept off my feet by Quidditch player, Oliver Wood, and fly away with him to live happily ever after. However, it was different this time. More mature than the fairy tales and fables related to the bedtime stories my godfather used to read to me as a little girl every night.


I wanted excitement.


I wanted to be the girl every boy would be happy to exchange their entire collection of Quidditch cards for a fair amount of time to snog with me. I want to play with their heads. I want to confuse them at first and leave them wanting for from me. I want them to follow me around like if I were a goddess.


Boys like Blaise Zabini. The Weasley Twins. Dean Thomas. Vincent Crabbe. Gregory Goyle. Dean Thomas. Oliver Wood. Harry Potter…


Or the jackpot for me. Draco Malfoy.


“You are not a tease, my dear.You are just...mysterious.  You are just maturing, that’s all. You’re bored with typical thrills you face everyday and crave anymore more exciting, ” My godfather reassured me with a slightly faltered tone during my summer.


My godfather was right about the part where I was maturing and being bored with the typical thrills in my life like eating dessert before dinner.


Now that I really devote my time into this, I realized that I was the same young and curious little girl who was hungry for adventure and spine-chilling sacrifices, that attended Hogwarts instead of Beauxbatons about four years ago.


The only difference between eleven-year-old me and present me is that I used to only wear chapstick or flavored lip gloss that tasted like S’mores. Present me wore foundation, black mascara, black eyeliner, dark brown bronzer, rosy pink blush and colored lipgloss. I only wear red lipstick on when I wear something red on special occasions.


I was still the same young girl who was desperate for adventure and was spoiled rotten to the core by my godfather. I could literally just ask my godfather for anything like the newest broomstick and he would get it for me in a heart beat.


My thought were eventually interrupted by the compartment door swinging open. I moved my direction to my left and smiled my famous half-smile.


There stood by three best friends. Two Slytherin 5th Year Girls and one Ravenclaw 5th Year Girl. Pansy Parkinson, Alanys Villanueva, and Katie Coffey. I’ve meet them all in our First Year on this train. We instantly clicked and had so much in common. Like my godfather, they always tried to sugarcoat the idea of my personality and desires. I appreciate them not trying to hurt my feelings by being too harsh but I sometimes wish they could be more straight-forward once in a while.


“Well, if it isn’t the mysterious Deydaly Buckingham,” Katie told me with a smile on her face before reaching towards me to hug me. I smiled and hugged her back gently before hugging Pansy and Alanys as well.


“Katie Marie, you know that you are supposed to call me Day. My full name is just too...fancy,” I playfully scolded her.


I know what you’re thinking. Is my name even a real name? My godfather told me as a young child that my mother used to be friends with this couple at Hogwarts named Daniel and Elisa. While she was pregnant, Daniel and Elisa had a baby and it was somewhat similar to my name. My mother played with the name and eventually came up with Deydaly. It’s pronounced as Day-Dally. I got bored of people other than the professors at Hogwarts saying my full name. I convinced people to call me Day in my 2nd Year and it’s stuck ever since. Katie sometimes likes to call me by my full name to annoy me or when she’s serious.


“Oh, I know,” She laughed as she sat beside me. I smiled as pat Jinx a little more. The entire time we had talked, we mainly talked about The Weird Sisters, what was going on in the Daily Prophet and Witch Weekly. The four of us were discussing which member of The Weird Sisters would we marry until the compartment door swung open.


“Come on, Pansy. We have to do the stupid prefect work,” A sneering voice spoke up. I smiled to myself and looked to my left. There stood the one and only, Draco Lucius Malfoy.


The boy I’ve secretly had a crush on since I first laid eyes on him. I know Pansy fancies him and they’re together but it doesn’t stop me from dreaming. Every time I look at him, La Vie En Rose by Louis Armstrong plays in my head.


Blimey, everything about him makes my heart more rapidly than normal. He fills my head with such sappy and passionate thoughts of him and I being a couple one day. I knew that there was a tiny spark of kindness and keenness in his grey eyes and heart. I’ve known him since we were in nappies and he and I got along perfectly fine. Draco and I were like two peas in a pod. I really did care about him but thought I would lure him when I acted as mysterious as my mother was when she wanted a boy’s attention. It worked when my mother lured men like Lucius Malfoy, James Potter, my father and more. It obviously did not work for me when I saw Pansy and Draco snogging. When I saw him dancing with Pansy at the Yule Ball, it had broke my heart. They were dancing together, laughing together, having the time of their lives together.


And kissing together.


The ‘maturity’ had grown inside me ever since that day. I was madly in love with Draco Malfoy, who is completely oblivious of my love for him.  


“Hey, trouble,” I said to Draco with a smile and wink when he went to get Pansy.


Draco smiled and rolled his eyes playfully before saying,”Hey, Day. Bye, Day.” and leaving with Pansy. Outside, they shared a passionate kiss on the lips before walking away as soon as the train began to fill up with confused and eager First Year. I looked back at Alanys and Katie and smiled my best fake smile that has fooled many people. I’ve acted the same around everybody, especially Draco, ever since the Yule Ball in hopes that my love for him decrescendos when in the inside, my love for Draco only crescendoed.


As well as the agony.

Whoo and baby, baby, I'd rather, I'd rather be blind, boy
Than to see you walk away, see you walk away from me, yeah
Whoo, baby, baby, baby, I'd rather be blind boy
Baby, baby, baby...



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