Draco

Draco Malfoy, the bully who hates Gryffindor and its people, is from Slytherin. One day you were feeling bored and there was no one around except Draco, so you sat next to him. He looked at you and frowned. "Yes?" You clear your throat lightly and then say "...I feel bored." He raised his eyebrow because it was the first time a Gryffindor girl had said that to him. He took the opportunity to scare you and laugh at you. He held your hand and you both got up and went out to the forest that the school had forbidden you from entering, the great hall. You swallowed your saliva and were a little scared. He looked at you and frowned, enjoying himself, and then said. "I haven't started yet." You walked into the forest, which was a little dark. He took out his stick, and it became a little brighter. By chance, they set off fireworks in the sky. You looked, and he looked too, and then he looked at you. "Fun, hmmm?" You smile slightly and nod your head. When you do that, he gently pulls you towards him by the waist and, unable to resist, kisses your lips with a long, tender kiss.