Contempt

After they had finished eating Draco went down to the common room, leading the first years, as it was his prefects job to do. Tempest found him later when he was brooding on the Slytherin couches he looked up when she sat down beside him and glared at her half-heartedly.
"If my Father wasn't so stupid to have been caught we'd be fine." He said glaring at the floor. Tempest nodded and moved closer beside him. He nearly smiled as she took his hand but realized he'd get more attention if he was upset.
"It's just not fair! Crabbe and Goyle's parents were caught, but they're not the cause of laughter." He said looking away from her. Tempest moved down on the couch even closer to him and he put his head on her soft shoulder. "Why must I be punished for my fathers stupidity?" He asked putting his face in her robes. She moved so he was facing her again and looked at him, probing his mind with her eyes.
"It's not your fault, everyone makes fun of you because you well known, Crabbe and Goyle are just goonies, but you're the leader of the entire house. Everyone knows that and so naturally everyone wants to see you knocked down so they can take your place." Tempest said stroking Draco's ego slightly. He smiled at her and sat up wrapping an arm around her,
"You know... you'd be the perfect girl for me." He said leaning in to her slightly. Tempest smiled and leaned into him slightly as well.
"Yes. I would. But I'm not." She said smiling at him getting up and walking up to the staircase that would lead her to her dorm room. Draco looked at her, watching her opened mouth as she turned around and smiled once more.
“ Good night Draco. See you in the morning." She said flicking her long blonde locks out from her eyes and turned around going up the stairs. His eyes followed her hungrily and he knew he had to have her. She would be perfect for him, a pureblood witch who was just as gorgeous as she was smart, with a killer pure Slytherin personality. He smiled when her cloak disappeared around the staircase as she left him sitting on the couch watching her. Crabbe and Goyle sat beside him and looked at him with raised eyebrows, waiting for him to acknowledge their presence. He didn't for a while, staring at the place where Tempest had disappeared after Crabbe chucked at Draco's reaction to Tempest pretty much refusing him he looked over at his goonies glaring.
"What?" He asked looking at his watch. "You get a girlfriend that looks like that then you can laugh." Draco said red in the face going up to his own dorm. It had gotten pretty late, and he was tried.

Fell in love with a girl
fell in love once and almost completely
she's in love with the world
but sometimes these feelings
can be so misleading
she turns and says "are you alright?"
I said, "I must be fine cause my heart's still beating"

Draco opened his eyes, he had heard the song on a Muggle Radio once...but he didn't know why it was playing in his head. That was the only part he could remember and he didn't even know that part very well. Tempest came into his mind however, a picture of her forming so clearly he could have been looking at a photograph. He opened the curtains surrounding his large four-poster bed and looked around. Crabbe and Goyle were both asleep; as well as his other roommate whose name he couldn't remember. He reached for his wand and produced a misty picture of Tempest, it wasn't as good as the one in his head but it worked. He enlarged it and made her lay down beside him. He looked at the gray eyes of the impostor Tempest and it just wasn't the same. He waved his wand once more and she disappeared, but the image of her was still in his mind. He closed his eyes and listened to the soft breathing of his friends and the unknown one and started to daydream.
He was in the field behind his house where he used to practice his Quidditch skills. The grass was lush and high, coming up to just above his knees. He looked around and saw someone standing by the fence that separated his family's estate and a second wizard family's estate. He called out to the figure, and it turned around. The long blonde hair shone in the sunlight and the cream of the girl's skin shone as well. She was wearing a short sundress and Draco experienced a funny feeling in the pit of his stomach. It was Tempest, standing so near, yet so far away on his property. She looked older, and he knew (Since it was a Dream) that she was 25. He looked down at himself and he had aged as well, at the same speed she had. Tempest waved at him and he started to walk towards her, and broke into a run. He was laughing, happy and care free. He looked behind him to see his parents happy and smiling, his father nodding to him, looking proud. He got to Tempest and smiled, kissing her deeply, she smiled up at him and hugged him tightly, and he held her close. He took her left hand and saw a tiny gold band on her small finger, he looked at his own left hand and saw a matching band, then picked her up swinging her around laughing happily.

Draco woke with a start, the content feeling passing on from his dream. He was covered in a slight sweat, and he had a strange...albeit normal feeling. He went red and tucked his blanket up to his cheeks and closed the curtains surrounding his bed. He took a peek under the blanket and went even redder, lying on his back. He stared at the top of his bed and started to think about his dream. He hadn't thought Tempest had gotten to him that much...but he had just experienced his first female fantasy about a real girl. It almost scared him, but it also convinced him that he needed to make Tempest his...and he felt a longing for her so deep it almost hurt. It was in the pit of his stomach; different from the feeling he had a little bit earlier.