Then he walked into the room, beautiful blonde hair perfectly styled as always, leaving the lingering scent of his cologne in my nose as he passed my seat. As Draco took his seat, I couldn't stop my wandering eyes, couldn't help but look at him. His perfect hair, that one piece that fell annoyingly between his eyebrows. The way he fidgeted with the large ring on his middle finger as he sat, the way his pale skin contrasted with the green of his robes. I looked away quickly as I felt my cheeks flush.