cruel world

part 6;

Draco's Pov:
Christmas holidays(December23)

I had just woken up, my eyes were hazy and heavy, my neck ached and my mouth was dry. I threw on some grey sweatpants a random green crew neck sweat shirt. My stomach groaned and screamed for food, so i dragged my self from my dorm down the corridors. The cold air nibbled at my aching skin, my strides got longer and quicker, to exist the only unwelcoming slytherin halls.

The hall was lit by thousands and thousands of candles that floated midair, enchanted to make a stary night, it was hard to ever believe their was even a ceiling there. The 4 tables were laid with glittering golden plates and goblets.

My eyes scanned the hall to see if there was anyone's presence i could bare or not completely despise. Unfortunately it was the crack of dawn and only a few people were astir. I strutted over to the empty corner of the emerald clothed table.

My hand reached for the fruit bowl, clasping a large green apple, i bewitched my goblet to fill with piping hot black coffee.

The morning was growing as old as the coffee on the table.I tapped it's murky surface breaking the thinking skin while raising the goblet to my craving lips. I take little sips at a time allowing small amounts of the rich bitter liquid to drizzle down my throat.

With all of a sudden my pesky, irking eagle owl swooped down prompting itself directly in front of me. She ruffled out her mottled grey-brown feathers,as such she was almost blending into a gathering gloom of nightfall. Her dark soulful eyes shared a deep glare with mine before she let out a few raspy low hoots. She shook her claws and dropped a letter onto my empty plate and with a blink she was off, soaring out the window.

I gently pressed my fingers against the creamy envelope scanning the name it had come from. Lucius Malfoy. Couldn't even write farther, i really am no son of his. I grunted and shoved the letter into my pocket, letting my mind escape to thoughts and ideas to what the occasion was to his unforeseen communication. Maybe he was finally going to me he was proud of me, or he missed me, or he loved me.I shook my head knowing how inconceivable that was, i was only creating a false utopia.

I heard footsteps get harsher eventually enclosing on me. An aromatic sent tickled my nose i lifted my eyes from my coffee and they met with angelic, dreamy blue eyes staring into me. Her cheeks were flushed a light shade of rosy pink, her dirty blonde hair fell down to just below her shoulders curling up at the ends. Fuck. I've been looking for too long.

"Malfoy" she grumbled with a soft, grumpy morning voice.

"What do you want" i grunted while rolling my eyes.

"Well since your the only other person i know in here, i need a person to sit next to." she stated while inching down and placing herself next to me.

"Ugh but don't speak; your voice is annoying" i quoted, way to drained to hold a conversation.

"Why thank you Malfoy, how nice of you, anyway what youuu doinggg" she dragged her words in a squeaky tone that irked me, I clench my fist trying to keep calm.

"Are you always a pestering little bitch"

"Are you always a spoiled little brat with an ego way to big for his daddy issues ass, but go off i guess"

"Honestly just fuck off, your so fucking annoying, filthy little mudblood, don't sit near me i don't want your contaminated blood" I snapped at her anger radiating off every word.

"That's actually really witty because i'm a half blood and don't your family like worship a half blood 'he who must not be named' " she chuckled, thinking she's the most hilarious person in the world which just provoked me even more.

"I can't with you, shut up" I could feel my eyes bubbling with flames of anger, and sent her dangerous look.

Our eyes locked like magnets, i felt bewitched; her eyes were intoxicating, i felt drunken on them, she was luring me in and i was so gullible. I wrinkled my eyes then broke off the moment and looked away.

"So Malfoy erm pansy is having a party in the erm.. er" she stuttered, and shuffled on her seat.

"Can't you speak? spit it out" i sneered

"You were distracting me" she muttered under her breath and my lips twitched up into a smirk.

"And what might i ask is so distracting about me" i smugly asked glancing her up and down.

"Oh piss off Malfoy anyway she's having a party in the Common room at 10 tonight, your bestie Blaise is going and of course you can't go without your bodyguards" she remarked, earning a slight grin from me.

"Fine i'll go" I grumbled out.

"It's funny how we have the same friendship group but you still hate me and i've done nothing to you Mr Malfoy" She said but not in her usually snappy tone but rather in a soft quite tone, and with that she was off.

She was right, she hasn't necessarily done anything to me but there's something about her innocent looking face that pisses me off and her soft voice but feisty remarks. Also onetime in 3rd year, her and her little mudblood friend, weaslebee and obviously bloody saint potter came up to me, and she fucking punched me just because a puffy chicken almost killed me. Hence why i hate her but the biggest reason is because she's a fucking disgrace to slytherin, i do wonder why she never got sorted into Gryffindor.