I didn't even have to look to see if it was him, his voice was so distinctive.
"Get the hell away from me, Malfoy." I spat.
I didn't hear a response, so I suspected he left. That is until he came and sat right next to me.
"What the fuck are you doing?! Get away!" I exclaimed.
"Why are you mad?" he asked me.
"I'm not-"
"You seem mad, or are you sad?" he asked.
I was barely able to see him in the partial moonlight.
"I'm not mad! Or sad!"
"Well whatever you are, why aren't you with your date?" Draco asked.
"I didn't have a date." I lied as an attempt for him to go away.
"I saw you with Weasley, you realize you were one of the four couples to dance first, right?" he squinted his eyes.
"I don't want to talk about it, especially with you." I stated sternly.
"Well I'm trying not to be a terrible...arrogant...what else did you call me that one day?" he slightly smiled.
"Simple minded, stubborn, arrogant, and a horrible person. Happy? Go away."
"Yea, I'm trying not to be those things. Or, at least not towards you." he stated.
"Why me? I just got so lucky, huh?" I asked sarcastically.
"Because, I never really wanted to be rude to you."
"Psh, yea right. You've always been a complete bitch towards me."
"Not always."
"Yes you have."
"No, I was a bitch towards Pottah, when you started standing up for him I stood up for myself which I was kinda rude about." Draco scratched the back of his neck.
"Oh, now nice." I said sarcastically.
"See, you're rude to me."
"Because you're a bitch."
"There you go again." he played with his fingers and bit his lip.
"Why are you actually here? I'm sure you got a date." I looked at my feet.
"Well I-I don't know."
"Ok, but what do you want?"
"I already told you. I'm trying not to be a simple minded, arrogant-" he began.
"Ok but you can be nice to anyone else. Plus, I couldn't give a damn if you start being nice to be and you're still a bitch to Harry."
"But Harry is-"
"See, it wouldn't work. Also, I literally made your nose bleed so I'll ask again. Why are you here?!"
"Because you look like you need someone to talk to or something like that. I heard it's easier for people-"
"What do you want to tell me?" I asked.
"Nothing. You just seem like you have things on your mind."
"Yea, I do. Why do Crabbe and Goyle always follow you around and why do you want them around?"
"Because...they're my only friends." he mumbled, I was barely able to hear.
"That's nice." I said sarcastically.
"Not really. They're dumb asses."
"Cool."
