You always twirled your hair around your index finger as you spoke to Ron. You also laughed a bit more around Ron and Draco noticed all of it, he absolutely despised it. There was nothing he hated more than seeing you get along so well with Ron made Draco want to literally rip the red-haired boys head off. It had all started when you agreed to help Ron study in one of the classes you two shared. It wasn't such a big deal with sure Draco did truly hate it but he knew you were just being friendly but it went from you two studying to becoming actual friends. Draco expressed his hatred for your friendship multiple times, nothing really changed but today was different. You and Ron were in potions together. ''So Y/N.'' Ron said as he sat down next to you. ''Are you coming to Hogsmeade tonight with me,Harry and Hermione?'' A hopeful look plastered on his face as he asked. ''Let me guess you guys are going to The Three Broomsticks?'' You asked, causing Ron to give you a small smile. ''And we would love it if you came along.'' Ron looked at you with hopeful eyes, It was a Friday and it had been a while since you went out and actually did something fun with your friends. ''I'm not sure yet.'' The words left your mouth Ron's facial expression dropped in disappointment, already knowing the answer. ''I understand.'' He let out, mumbling his words. You love that Draco was overprotective but sometimes he can be a little bit too overprotective. But little did you know Draco had enough of watching you and Ron laugh, standing up abruptly as he left the table exiting the class. You noticed the tall boy stomping out the class room. "Excuse me." You mumbled as you stood up quickly left the table in a hurry, not even saying bye to your friends who were left confused. ''Draco!'' You called out, trying your best to catch up with the blond boy who was walking down the hallways with quick steps. You eventually caught up, grabbing his wrist. ''You really made me believe you were mine.'' Draco snapped as he snatched his hand away from you. The only thing that could be heard was your heavy breathing and the wind blowing outside the thin windows. ''What?'' You let out as he turned to face you. ''I saw you with him." Looking you dead in the eye. "Who?" You asked confused. He snickered as he shook his head. ''I see the way you act when Ron's around Y/N, it wouldn't surprise you if you were fucking him when you tell me you're just studying.'' His words felt like a knife being stabbed in your chest. Your eyes widened, not believing the words that just came out of his mouth. "Excuse me?"You whispered. ''How dare you act like you're the victim here?'' He asked, You could tell he was getting angry. "I gave you every piece of me while you act like you're the victim?'' He spat at you, his pupils flared. You could see him clenching his fists, anger building up inside of him. "Why are you so jealous? We're just friends." You stuttered, slowly fear building up inside of you. You absolutely hated it when Draco's angry. "Don't lie to me.'' He shouted at you grabbing your wrist. "You're lying and you know it." He continued, taking a steadier grip of your wrist, a red grip is forming from where he's holding you so hard. You couldn't even recognize the boy standing in front of you. "Draco, you're hurting me." You mumbled trying to hold back tears. Draco had never once laid a single finger on you this way, you though he would never hurt you. "So you're the who's hurting?"He shouted, making you jump. You looked up at him a scared look on your face. "Your a fucking whore." He said letting go of your wrist. "I should've broken up with you a long time ago." And just like that, he was gone. You stood there looking down at your wrist. His strong grip had left an imprint on your arm and it terrified you. You thought Draco would never intentionally hurt you, yet you couldn't stop staring at the mark he had left on your wrist. You let out a sob as you fell to the floor, tears making your vision go blurry. All you could hear was him walking down the hallway, away from you. You had no idea what you had done, but you knew you had hurt him, really, really badly.
