The Consequence of Ambition

No One Will Be About

He led in bed staring up at the ceiling, lost in a whirlwind of thoughts. God only knew how painfully miserable he was.

"Maybe I should just throw myself off the astronomy tower" he whispered to no one, the silence that answered him made him feel even more alone, and the irony of that was not lost on him.

"Fuck this" he whispered again as he sat up from the bed staring into the darkness that cloaked him, wondering if now was the time. It was late, students weren't permitted out of bed, the chances of him running into someone were small. Yes. Now was the time to locate the cabinet. He got out of bed, still decked in the suit he had been wearing earlier. It was his fathers, and it felt suffocating and uncomfortable on his body and it clung to him as he silently made his way downstairs and through the common room, he was almost at the door when a voice yanked him back into reality.

"And where do you think you're going?"

His body tensed and he snapped his head back around to face the voice.

"What the hell are you doing down here you prick?" he snapped as quietly as his anger would allow him to. Theo raised his eyebrows.

"Oh sorry mum. I was not aware I had a bedtime"

"Shut up you tosser. You can't tell anyone about this."

"Are you sneaking out to meet a girl? I myself, as a man very popular with the ladies, would know all about that"

"I'd rather kill myself"

"Is that a promise?"

"Theo I swear to God-"

"Alright Alright, Jesus Christ Malfoy, you aren't meeting a girl. What about a boy? oh now wouldn't that be a plot twist. OH MY SHIT is it Potter?"

"I am about three seconds from firing all three unforgivable curses at you, don't bloody test me"

"Would that not defeat the point of trying to sneak out...quietly?" Draco took a deep breath, and let it out sharply through his nose, realising it was pointless arguing with Theodore Nott, who seemed to take immense pleasure in insisting on acting like a first year.

"listen. You can not tell a soul about this."

"Interesting. And what will you give me if I keep your little rendezvous a secret?"

"I won't kill you."

"Generous."

"I'm serious"

"Sirius Black?"

"Theo I will not hesitate to kill you."

"Alright." he surrendered lifting both his hands mockingly. "I will keep your secret in return for my life. Besides. I for one look forward to seeing how the Malfoy and Potter love story plays out."

"Twat." He hissed under his breath before turning on his heels and making to leave, hovering for a second at the painting. He simply cannot mess this up. Would he get caught? He thought for a few seconds. No, he finally concluded. No one will be about.

She was stretched out along the length of the sofa, It was late at night and only her, Ron, Ginny and Lavender remained downstairs in the common room. Lavender had spent most of the night staring at Ron, Harry had spent most of the night staring at Ginny, and Lana had spent most of the night finding great entertainment in everyone being completely oblivious to one another. She had no interest in love. What was the point in wasting your time on a person who would most likely hurt you in the end.

"I would love to deck Malfoy right in his stupid face, you know that Harry?"

"Yes Ron, you've told me three times tonight"