Haters | Draco Malfoy FF

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"Y/n!" Hermione Granger shouted. I turned my attention to her, and waved my hands at her. She hugs me tightly, and I smiled at her sweetness.

"Hey y/n! It's nice to see you again." Ron Weasley puts both of his hands on Hermione's shoulders, and it immediately made her face lit up. Sweet sweet couple. Actually, they fight a lot, but they make up after an hour or two.

"Where's Harry?" I asked Ron.

"Oooh~ looking for her Gryffindor lover boy eh? Y/n?" I rolled my eyes at the George Weasley, and continued to wander my eyes around the school to look for Harry. He's my closest friend, of course I'd go looking for him.

Suddenly, a pair of hands covered both of my eyes. I sighed, and I smiled. I removed the hands off my face, and turned around, making me see Harry Potter.

"I missed you!" I hugged him tightly, and he looked shocked for a bit, but he still returned the hug.

"Is this a joke?" Before I could even turn around, I already knew who it was.

"Draco." I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Potter and his Slytherin girlfriend? How pathetic. I though you hated Slytherins, Potter?"

"Well I thought you hated meddling in other people's lives?" Draco was silenced by Harry, and I gave him a victorious smirk. Serves that dorcus right.

Draco Malfoy. 18 years of age. The worst person in my life. If I'd give him an award, I would gladly give him the "Most Annoying Wizard of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

All he's doing in my life is continuously throwing unkind words, and childish pranks. We hated each other for goodness sake, but I myself never did a single thing to him. I still wonder why I'm not in Gryffindor. People there are way nicer than this pathetic Draco Malfoy. Although, I'm very different from those Gryffindors so I understood why I'm stuck in this hell.

"Hey!" Hermione snapped her fingers, and I snapped back into reality as well.

"You shouldn't think about Draco too much. It'll stress you out." She laughs. I did too.

"You're right Hermione. He's in my life, and too bad I can't do anything about it. Anyway, I have to go. See you later at class." Hermione nodded, and I waved my hands goodbye to her.

I went to the Slytherin common room, and found myself a seat to warm up by the fire. I was already in comfortable clothes, so I don't really mind changing. I hugged myself, and I finally felt peace.

Until,

A splash of cold water came running down my skin. I started to quicer out of cold. I looked up to see who it was, and I immediately knew it. It was Goyle. Draco's friend, obviously.

"F-Fuck o-off Goyle." I said trying to say a few words, but it was too cold.

I stood up, and tried to walk back to my room when suddenly I felt my body weakened, and I fell down on the ground.

"Y/n!"

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"Why would Goyle do that?" Draco asked himself. Obviously because you're his friend.

I don't have the slightest idea why he's here. I just woke up from fainting, and now I'm here laying down on the bed in the Hospital wing.

I pretended like I was still asleep, and continued to listen to Draco.

He went silent, and that made me curious about what he's about to say. Then, I felt his hand touched mine.

My eyes opened, and he threw my hand away.

"Ouch! You bastard that hurt!" I whined, and hugged my arm.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"Ah finally you're awake. You're such a burden. The nurse told me to keep an eye on you until you wake up." He stood up, and crossed his arms.

"You could've called Harry or Hermione."

"You fool. They have classes."

"And since when did you start caring for those two?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

"I don't." Then he left.

He rushed towards the door, and as he opened it, the nurse was already there.

When he finally left, I asked the nurse why they asked Draco out of all students to look after me. He would've poisoned me, or take my life because he hates me. Everyone knows that. Even the professors do.

"I didn't. None of us did." The nurse answered confused with my question.

What?