Ｍｙ Ｂｏｙ|D. Malfoy|

ix

"What the fuck," I yell as I trip over something. I look around frantically, my breathing picking up. I hear a low chuckle from somewhere as I keep looking around me to see who's there. My hands start to shake and the sound of my heartbeat is loud in my ears.

"Can we please not do this today, I'm really tired and you did it yesterday," I whisper into the darkness. The candle light seems dimmer tonight than other nights and the sky is full of fake clouds and faint rumble.

I quickly turn around as I hear foot steps behind me. I can see the face come into the light, freezing in my place not expecting who it was.

"Who did what yesterday," ask Malfoy as he stops about a food in-front of me. His eyebrows are furrowed in confusion and his eyes show, amusement is what I think and worry, maybe. I shake my head to focus and put on a scowl that could rival his.

"That's completely none of your business," I say as I straighten my posture and tilt my head up a bit. His eyes scan me up and down quickly, as his eyes come back up he looks me straight in the eye and raises a brow. I quickly avert my gaze to some where else and bite the inside of my cheek.

I can tell that he's just looking at me waiting on me to say something or make some sort of move. I don't look back at him but my breathing slows down and my heart beat start to calm. I eventually scoff and look back in his direction only to see that he's still looking at me the same way he was before. A chill runs down my spine as I see the look in his eyes.

"What are you doing out so late Malfoy?" He tilts his head to the side before answering the most arrogant way, just like him.

"What are you doing out so late Ozanne?" I roll my eyes before turning back around and continuing the route I was before getting so rudely tripped. I hear him release a low growl before asking me again, "Ozanne, where are you going?"

I don't turn around and lift my right hand to flip him off and then increasing my speed back to the carriages before I accidentally encounter someone I really don't want to see. 

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This has to be some how illegal right? A ball. At school.

I mean Beauxbatons had balls and my parents usually have some sort of winter ball each year. But that's beside the point. A ball here, at Hogwarts. 

"The Yule Ball will be held on Christmas Eve. It is important since we are guest at Hogwarts that we show our elegance and grace, and also our talent. I have taught you all of the grace and beauty you have now, so make me proud. " Our headmaster rambled on and on about what our values are and how girly we are. We were grouped in a classroom with everyone what came from Beauxbatons, apparently were the first ones to do these dance lessons taught by our teacher.

I was sitting next to Darcy leaning on him and zoning out thinking about how wonderful the breakfast was, when I suddenly zone back in when the teacher announced something.

"No date, no ball." My mouth falls open a bit and I look at Darcy beside me and he just rolls his eyes. I blink at him a couple times while he turns his head back to the teacher. I keep repeatedly blinking at him, about a minute later he finally turns back to me.

"Don't give me that look. I don't know why your so scared about not getting a date, I mean your hot at fuck." He says to me in a bored tone. I scoff, then remember he was right. I always gets dates to whatever ball is happening, and pretty quickly too. 

"Do you think if a guy ask you your going to go with him or are you going to ask a girl?" I ask him as our teacher, yet again, rambles on and on about stupid shit. Darcy just shrugs his shoulder with a concentrated look on his face, I raise my eyebrow at him and nudge him with my elbow.