𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐞 | 𝐇.𝐏

act i : scene xii

y/n eneco's pov ; from when dumbledore announces the winner

dumbledore announces that harry's got the second place for this task before i could congratulate him, someone drags me quite harshly to the side. holding my upper arms so tightly that'll probably bruise. something shoved into my hands, a sweater. draco's favourite sweater.

"well change it!" he says after conjuring the quick-drying spell —knowing that i just looking at it confusedly. aren't we supposed to still mad at each other?. i change behind a tree quickly, changing my drenched slytherin robes into draco's favourite sweater. just after i finished changing, draco demands "now tell me! why you're potter's treasure? hm?"

"you expect me to know?" i raised an eyebrow asking him, "no, i don't know why"

"does he really good?" he says lowly, eyebrows raised.

"merlin draco! first of all, we're doing nothing at the yule ball, we're just looking for the second task's clue. second of all, you say it like we've done it, you say all that stuff in the great hall and everyone thinks that we've done it" yup, maybe draco did tell all that kind of stuff as if we doing it every time, when in reality we hardly on the second base.

"where might that be? for all i know, you could be lying right now. perhaps, we should take a veritaserum darling and maybe you'd beg me nothing but to be mine" he ignores the second statement i just said.

"i am not lying"

"you do this just because your mum ask you to but why does it seem like you are really friends with him?! or maybe more than that? who knows, like i said you're nothing but a pathetic slut"

"listen here, you bleached blonde ferret boy! you know nothing about the 'mission' my mum gave me, so if you could please shut the fuck up and have a little trust between us" i walked to where the boat is and draco catching up with me, intertwining our hands together. merlin! could this boy get any more bipolar.

"i'm sorry love. i just lost my temper looking at you and potter so close and now you're his treasure. you're not even doing all of this for him right? you're doing this to make your mum proud" at first, yes. but as time comes by, no —i just felt like the need to help him. i just hummed to response his question, he kissed my cheeks. we've got to the castle along with our friends behind us. "and i believe you, i know you wouldn't cheat"

once we arrived at the slytherin common room, i immediately go to my room to take shower and change. i change to my uniform because it's almost dinner time.

"why you're his treasure y/n? not that i'm complaining, of course, i'm just curious" daphne asks while she's putting some light make-up.

"how am i supposed to know?"

"i mean, lately you've been close to potter and it seems not like a part of what your mum asks" pansy says, wearing her shoes and i sat on my bed waiting for them both.

"i could say we're... friends?" i ask confusedly.

"cool, but if you're going to still befriend with him and his friends, i think you should break up with draco"

"we know that you haven't done anything but he yelled at you in the great hall about something like that, and everybody thinks you're a- a-"  pansy tells me.

"i know, i don't care what they think. they could think anything about me but they don't know the truth behind it," i say nonchalantly, "and i know that mine and draco's relationship are quite toxic, but i don't want to let him go because no one but me know how he really feels. we're the only who feels the same things, going through the same expectation our parents expect us to be"

daphne and pansy looking at me, mouth agape, eyes wide, "that's deep," they say simultaneously.

we are going to the common room, waiting for the boys before we go to the great hall for dinner. when the boys coming down our way, draco immediately puts his arm around my waist and kisses my lips softly.

i realise that our relationship quiets toxic. we're dating since third year, we had a lot argument —like maybe once in two weeks or something; from small things to something that made draco snaps to his father. we both know, lucius didn't approve our relationship, he prefers astoria as his daughter in law whilst narcissa prefers me better. the only reason why i didn't break up with draco was that i know how it feels to be pressured by something that we can't hold onto, something that breaking ourselves, something that wounds our soul. and i don't want to have no one beside me when i was in the low life crisis like that.

we arrive at the great hall, take a seat silently and eat in peace. i haven't congratulated harry yet —to be honest being friend with the harry potter, ron weasley, and hermione granger aren't that bad, i actually enjoy they presence more than i should.

after finished dinner, we go back to slytherin common room. draco kisses me goodnight before we went to our own dorms. i clean myself and change myself to something comfortable to sleep. daphne, pansy and millicent already asleep soon after they get back to the dorm and now, i'm continuing my reading of 'wuthering heights' —the book hermione reads me at the lakeside, she gave it to me. once i finished the last chapter, i put the book on my bedside table and go to sleep afterwards.

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the next day, i met harry, ron and hermione in our potions class together. i congratulate him for being in the second place and thank him for saving my life, "harry! congratulations by the way and thank you for saving my life"

"and without you, maybe i'd fail it. so... i also want to thank you for always helping me through this task" we walk outside the potions class, already finished and now we have free period. ron goes somewhere because the twins need his help, hermione goes to arithmancy class.

"it's fine, just like redemption for my mistakes right?" i truly need that redemption from someone who is really nice to me when i was talking shit to them —and it's the conscious me talking, not the clone. though, my mum teaches me something awful, what i said back then to them was something i meant for no reason except i was just really under the influence of my mum, trying so hard to be like her.

"yeah something like that," he teases me, "but i need your help for the last task though, is that okay?"

"more than fine" we're now at the lakeside, the same spot as the last time. "y'know, i'm sorry that draco implying something like that"

"what are you talking about?"

"that draco implying us doing 'something' inappropriate" i use my fingers to mark the quotation.

"he's just jealous... are you breaking up with him though?"

"he is and no, we're not breaking up" as i say that, i see harry's face drooping a bit —almost unnoticeable. "so... have you got a clue for the last task yet?"

"no, but is it okay if i need help from you? again?"

"you shouldn't ask, i'll try my best" the mission my mum gave me, seemingly forgotten. i grew fond of all of them ( harry, ron and hermione ) and it feels like i almost found the courage i've been looking all this time.

"thanks y/n" he smiles, showing his little dimple on his cheek.

"no problem harry"

after our free period finished, we go separate ways to our classes. exchanging goodbyes.