Cold Eyes (Draco Malfoy)

How could you say such a thing?

Around three days passed, Blaise didn't even look Silvias way, and she was relieved but didn't know why he was doing this out of nowhere.

Harry, however was thinking about what Draco had meant.

Maybe he knew Harry was there, and was trying to make him look stupid, by thinking suck and absurd thing.

But, even in that case, Harry had seen how Silvia's leg bounced and how she was fidgeting and not looking at Blaise.

It's because he's in slytherin.

He must have been teasing her.

No matter.

He was going to ask her. He hadn't told anyone, he had wanted to be sure. No doubts.

Silvia was walking down an empty corridor, humming on her way to the library.

She turned the corner and rammed right into Harry and they were both almost knocked backwards.

"Ough!" She gasped, and looked at who it was.

"Oh- sorry Silvia I was looking for you." He said rather sheepishly.

Silvia raised an eyebrow, inviting him to go on. The corridor was empty besides just those two.

"Well...in Potions.. you looked out of place." Harry tried to imply, hoping she would understand.

"Harry, just spit it out." Silvia laughed.

"When you say by Blaise, I mean. And after you left-"

Silvia covered her gasp with a small cough.

"I just didn't expect to sit by a Slytherin that day, it took me by surprise." But that wasn't the surprise. The surprise was how fast she was able to lie to him. She had known him her whole life.

"Oh— okay, alright that's good." He rubbed his neck feebly and began to walk away but she grabbed his arm.

"What do you mean good?" She asked cautiously loosening her grip on his arm.

He looked at her with confusion written on his face.

"I'm just glad it wasn't anything worse." He looked at her, from that reaction he now knew something was off. She was hiding something from them.

"Oh? Like what?"

"I thought he was bullying you or something." Harry faked a shrug trying to seem clueless of his encounter with Draco and Blaise.

Silvia's expression softened.

"Alright... sorry" she added, letting go of his arm.

He nodded slowly and left thinking, she was lying.

———

They'd finished all their classes, and Silvia decided to go for a swim. It's was around 10 and she wanted to go to the Black Lake. So she dressed into her swimming suit, a plane dark crimson red that fitted her perfectly, she grabbed a towel and made her way.

She walked through the crisp, cold air and reached the lake and unwrapped her towel from around her and slowly made her way through the cold water. She was shoulder deep and swam out to around 15-20 feet deep water. She was re-conquering her fear of the lake. It was for her.

She took a large breathe, closed her eyes and pushed herself under the water, her hair flowing behind her and forced herself to sink, and when she was calm enough, she stayed floating around 13 feet deep floating.

She opened her eyes into the black-blue blur. She immediately opened her mouth to gasp, and sucked in water, and then she began to cough, so she looked up and began to swim up. To get out of the void, to breathe.

She made it to the top and coughed furiously, her hair falling on all sides around her.

When she regained her breath, she decended again. And again. And again.

The eighth time she went down, she was able to open her eyes, she was at the very bottom, 28 feet deep exact. She opened her eyes and looked around, not feeling any panic.

It was almost... calming.

In its own way.

She made it back to the top and smiled to herself widely, facing the deeper side of the black lake.

She heard jeering and laughing behind her. So, she turned around, her wet hair falling and sticking to the sides of her face.

She felt her heart squeeze and her stomach feel like it was stomped on.

Slytherins.

Not just any Slytherins though.

Draco Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle, Pansy, and Astoria were all laughing and doubling over while staring at her.

She began to swim over, angry but she caught sight of Malfoy's eye.  He wasn't laughing anymore. He was only staring.

Pansy screamed with laughter, and pointed at Silvia.

Silvia stayed in place, shocked.

"Are you trying to drown yourself?!" Pansy shrieked.

"Wha-" Silvia knitted her eyebrows together, confused.

Draco shook his head at her, telling her to shut up without saying anything.

He has the balls to do that?

"I mean, if you wanted help all you had to do was ask!" Pansy continued while Crabbe and Goyle laughed mechanically.

Silvia felt sick.

Draco continued to stare. He didn't defend her. But he wasn't saying anything at all to be fair.

She felt her bottom lip tremble and bit it, refusing to give them the satisfaction.

While they laughed she looked at Draco with a look of pure loathing. She hated him. Hated how he treated her. She was so confused on his feelings and what they meant.

He stared blankly, letting off no emotion.

Get over here. And leave. He mouthed very distinctly.

She blinked and he jerked his head roughly but not obviously. His friends were still hissing insults.

She got out of the water and grabbed her towel out of Astorias hands, shaking with laughter and pushed past Goyle, who whispered,

"Couldn't manage to actually kill yourself? Well you know what they say, try, try again!" And everyone roared with laughter except Draco and Pansy.

Pansy was at his arm. "What's wrong? Bored of her? I am too.."

He was staring at Goyle.

Silvia's pace quickened and she glanced back, her wet hair hiding her tears dropping trickles of water on their own and she left.

She didn't remember the rest of the way, but she made it to the Gryffindor common room, and didn't even shower. She just fell in her bed, unable to cry.

And she slept and dreamt.

How could someone say such a thing?

Hey loves, author here. Sorry for not updating sooner I will do my best to continue.

Family issues have came my way, and I've been unmotivated, but I am trying.

Hope you understand.

Also, don't hate Malfoy too much.

xx