Enemies to Lovers

Part 13

There were only a few people I could think of who could've written that card. So naturally, I ignored the gift. 

After spending a sleepless night in my dorm, listening to the wind whistle its song, morning finally arrived. 

After a long time of waving off Hermione's nagging, I found my way to the great hall. I took my seat beside Harry. 

After talking about the classes 

"I feel like we haven't seen you after classes for a while." Harry played with his spoon and rolled around his oatmeal. 

"I've been busy with stuff."  I shrugged and conveniently left out what the stuff exactly was. 

Harry pursed his lips. "Well anyways," He paused. "We do have a quidditch match today."

"Against Slytherin." Ron said between stuffing his mouth. 

I tapped my wand on the table. "Great." 

"At least Malfoy isn't playing this year." Harry scoffed. 

 "Why?" 

"Well how would I know?" 

"You seem to know an awful lot about him."

"I do not-"

"Seems so." 

"Liar."

"Your lying to yourself-"

"Would you two stop it?" Hermione rolled her eyes. 

Harry slouched down and I nodded reluctantly.

 "I forgot to ask but do you guys want to go to the ball together tomorrow?" Hermione leaned in. 

"I suppose." Ron shrugged and Harry nodded. 

"I don't know if I'm going Mione." I slumped on my wrist. "And Ron, I think someone wants to ask you." I quickly shifted the subject. 

"Who'd want to go with...him..?" Hermione sounded judgmental, completely forgetting what I had said. 

I shrugged and pointed my spoon to a blonde girl sitting behind Ron. "Before you turned around ,she was making googly eyes at Ron." 

Harry stifled a laugh and choked on his porridge. 

"Bloody Hell-" Ron wrinkled his nose. 

Harry grinned and sat up. "As surprising as it is that anyone other than Ron's mother is interested in him," He paused and looked at me. "Didn't you say something Amber? She has more stuff to do?" Harry said mockingly.

I rolled my eyes. "Liar."  

He returned it with chuckle. 

"Well I hope to see you there." Hermione sighed and got up, clearly exasperated from the whole conversation. "Now if you don't mind, I'd like to not be late for class."

We followed. 

Draco's POV~

"I shall hope to see you there later today Malfoy." Snape eyed me with hungry eyes. 

I shifted uncomfortably. "I'll be the-"

"Remind Ms. Riddle." He added before turning around and walking away. 

I sighed and rubbed my knuckles. Great. The meeting was tonight and I was extremely unprepared. My heartbeat accelerated at the thought of it. 

I glanced at my arm and felt a seething anger. Anyone would if you went through the process. 

I walked down to charms and joined Blaise and Pansy along the way. "Snape?"

I nodded and pushed past them, feeling annoyed. I honestly don't know why I told them I was a deatheater. All they did was nag me about it and give me sympathy. Mostly Pansy though.

Sitting through charms was like most classes these days. Full of anxious waiting and constant looking at the clock as the lump in my throat grew bigger. But I couldn't do anything about it.

After charms I had Herbology and then Potions. At least nothing with Snape. More to remind me of tonight. 

Again, as the day drew closer to a close, the day slowed down even more and the drawling voices of the teachers got to me. 

Then the final clock struck and classes were over for today. I knew there was a quidditch match, but I wouldn't be going even though the meeting was after. 

I mean, I could, but I chose not to. I resigned from the team anyways.

My head felt stuffy so I decided to get a breath of fresh air. 

The cold winter air filled my lungs and I thoroughly enjoyed it. I sighed and cupped my hands together, my cold breath making its appearance. 

My stomach churned in anticipation of the meeting in a couple of hours. It was supposed to be a big one. And my head buzzed with dizziness. 

What horrible things were to be executed next? I would only know tonight.