HARRY'S POV
Disbelief. That's all I feel. Did Malfoy really just say all of that to me? Does he really feel like that? Does he really want a truce with me? Does he really think everyone thinks I'm perfect? Does everybody think I'm perfect? I hope not.
After our strange "truce" we both lay down in our seperate beds.
I can't sleep. I don't think Malfoy can either. I can hear him tossing and turning in his bed.
"Malfoy?" I whisper.
"I'm sleeping." I chuckle at his response.
"Very funny. I just want to say I'm sorry." I mutter.
The rustling of Malfoy's bed sheets stop.
"What?" Malfoy questions.
"I'm sorry." I repeat myself.
"... Why?" Malfoy quietly asks.
"I'm sorry that I make you angry. I just want you to know that I never mean to anger you." I admit.
"I accept." Malfoy bluntly says.
I expected more of an answer, but I'm also not suprise Malfoy doesn't have a large speech like I did.
I sigh and roll over in my bed, "Goodnight Malfoy." I whisper.
"Goodnight Potter." Malfoy responds.
AN
-GROOVYLADY
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