That Young, Rich Boy.

6. His anger

The night arrived and it was 9 PM by now, I was pretty exhausted by setting all of my clothes in the closet. So I decided to walk out for some air for a limited time. I had my slippers on, and wore a grey hoodie on top just to be cozy and continued to walk towards the door, as soon as I opened it, I saw Malfoy right in front of the door with his hands up in a fist, as if he was about to knock on the door.

We made and eye contact but he quickly looked away and entered inside the room, I backed away in order for him to enter with my back against the door, he stopped for a brief moment and tilted his head towards me, we were pretty close.

"I'm gonna take the bed." He said in a low voice. I huffed; "No you are not! You are NOT taking the bed," I hurried over the bed to grab his pillow, "I don't care what someone says, but YOU'RE gonna sleep on the couch!" I threw the pillow on his face but he caught it.

He put the pillow back on it's place and looked at me in the eye, I was pretty tiny and short so I tried my best to look as scary and as angry as possible. I could see his lips turn into a smirk as he came closer to me, he was basically on top of me, that's how tall he was. 

"Are you trying to scare me? Look at your petite body, I could choke you to death if I want." He whispered in my ear, his husky voice tickled my neck.

I took both of my hands and put them on his chest and pushed him away from me, "If you think that I'll easily be terrified by your fake act, then you're wrong!" I stomped, then I muttered "albino rat!" under my breath, I might've said it too loud for him to hear as he grabbed my wrist and brought me closer, I could see that he was flaring his nose, he was angry...

"Watch.. Your.. Mouth!" He let go of my hand and grabbed some clothes from his trunk and headed to the washroom. I was petrified. I looked over to my hand only to see it blue with his fingerprints, I got lost in my own fearful thoughts. 

I totally forgot about the 'walking outside for some fresh air' because I grabbed the pillow and blanket and made my way outside, as soon as I walked towards the couch, I saw Hermione laying on the second couch reading her book, she looked over at me with confusion, "You too?" she asked to which I nodded with a sad smile. 

"What are you reading?" I asked her. "Lord of the Rings." 

I heard my room's door open to see Draco Malfoy in his black pajamas, he looked over at me and Hermione with question but then he eventually slammed the door and probably went to bed, I looked over at Hermione as we exchanged confused glances and I just shrugged.

I was pretty tired so I decided to set up the couch, make it more comfortable with my soft pillow.

I made my self comfortable and pulled the sheet up to my neck as I turned towards the fireplace and eventually fell asleep. It was very calm and peaceful with the fire dancing and Hermione flipping her pages, the lit candles were dying and the wax had melted, the smell was filling the room and it was pleasant.

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"Katie, wake up." I heard Hermione saying my name, but then I heard a door slam shut to which I kicked off the couch terrified only to see Malfoy in his robe stomping his way out of the door towards the main door.

"What's his problem?" I asked with a disgust in Malfoy's attitude, "Hey, what happened to your wrist? why is it purple-ish?" Hermione asked with worry, "Agh, this is Malfoy's doing, don't even ask," I huffed in irritation. "How is it going with you and Nott?" I questioned her, "Oh Katie, It's WORST than what I thought, he has a very annoying attitude, I almost slapped him yesterday."

"At least we both can relate" I muttered and she nodded, "Come on, our first class is potions, get up!" she pulled me and pushed me in my room.