Year 1 - Dynamics - A Harry Potter Fic.

Part 6 - Vyla's POV

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(Outside of Moaning Myrtle's Bathroom)
(Vyla's PoV)

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When we arrive at Moaning Myrtle's bathroom on the first floor, Draco and I look at each other and smirk. We suddenly push Jay into the bathroom before he even knows what's happening. Valentine tries to process what's going on, but I throw them in there too.

We slam the door shut behind them and block it. After a quick moment, we feel some effort into trying to get out, but after a moment (again) it's as if they give up. Welp, that's to be expected.

But they're in there for a while. Like a LONG WHILE. After about fifteen minutes, Draco and I just sit down on the floor of the hallway, waiting for anything to happen.

"..."

"Did they die?" I ask.

"You can feel free to check." Draco snivels.

"Nah. Because if they're dead, I don't want to join them."

Draco nods in agreement... He lets out a chuckle and tries to joke around.

"Well, if luck is on our side, maybe the mudblood is dead."

"Welcome back, to Draco being an asshole."

"Ouch."

"Oh shut up. You are being an asshole."

"How?" He asks, innocently.

"Look. Just--Just-- I just..." A frustrated sigh escapes me.

"Ok, just try to understand? I know your parents just don't take the concept of muggles very well, but I am trying to cope with the idea that we're going to be surrounded by muggle-borns for the next seven years."

I take a breath, as it seems he's listening, "Even though our folks are, well," I lower my voice to a hush, "You know whats,"

And back to a normal volume, "We don't necessarily have to follow in their footsteps, you know?"

"You're rambling, Vyla." Draco peers.

I huff, "Sorry. Just, try to have your own opinion. OK?" I nudge him with my shoulder since we're sitting so close together.

But the simple gesture makes me second guess myself. Don't ask why because I have no idea. Anyways. . .

I throw a look back at the door and feel a budge against it. I scoot away from it quickly and watch as the door opens, revealing a very messy-haired and sloppy dressed Valentine and Jay.

"Whoa, what happened to you guys?"

"Yeah. You get hit by a train or some shit?"

I snicker at Draco's comment.

"None of your pure business, Malfoy!"

And then they turn to me.

Valentine quickly grabs me by my robe and gets up close and personal.

"You have no idea the pain we just endured. Screw. You."