Hogwarts love

Chapter Eight

-time skip to Monday-
I check my watch just to make sure I'm not late, although I'm not as well mannered as Hermione I still want to avoid getting into trouble when I can... especially if it's Snape giving the punishment.

I turn the corner and enter an empty classroom being used for today's detention just as the clock on the wall strikes 4 and the school day finishes.

I turn to see some writing scrawled on the chalkboard behind me.

Professor Snape has been called to take care of an important duty today so therefore he won't be able to supervise your detention. However we still expect you to sit the full hour in silence, we will know if you don't.

I'm questioning how they'll know in my head before being interrupted with a knock on the door.

"Is this the detention room?", I hear a familiar voice ask.
I whip my head around and sure enough there's that distinct head of blonde hair.

I nod at him and notice his expression change slightly from his usual straight face when he recognises me . Almost as if his lips are curving into a smile...

I hear light footsteps running down the corridor and go out to check, sure enough it's Fred.

Before I know it he's standing right beside me breathing so close I can feel his air on my skin. I blush slightly before moving away remembering we aren't alone.

"This is going to be the longest detention ever", you hear Draco mutter.
"Well you don't have to stay, Snapes not even here to supervise so I'm out.", Fred says with a grin on his face.

He walks off to the door before turning around "you coming flower face?", he asks with an expecting look. A nickname he likes to use since I always have flowers in my hair.
"No, I really don't want Snape yelling at me again plus this is a good opportunity to get my Herbology revision in. I'll catch up with you later." , I say giving a weak smile.

Fred pretends to sigh loudly,
"Excuses excuses", he chuckles a bit before running down the hallway leaving the room in silence once more.

I walk over to an unoccupied desk and get out a textbook from my tattered school bag.

"Are you actually doing work?",Draco scoffs.

"Are you actually still here?", I scoff back matching his tone.
"If you didn't want to do work you could have left with Fred you know"
But he didn't. Why?
He goes silent and pulls out his own textbook to revise from.

-3rd person-

A few minutes have passed and you can hear the frustration in Draco's sighs as he try's to revise.

"You know maybe if you can't revise you shouldn't stop me from having the ability to", you huff.
"Can you kindly shut up?", you say.

"Fine, maybe I will just bunk like Fred. Don't rot in detention whilst I'm gone.", he mocks

"How did you even get a detention in the first place?", you question making eye contact with him.

He blushes only a bit before saying, "some secrets are best kept hidden."

"Not with me, I always find out one way or another", you give him a smirk. It wasn't true but you wanted to see what he would say nonetheless.

He rolled his eyes in a joking way and turned to face you, "Well if you must know I stole the test answers from professor mcgonagol".

You go silent for a moment.
"That's actually pathetic.", you laugh a bit.

"Oh ok miss dare devil what's your reason?"

"I ran straight into Snape after me and Fred snuck into school at two am drunk and running down hallways."
You go straight faced regretting what you just said.
"Classy."
"Yep".

A few seconds pass and Draco breaks the silence by chuckling. Your lips slowly curve up as you join him. You look down realising that in that short period of talking/ laughing Draco had somehow moved closer to fill the space between you.
You smile to yourself but it slowly fades as you realise Draco's eyes are on you.

"What are you staring at bleach boy", you smirk

"It's not bleach you mud blood", he scorns taking his gaze off you. His tone is tough but you can see his smile he's trying to hide.

"Keep telling them that princess", you whisper just loud enough for him to hear you.

Before you realise the hours up and detentions over.
You pack your things up and head to the Gryffindor common room.
"Later loser"