Blood to Love | 3rd year

27- Giggles, Galleons, and Games

I woke up to Blaise and Draco conversing on the couch. I kept my eyes closed and didn't dare to move; I wanted to continue listening in on the conversation without them being aware of it.

"Yes, she stayed with me over break and then I was stupid and now she hates me." Draco sighed.

"Dude I don't think she hates anyone," I heard Blaise join in.

"I mean have you seen the way she has treated me?" Draco emphasized.

"Don't act like the victim."

"I'm not acting like a victim! You know how much she has yelled at me."

"I bet you deserved it," George whispered.

"Yes, she yells at you quite a lot but you provoke her as well and you cause most of the fights," Blaise quickly said before Draco could respond to George.

"Me? How do I cause the fights?"

"First of all, quiet down. Secondly, I don't really know but women have their reasons and you have to understand where they are coming from," Blaise wisely spoke.

"So when girls want to be mean you expect them to just get away with it?" Draco asked.

"Well — yes," Blaise stuttered.

"No! If anyone, no matter their gender, disrespects me, they're going to be treated the same way," Draco replied.

"That's not true," George began, weaving himself in their argument. "If a guy yelled at you, you would punch him. If Y/n yelled at you, you would just yell back."

I fought a grin that was daring to form on my face from George's response.

"I'm waking her up for dinner. If you don't want to be in another fight, I suggest you leave the room," George threatened.

I heard two pairs of footsteps leaving the room and let George lightly shake me. I pretended that I just woke up and smiled up at George.

"You were awake weren't you?"

"How'd you know?"

"Well you aren't a very good liar. And I saw you smirk when I talked about you."

As he said that, he smirked at himself.

"Let's go to dinner then I'm off to detention," I said, changing the subject.

"Detention?"

"Oh, I didn't tell you! I got detention in Transfiguration class because I was arguing with Malfoy."

"You've got to calm down around him," George said.

"What?" I asked, appalled by his words.

"Just ignore him, everyone seems to be tired of the fighting."

"And you think I'm not? Of course I don't want to fight! But when he brings up my dead sister or he gets protective when I hang out with who I want then I think I have a reason to be mad!" I argued in the now-empty common room.

"When he brings that stuff up then ignore him! He's looking for attention and a reason to fight!" George defended.

"I suppose I could. You didn't have to be so aggressive though."

"I'm not taking his side by the way. I just want to prevent injuries," he replied while putting his arm around my shoulder.

We walked to dinner together and I began to parted from him to sit with Pansy since she waved me over.

"See you tonight or tomorrow?" I questioned before walking to the Slytherin table.

"See you," he said while jokingly shoving me out of his grasp.