Twisted ; Draco Malfoy

Chapter #20

"We were nothing but a mistake."

Everyone loved Romeo.

Mum was almost hysterical when she came to visit, she wasn't expecting him to be there and she just fell apart.

Romeo made it clear how he felt about me and Harry. It'd been months since mine and Draco's last touch. I almost began to miss him before reminding myself how big of a dick he is.

Oh, and mum and Danny are getting fucking married. Yeah, white veil, white dress, doves, big party... the whole thing. Romeo and I couldn't give a shit, Danny was a twat to the both of us but mother refused to listen.

She's changing her name, dropping my fathers for Danny's. Ember Blackwood. I hate that it flows nicely.

"How long has she known him?" Romeo sat before me, beginning to eat. He was sorted into Slytherin after his enrollment.

"Met him last summer." I sighed softly shuffling the food around on my plate.

"A year?" He scoffed, "She's gone mad."

"Yeah, I watched it."

"You didn't-"

"She doesn't fucking listen to me." I snapped.

"Not listening to Y/n?" A familiar voice slid down into a seat next to me, twirling my hair between his fingers and smiling to set me off. "What a crime to commit." He pouted sarcastically.

He'd grown to annoy me, make me angry all the time. I'd tried to avoid him but it's a bit hard when you live in the same place, go to the same classes together, and have parents who've known each other since before your birth.

My core began to heat up, but not with lust or nervousness, with what felt like hatred. I didn't want to hate him, but I knew I should've so I did.

"Fuck you, Malfoy." I hissed snatching his wrist away from my hair.

He swirled his tongue in his cheek as he stared at the hand clutching his wrist, fingers holding his palm still. Sliding his glance back over to me he smiled and cocked his head.

Looking down at me with a devilish smirk, he shifted his direction towards me. His legs on either side of the bench and his free hand resting on my thigh.

His wrist was strong in my hand, and I couldn't help but stare up at his face. My lips were pressed into a thin line but they still longed for his.

His light hair fell effortlessly over his grey eyes, I felt equally placid and dizzy while staring up at him, everything and everyone disappeared for what seemed like hours...

Get a fucking grip.

My potential hatred flipped to nervousness, which gave me away completely.

Get a fucking grip. Get a fucking grip.

He cocked his brows once more before I gained the strength to stand up and released his wrist from my grasp.

There it is.

My skin still tingled where his hand was placed and I noticed my heart racing. I went to insult him again but stopped myself.

"I don't like your friend." I said firmly to Romeo, walking away to the Gryffindor table and sitting next to Hermione. I ran my hands through my hair a few times before looking over to her.

"Where's Harry?" I looked around, confused.

"Woke up late." Ron shrugged, pulling my eyes towards him while I bit the skin inside my mouth.