♡︎ I'm in love with my enemy... ♡︎

As Green as The Grass

Draco's POV:

Damn, I thought Dumbledore was gonna go embarrass me in front of Dyarish. That was so fucking close. So I headed out and gave Dyarish a look and waved to say "see you later".

Right after Dyarish got teleported, I shutted the big door and went out, then down the stairs. That maybe I could breathe some fresh air while waiting for Dyarish. I sat down at the pure green grass, air whooshed hard. After a few minutes, I heard soft footsteps behind me. I quickly turned around and it was Potter and his friends.

Dumb ass doesn't know where he was heading so he bumped into me and fell right at me. He fell on my back, pushing me down. Oh Fuck, that position we landed on is... Weird.

"Oh shit! I'm sorry Malfoy!" He said, and I feel like he shutted himself after apologizing to me. He stood up and I just lifted myself up and stayed sitting down.

"Uh. Yeah it's Fine. It's not like you mean it." I said, pissed but calm.

"Yeah Yeah... I really did mean it. It was a forced habit." He said.

"So, Hm? Why'd approach here?" I asked. Calmly. I actually didn't expect that coming out of me.

"Well I wasn't really meaning to approach here but since your here, Why not get the chance." He said, rubbing his hands.

"Okay. Sure. What chance." I said, tried so hard not to blush of how our positions were, but kinda fixing my face into my normal reaction to him.

I could see Potter and his friends widen their eyes and clenched their eyebrows. Like in a confusion or something.

Potter then, said "Ma-Malfoy..." in a calm voice.

I was also surprised about that but I knew I had to act tough. And like, bully like tone. But it's not like Father's watching me or something. So yeah it's fine. I'd stay chill for now. Maybe?

"Ma-May I ask who she is..?" Potter said, cutting my thoughts off.

"Who? There's a lot of she's in this world Potter." I said, narrowing my eyes.

"No, like the girl you were with. I do know her name but like who is she to you?" Harry said.

"Dyarish, Potter." I responded. Completely ignoring that he said he knew her name.

"Wait, What?! She?- She's a Potter?" Potter scolded.

I could see Weasley and Granger's reaction. Their eyes were widen more, shocked about what I said. Even Potter himself.

"Hm? No, What?" I said, confused.

"But you said... "Dyarish Potter..?" Potter said.

I finally understand what he meant,

"Oh, I was saying, Her name, Dyarish, then saying your name to adress you for what I was saying." I said almost bursting out laughter.

"OH. Okay okay." His friend, Weasley said.

Granger slightly elbowed Weasley, maybe wanting him to stop.

"Are you sure she isn't a Potter or something related to Harry?" Granger asked in a serious voice.

I wanted to laugh so badly and tell everything making them feel wrong but I wanted the prank to go on.

"Yes, no. Maybe?" I said.

"Be serious Malfoy. And she also has a hair like Harry? Her scar, Her glasses, looks everything what Harry has. And you don't have to overprotect your girlfriend, Malfoy." Granger said, no stuttering, no regrets.