𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐋𝐘 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒 - 𝐃.𝐌.

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Draco Malfoy:

Dream. Dream. Dream.

No.

Nightmare.

It's her.

I woke up sweating.

Scared.

Gasping.

I looked at the empty bed beside me and tried my best not to pay attention to it.

I don't want to remember.

Savanna Holcombe:

Unfortunately, not being in class would only make things worse.

Disappearing would only draw more attention.

I tried to hold my head up and walk into the classroom.

But the second I saw the blonde boy sitting towards the back of the room, I got scared.

Scared of embarrassment. Scared to move on.

He looked back at me. Grey eyes burned into mine in an impassive stare.

I looked away. I could never forgive him for what he did to me.

I really had hope that he was different. That he had changed. That he wasn't the same.

But he was. He didn't change at all.

Everything he did was an act.

He chose to sit by himself.

I however, knew sitting by myself would make me think too much.

I grabbed a seat next to Blaise after he waved me over.

"How are you?" he asks.

"Not the best." I sighed.

I forced a fake smile.

Pansy strutted into the classroom and hit the back of my head, "So Holcombe, you and Malfoy? Not together? It's a pity." she said with a pouty voice.

I didn't respond.

I know she hates me because Draco "liked" me. But now she just hates me for no reason.

She walked over to sit next to Draco, at the same table.

She slid her body over so that it was touching his.

"Ohh Dracooo. You know, I wouldn't mind if you used me for sex. Unlike Savanna, i'm completely-"

Draco slammed his textbook shut and moved across the room to another seat before Pansy could say another word to him.

I focused on the lesson today.

I can still have good grades. This won't stop me from being successful.

And then it hit me.

Prefects.

We are prefects.

We have to work together.

I prayed that we wouldn't have to do any partner work with each other anytime soon.

I don't want to speak to him.

Once class was over, I had a view of Draco trying to catch up to me. Trying to tell me something perhaps.

But I didn't care, and I walked faster.

When dinner time rolled around, I didn't eat.

I picked and nudged my food with my fork.

Keeping my face leaned on my fist.

Blaise sat next me during all of this, but we didn't speak with each other.

I didn't see Draco anywhere.

Which was perhaps a good thing. I wouldn't have to avoid him.