Harry ran into the ROR and closed the door. He just needed time to think. He laid on the couch that appeared and thought. And the first thing he thought of was "shit! The final task is tomorrow!!" He drew a bath and tried his hardest to relax. But it continued nagging at his brain. He could die tomorrow. He could die without telling Draco how he feels. He decided he was okay with that.
Ron walked into the classroom and sat in his seat and all Draco could think was well where's Harry? He passed a note to Ron and waiting for his answer. The sound of the seat dragging against the stone floor let him know he was either going to be beaten to near death or to death. He didn't want either.
"You know what Malfoy! Your boyfriend is in the ROR. If you need to go make disgusting poof love to him excuse yourself now! Because nobody should have to breathe the same air as you! You are the most horrendous person i've ever met."
"Weasel we aren't dating and i am going to head to the ROR because i'm his true friend. Unlike you jackass. Go fuck your bush you call a human and console your whore sister." He slammed his book shut and gathered his things. If Harry's "friends" treat him this way he really needs him right now.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Don't forget to like and comment all suggestions are welcome. Thanks for reading!
~Cassie
