--Outside, Sunday--
*Third Person*
Draco was sitting under a tree, reading.
Pansy came strutting up, sitting next to him.
*Draco's Pov*
•'But in this case, I can easily apply Mrs. Kiczek's strategies for critical analysis to the real-life behavior I just witnessed. The action of our-'
Pansy: Hey Draco~!!
Ugh. Seriously. Right now?
Draco: What, Pansy. Can't you see I'm reading.
Pansy: Oh, sorry! I didn't realize.
Draco: Sure you didn't.
Pansy: Just- I had a question Draco.
Draco: What is it.
Pansy: Did you... think about it?
Draco: Pansy. When will you let this go. I. DON'T. LIKE. POTTER.
Pansy: Draco... please just think about it..
Draco: I already have.
Pansy: Did you?
Draco: ...
Pansy: Think about it. I promise you.. you'll be happy with the outcome
Draco: Whatever.
Pansy: Thats not a yes.
Draco: FINE.
Pansy: Thank you.
Draco: Now leave me be.
Pansy: I will, I will~
Pansy skipped off with a smug look on her face. The hell was she doing? Why would she care so much if I liked Potter?
*Harry's Pov*
Draco: Pansy. When will you let this go. I. DON'T. LIKE. POTTER.
I dont like Potter.
I dont like Potter..
I dont like Potter...
It kept ringing in my head..
Over and over....
I was pretty far away when he said this, but he was practically screaming it..
He must.... hate me a lot....
Well he has since first year..
Tears started streaming down my face..
I got up and ran away, I didn't want Malfoy seeing me. He might figure it out..
*Pansy's Pov*
I walked away from Draco with a smile on my face. I was just happy he agreed to it. I was walking back inside when I saw Potter make a run for it. He must've been sitting out of view, I didnt even know he was out here...
Oh shit. He probably heard Draco. Fuck! I have to go after him! Or maybe I could get Hermione.. She could probably cheer him up better than I could..
I sprinted away to find Hermione.
(•Page 122 'Dear Evan Hansen, the novel'.)
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