Draco Angst Oneshot

Incident In The Lavatory.

I froze to the events in front of me. Processing what to do or where to go. But before I could get that chance, two sets of eyes glued themselves to mine. My body moved on its own forcing me to go somewhere. I swung around the Great Hall's doors, racing up the stairs. Pacing to the lavatory, I sped. 'One foot in front of the other,' I thought, hoping it helped, seeing as my legs turned to noodles. I turned my head to the side slightly behind me.

I was being followed

But I won't stop, not until I arrived at my destination. I turned around a corner, tears blocking my vision, I was barely able to make out the patterns on the tile floor. tears started flowing. I barged into the Lavatory. I collapsed against the sink, clutching onto either side. I tore off my sweater vest and opened the tap, cupping my hands with water, and pushing it into my face. The mark upon my left arm burning like a pool of acid. bangs damp as I let the feelings that I bottled up, escape. I let out my strained sobs and stare dully into the mirror at my tear-stained face. Before a nasty remark could slip its way off my tounge, I was interrupted.

"I know what you did Malfoy!" He accused. "You Hexed her, didn't you?"

 The Voice of Harry Potter being so clear, but my emotions a blur. I whipped around, trembling with fear. I could not let him know how scared I am. I took out my wand and sent a spell flying at Potter. He dodged and ran behind a concrete beam, Sending one back. I tripped, and to my luck did not get hit by his attack. Although Potters spell hit the sink Wich sent off a light explosion, water spraying out all over the bathroom floor. He ran around the corner and I sent another spell at him. He flung around the corner in time, and I dashed behind a stall. There was no time for thinking, but I paused anyway. I heard shuffling. Potter peered underneath the stall and I shot a nasty curse at him. He popped up while another sink exploded, sending out spays of flowing water. He ran around the aisle of stalls and yelled an advanced spell that I've never even heard before.

"Sectumsempra!" He shouted. The pain was worse than anything I have ever experienced. My body ripping itself up before me. A big slash across my chest. I layed there upon the pool of inch deep water that my blood faded into. The rest of that incident a blur. My last memory was Professor Snape entering the bathroom as I faded in and out of consciousness.