Chapter 7

1.8K 63 4
                                    

A/N: heyy. I'm still not ok mentally but i thought I should at least give you guys this chapter. Sorry Its short but  better than nothing I guess. Also I'll post some other story drafts while this goes on hiatus.

Draco P.O.V.

The first few classes of the day felt slow. I didn't all to mind as my other classes weren't as bad as potions. Why? BECAUSE NO ONE NOTICED ME! You would think I was mad that they didn't but no, I was mad that that new Potions teacher noticed me too much. I wasn't even bothering anyone. It was ridiculous. Finally It was time for dinner.

I left class to once again be greeted in the hall way by these wonderful Slytherin students. We made our way to the table and not long after began eating.

Potter and his two stooges were at there table staring bullets at us. To my horror, Potter had gotten up and was making his way over here. He stopped  behind me and before he could say anything the students around me came to protect me.

Slytherin 1: "Leave Draco alone gryffindork!"

Slytherin 2: "Yea! He's our family so u leave him alone."

Student: "Why are defending him. He's a dirty bad guy."

Slytherins: "Says you! He cares about us."

It took some time as I calmed them down and told them I was ok and that Potter only wanted to talk. They unwilling gave in. Honestly I didn't blame them.

Potter and I walked out of the great hall and not long after Granger and the weasel followed. It was obvious that Potter hadn't notice them but it was fairly obvious.

Potter: "Malfoy, was that reaction... The thing u were talking about."

Draco: "Yes your Highness it was."

He glared at me. It wasn't my intention for this to be the way the conversation went but it was purposefully on accident. It IS quite  obvious we only ever talked sarcastically here so it was obvious it would happen.

Draco: "By the way Weasley and Granger, your not very good at hiding. "

Shocked and embarrassed, they both came out from hiding.

Draco: "So... Did you ask Potter? "

Of course as I asked that, the weasel looked confused. I looked at Granger who seemed to understand what I was referring to. 

Granger: "Not yet. I was planning to ask Harry privately." 

Weasley: "Mione, what are you talking about?"

This was tiring. Why did Potter even call me out. I hadn't done anything, not like I could in the first place. It didn't take long for the 2 to start arguing. I was ready to walk away before my arm was grabbed and we apparated.

Heart of a ServantWhere stories live. Discover now