Chapter 9
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I'm not a big fan of mornings. Nights are what I prefer, but there's nothing better than the fresh waffles with strawberries on a sunny Sunday morning in the Great hall. Every time I'm angry at this school, I remember the moment when I enter the hall and the pleasant smell of breakfast hits my nose.
The hall is almost full of students and teachers. Nobody wants to miss a Sunday, that would be a sin. Sun is shining through the big windows and the colorful stained glass is making its sun rays all kinds of color.
I'm sitting next to Pansy whose head is in her hands, constantly sobbing and hissing in pain. Her head hurts from yesterday evening with Antony. She arrived in our room just a few minutes after me, Toby walked her. She didn't tell me anything about what happened when I left, because she went right into the bed.
"Here-" Blaise says and offers her a cup of coffee.
"No," I protest and put the cup further from her, "she just needs water...or a lemon water,"
"And you should eat something," Theo tells me with worried eyes.
I realize I haven't eaten yet, the waffles on my plate are untouched.
"I have to take care of this little mess first," I say with and an amused voice and stroke Pansy's hair.
Theo, sitting in front of me next to Zion sighs as starts eating. I take a look around the hall and I find my eyes searching for Cedric by the Hufflepuff table once again. It's weird, having someone you fancy for so many years now just gone, let to be forgotten by my mind and heart.
I shake my head and look away from that table. This time, my gaze lands at teachers. They're all talking and laughing, even Snape looks happy. I notice two free seats. I go through the teachers and realize professor Malfoy is not there, along with the new Defense teacher, Regina.
"Where were you two, anyway?" Blaise asks with a little suspicion in his deep voice.
"Broomsticks," I answer and sip from the coffee Blaise offered to Pansy.
"Without us?"
"Shut up! Shut up all of you! My head is about to explode..." Pansy explodes at us. I hate it when she's like that, she could've totally avoided this morning hangover if she just drank a little less. Who knows what else she had when I left. I don't even want to know.
The entrance door suddenly opens with a shrieking. Professor Malfoy and Regina come in, lively talking about something, laughing, even.
I watch them go through the isle between ours and the Hufflepuff table. When he's just a few centimeters from me, I long for him to look at me, to land his eyes on mine. But he doesn't. I think it's for the best.
"I don't trust myself when I'm around you..."
I repeat his words from yesterday over and over, not knowing why I haven't though about it sooner. He doesn't trust himself? Like what's he gonna do?
No matter how wicked, how not right it sounds, I get butterflies in my stomach when I look at him, when I think of what he said. I can't help it, I glance at him over my shoulder every few minutes. I don't know what's happening to me, I've never felt that way about anyone. Not even Cedric.
"Will you stop staring?" His voice echoes in my mind.
So he knows I'm in here. "I didn't thank you yesterday..." I look at him with the corner of my eye and sip from my coffee.
"You don't need to, it was my pleasure-"
"Thank you." I interrupt him.
"Hello? Seriously, where is your head all the time?" Pansy groans at me and I realize she's been saying my name, "can you grab me some pills?"
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