Slytherin Pride

Why Are You Looking at Her?

Draco's POV
Everyone flooded the hall. Of course, I sat alone. Most of the Slytherins hadn't returned. But Blaise Zabini, and Goyle still sat there. Grouped together. Occasionally staring at me in disgust. I had betrayed them. And the Dark Lord. I looked down at my arm. The word coward still was burned into my skin. I looked over at the Gryffindor table. Gin happily laughing along with Weasley 6 and Potter. I faintly smiled. Her smile...was perfect. "Hey, Malfoy. Why are you checking out, the out of your league Gryffindor hotties?!" Blaise yelled. Everyone in the great hall became deadly silent. He smirked evilly. But continued. "Why are you, Malfoy? Obviously the whole Hall is now interested in knowing". I looked at my hands. A tear slowly fell from my eye. What the fuck?! Why does this have to happen to me? "Malfoy? Hey, I have another question. What makes you think that you deserve those? I mean...you did kill the headmaster." I snapped. "Shut up! They aren't 'those'. You're talking like they're objects, when obviously they have ten times more human feeling than a monster like you could ever possess!" I stood up all eyes fixed on me. I stormed out of the hall. But Blaise called after me. "Yeah, and about 100 more times the human feeling than something like you!!!" Everyones laughs echoed behind me as I shoved the big doors open and disappeared. Even from half way down the corridor I heard Ginny scream. "YOU MOTHER FUCKING PRAT!!! YOU DONT KNOW ANYTHING. YOU DONT KNOW WHAT HES BEEN THROUGH. AT LEAST HE HAS THE GUTS TO APOLOGIZE!!!"

GINNYS POV
Harry tried to pull me down but I wasn't going to give up just yet. They don't know what he's been through. I could see Blaise's smirk falter. "YOU JUST LISTEN UP, YOU COMPLETE ARSES! HE IS A BETTER AND SWEETER PERSON THAN MOST OF YOU COULD EVEN HOPE TO BE. SO SHUT. UP." Ron actually stopped eating. His mouth stood agape. And Mione was looking directly at me. Harry kept trying to pull me back into my seat. I finally got tired of it all. "Bug off! Merlin Harry!" He immediately stopped. I pushed my food away and headed towards the door, too. But Blaise finally got over his surprise. "Yeah, that's right. Go chase after your git of a boyfriend. Yeah, go on. You slut." I nearly fell. But I kept my tears locked away and my head held high. I needed to find Draco. And as soon as I opened the door, I almost ran into him. "Whoa. Sorry...sorry." He looked down and wiped a stray tear away. I wiped his eyes with my thumb. Pulling Him into a broom closet before crouching down with him. "Don't cry. Your amazing. Better than anyone in that room." He looked up surprised. "You realized the freaking Boy Who lived sits at the Gryffindor table right now? And the witch of the age. And Neville, the brave swordsman. Plus Luna. And Ron, the sidekick." He said it with a little spite, but mainly just trying to prove his point. "I know. I was sitting right next to them all. But you. You...have everything. But still have a reason to be unhappy. Everyone else is poor. Or an orphan. You should be jumping with happiness. But this just goes to show life is cruel to all. No matter how good the person, they have experienced it." He looked down and nodded. "Very motivational. Meet me at the Quidditch pitch later, okay Weasley?"
I almost giggled. "Yeah sure thing Malfoy. Ready to get beaten?" he smirked. "You wish."
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