lilith potter |draco malfoy ✔

Chapter 5

Edited 02-02-2016

Lilith's POV

I look down at my hand again. I can't believe my own eyes right now. The sentence I'm writing down on the paper is written on my hand too. Blood is dripping from the words, and I know that it'll definitely leave a scar!

I notice that Harry is doing the same, looking at his bloody hand with wide opened mouth. We both stare at each other and at Umbridge next. She just smiles down at us like nothing is happening.

"Yes? Do you need something, dearies?" Her voice is too sweet, she's totally faking it.

"No..." Harry and I whisper together. She nods her head and sits back on her chair.

"You may go. I think the lesson is already learned. Have a good night, children."

We walk to the door at normal speed, but when the door is closed, we run away as fast as possible, wanting to put distance between us and that evil toad! I can't see which one is running faster. I couldn't care less...

We reach the common room and stand next to the fireplace. Hermione and Ron are sitting there waiting for us and instantly notice our hands. They both stand and grab us, pulling us down with them.

"What happened with Umbridge? Your hands are bleeding... Let me see them, I know a spell to heal them." We both hold our hands to Hermione and she uses her spell to heal them. He really is the smartest witch of our year.

"We need to do something about her. She can't do this, hurt students I mean. And you should tell Dumbledore about the detentions. He would want to know." Ron tells us with a worried face. He's a good friend, just like Hermione. I don't know what I would do without them here at Hogwarts.

"Let's think about it tomorrow." I plea. "I'm so tired that I any think I can handle another minute here. I need my bed. Nigh everybody" I leave them to talk and walk to my room.

As soon as my head hits the pillow, I'm pulled to a dreamless sleep, just what I need right now.

~~~ Next morning ~~~

I know I shouldn't do this but I can't help it. When I got up today I thought I would be going to my classes but I guess destiny isn't really happy.

Tuesday is my best day, I don't know why but I just feel it. Transfiguration is my favorite class here, so I'm excited for more knowledge. What am I becoming?! A nerd? Damn Hermione and her intelligence...

I leave the Great Hall earlier, I want to think about the recent events. Umbridge's punishment, the encounter with Malfoy and mostly Harry's silence. Ever since detention Harry refuses to speak. He said nothing to us this morning and I'm worried. What if the scars are doing this to him? I mean the scars of what he went through all these years and

When I finally reach McGonnagal's classroom I get in and find a seat. I'm sitting there by myself when I notice someone is already there. I turn around to see Draco Malfoy staring at me. What the heck is wrong with him? Do I have something stuck on my hair or something?

I stop looking at him because I don't wants to get lost in his eyes. They are so gorgeous that I want to look at them the hole time. Where did that come from?!

The rest of the students walk in, just in time for me to realize how stupid I'm being. He's Harry's nemesis, I can't think of him this way... I shouldn't...

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Draco's POV

Why is she here already? This is my private spot since first year. I always come here when I need to think about something. And that something I'm thinking about is right in front of me.

What is she doing here? The Gryffindor crew always gets here late or when the bell rings so I don't get it.

She must have noticed me because she turns around and sees me staring at her. I've been caught! Damn... Not really.

I look at her eyes first. They are the most beautiful color known by Humanity. She's just so gorgeous.

What am I thinking? She's a Gryffindor, a blood traitor. And I'm a Slytherin. Nothing is ever going to happen, like ever!

But this thought makes me sad, I don't know why.

The bell finally ring and she turns around again, looking straight ahead. The rest of them arrive and surround her like bees around their queen. Maybe that's what she is for them, their new queen bee.

I'm soooo going to tease her about it.

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Lilith's POV

Finally! Transfiguration is finally over. But History of Magic is next, and I so don't want to go. I can't skip classes here so I just go and suffer for two long hours.

At lunch things seem normal, I guess, if you can tell me what normal means. Ron is eating like a pig (as usual), Mione is reading a book (as usual) and Ginny is eyeing Harry (as usual, because since I got here I have never seen her not looking at him). Harry is still mute and I'm not going to be the one breaking his walls, if he wants to talk to us he will.

Suddenly, Harry stands and walks away, leaving us behind.

"I'm worried about him. You should talk to him, you're his twin for god's sake!" Hermione whispers-shouts. I hate it when people do that to me, it's like I've done something wrong and they are trying to scold me without causing a scene.

"I'll do it tonight, we may as well let him think. If he wanted to talk to us, he would have done it already." I stand as well and leave. I'm tired of the noise so I just walk around the empty corridors. It's peaceful here, nothing compared to the piercing voices from before.

I hear steps behind me, so I turn around and face the stalker. At least I hope I won't make a stupid move and hurt innocent people.

"Well, well, well. Looks like you don't have your little followers with you right now. Maybe it's time for us to have a little chat, don't you think?" He starts walking around in circles, almost making me dizzy. What is he trying to do?

"No, I think you should jut leave me alone to find our minions. And what the hell are you talking about? Followers? I'm not like you, at least I have friends who like me for who I am, not because of daddy's money and influences." I spit out everything I have inside of me right now. I don't feel like letting him go away without giving him a piece of my mind.

The next thing he does is completely unexpected. He pushes me against the nearest wall, putting zero space between each other. I can feel my heart racing, and I hope he doesn't notice it, or I might get in trouble with this guy.

"Don't ever talk about me that way. You don't know me at all, so don't judge me based on your friend's opinions. If you got to know me you would motive that I'm my that bad." he whispers in my ear, making me shivr. I really hope he isn't interested in my heartbeat, because I'm sure it just fastened, if that's possible.

"Made your heart race, hum baby?" He mocks. "Meet me tomorrow at nine near the Quiddich court. Alone."

With this he leaves me there, trying to catch my breath. This boy is going to be the death of me.

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As sorry if it's short but I'm writing this in bed, and in supposed to be asleep. Oh well!! And I won't update this weekend because I have the HARDEST test on Monday and I really need to study!! (10th grade sucks!)

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(Edited)

I was so young and naive! My writing sucks! :)