stages of denial

chapter 15

- continued -

Draco's grip still remained firm on her arm, his eyes piercing into hers.

"Fine, but I can walk myself to my dorm." She pushed his arm off, slipping her robes over her exposed body.

"Have it your way." He sighed, falling back into his bed, his eyes closing shortly after.

She turned her eyes to him before jogging down the stairs and hurriedly pushing herself out of the door.

Her vision was blurred, making her stumble while holding onto the wall. Voices began to fill the hallways as students left the great hall.

She eagerly tried to hurry her pace but had no luck before a hand gripped her arm.

"Hey, are you okay?" The voice was unfamiliar, but the face was recognizable, the red hair.

"Oh Ron you're so sweet." She slurred, pinching his cheeks in between her fingers.

He gently grabbed her hand placing it back at her side before helping her along, "well, I'm Fred, so I will take that as a no, you're not alright."

"Hmmm Fred," she tapped her finger to her chin, putting almost all her weight on him, "Nope, I don't know a Fred." She shook her head.

"Ron's brother." He whispered the password to her common room before shuffling her in.

"Hey, how'd you know that snoopy." She turned to him, placing her finger on his nose with a giggle.

"You're absolutely plastered." He shook his head, gently setting her down on the couch.

People started to file into the dorm, all looks being directed towards Isabella and Fred.

"May I help you?" Isabella turned around, looking to the girls.

They giggled before scurrying off into the girls' dorm.

"I didn't catch your name," Fred said gently, his hand pressed on the door, "if you remember it," he laughed.

Before she could answer him, Ron pushed through the door, knocking Fred back.

"What the hell is going on?" Ron's eyes were big, his face red.

"What do you mean?" Fred turned towards his brother.

"Drunk new girl and my brother getting it on, is all that the hallway is filled with." Ron looked to his brother angrily.

"Oh come on don't they have anything else to talk about." Isabella groaned, rubbing her hands on her face.

"That's not what happened at all, she is drunk, but I was just helping her back to her dorm." Fred shook his head, hurt by his brothers accusations.

"Bella?" Ron looked to her, his fists slowly releasing at his side.

"Nothing happened, he was just helping." Her words slurred, her eyes growing heavy as she cuddled into the couch.

"Okay, but what the bloody hell are you doing drunk?" He still looked pissed except this time his anger was towards Isabella.

"I'm gonna head out." Fred forced a smile, pushing his way to the door.

"How rude you scared off my friend Ronald." She huffed, grabbing a pillow and tucking it into her chest.

"You didn't answer my question." He took a seat across from her, "I mean where did you even get it?"

"It wasn't mine." She rolled her head towards him.

"Who's was it?" He titled his head, looking into her eyes.

"Nobody's." She sighed, growing annoyed she stood from the couch, grabbing onto near by objects to help her balance.

"Well now I know." He looked her up and down, reading the Slytherin symbol on her robes.

She looked down at the robes, her eyes going wide once she saw the symbol, "shit, shit, shit."

"Really? You went to Draco, the one who fucked up your year." He stood from his chair in disbelief.

"It's not like that, it wasn't like that, he didn't, oh fuck I don't know." She fell back into the couch in defeat.

"Right." He laughed sarcastically before finding his way to the door and slipping out.

AN: Please leave your thoughts, what you think, or what you'd like to happen, it really motivates me to write more!