I Have To Tell You Something (d.m x reader)

38- Y/N

Before I could turn away from the door and take a step, I felt someone stand behind me.

"Are you okay?" His breath tickled my neck.

I glanced to the side and saw I was near the end of the big crowd of students, and it was dangerous to not be in a big group given the circumstances.

I turned around, not having enough room between us I leaned my back on the door I just closed behind me, my hands behind my back as he leaned in just a bit closer.

"Yes, Draco." I whispered, looking through some strands of my hair into his eyes.

He brought his hand to wipe the hair from my face and I closed my eyes as he did.

"Why do you look so.. dishevelled?" He asked.

I was about to answer, until the door behind me thumped. Someone was trying to open it from the inside, I knew who it was of course.

He grabbed my arm lightly and we walked away from the door as it opened, Diggory walking out. I looked to Draco and he had major confusion etched upon his face.

"Oh Y/n, I was wondering where you ran off to." Diggory talked lightly to me, like he was baby-ing me.

"I told you it's Y/l/n." I narrowed my eyes at Diggory, I knew he wasn't sorry.

"Y/n?" Draco asked me.

"He dragged me in there Draco, and I don't want to be here anymore." I crossed my arms as Draco looked at me deeply, and my heart fluttered when I could tell that he believed me.

"What are you talking about Y/n.." Diggory trailed off, chuckling as he wiped his bottom lip with his thumb.

I fumed even more.

"Don't make me give you a reason to wipe your lip.." Draco muttered, grabbing my wrist as we quickly followed behind everyone entering the Great Hall for breakfast.

"Draco, not so tightly!" I hissed as I motioned to my wrist.

He didn't let go and looked down on me. "You really need to be careful, what if I'm not there to make sure you're alright?"

"You were never assigned to be some sort of bodyguard. So it does not matter."

"No one can be alone around these times, got that?"

"Let go of my wrist you're holding it tightly." I reminded him again. He quickly realised, letting go and looking down to the floor as we walked towards our friends seated at the table. "Sorry, I didn't realise."

We sat down beside each other, and he quickly went into conversation with Nott and Zabini.

As I ate, I felt stares from the back of my head, a burning, probably from Diggory's angry gaze. I didn't know why he was so angry, and why his attitude was hot and cold, frankly, I was becoming sick of it, more than ever before.

I guessed that it was finally time to goto McGonagall, so I excused myself from my friends and got up, heading towards McGonagall's office.