Another Prank Failed Miserably (part 2)

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by dumble_daddy

by dumble_daddy

I ran faster than I had ever run before, which is not saying much because someone as honorable as ME should never have to do such an act.

I tried to hide behind the sofa, hoping that I ran too fast for Goyles slow brain to notice where I had gone.

I turned my head to Pansy silently asking (Malfoys dont beg) her for help, but she just went back to painting her nails, that bitch.

I turned around just as a first year entered the common room. I bolted out of the place, accidentally pushing the first year to the floor while doing so. I would pay for his injuries later, but in the meantime I was trying to escape untouched thank you very much.

I ran to a random corridor, my heart pounding from the fear of having Goyles nasty hands on me (or from how much I was lacking in cardio). Thoughts were coming from every dark corner of my mind.

What would happen if Goyle caught up?

That thought was stupid considering Goyle was slower than professor Flitwick.

What if Goyle tries to kiss me in front of the whole school and I end up being absolutely humiliated??

I would cut off Goyles favorite toe (who even was a favorite toe?)

What would my mother think of her precious child being harassed by an ugly troll? What would my father do to Goyle and his father? What is Potter doing standing so stupidly in the middle of the corridor?

That last though rang through my head as I ran into his hard chest.

I felt my anger rising as I heard him let out a stupid "oof" sound.

"What- Malfoy? Are you okay?"

I wanted to punch him. I wanted to punch his stupid face, punch his stupid glasses, his stupid nose, forehead, eyes, lips. I wanted nothing more than to absolutely destroy his face.

But I didn't.

"Im fine."

Lets be real here, the slightest fingertip I lay on Potter, and its lifetime in Azkaban for me (which is not how I would like to enjoy my life, thank you).
You can't blame me for wanting to hex potter when he always finds a way to be somewhere at the WORST of times.

"Are you sure? You look a bit red-"

"Draco!" I heard Goyle wheeze out behind me. I was surprised at how fast he caught up, he never runs more then three steps. I turned around and saw his sweaty red face. Disgusting. If he even gets a single drop of sweat on my perfect skin I will knock out his favorite tooth (Goyle has a lot of favorites).

"What could you possible want, Goyle?"

"Marry me"

I knew Goyle was stupid but who in the world would propose to me like that? I deserve petals of flowers on the floor as they guide me to a five star meal created by Salazar Slytherin himself along with unicorns and fairies flying in the air singing a magical song as I get presented with the biggest diamond I have ever seen, NOT in the middle of a corridor, by a sweaty man, while Potter was watching!

It seemed Potter was as shocked as I was because I heard him make a very unflattering noise.

I declined in the nicest way I could.

"Goyle, I would rather snog Potter than ever consider marrying you." Immediately after I had said that Potter made another very unflattering noise.

It hurt to say, but this was GOYLE.

"Alright, prove it! Snog Potter if he's sooo handsome."

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wonder if they'll kiss

PANSY POV IN NEXT CHAPTER
sorry for any mistakes