Polar Opposites (Draco Malfoy)

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I couldn't sleep after what happened last night.

I lowkey liked Draco, but to actually do things with him was just weird to me. We had just met on top of that, so I hoped that the both of us were just going to blame it on being tipsy from butter beer.

It was Saturday, at least I didn't have to worry about school.

I can only imagine what could happen if my brother found out. I've never felt so much hatred towards Harry. The more I think about it, he's such an asshole. After all these years, he never found out people thought I was dead. None of it makes any sense.

I walked into the great hall for breakfast. Everyone was staring at me. I guess the fact that Potter's sister is actually alive is spreading pretty quickly.

I went over to the Slytherin table and sat down next to Mattheo. Draco was on the other side of him...but I didn't know how our relationship is going to be now.

I could tell on Mattheo's face that he completely understood why I sat next to him instead of Draco. "Wanna go down to the lake and smoke a little bit of zaza?" Mattheo whispered to me.

I smirked at him, "Hell yeah."

We both got up from the table. "Where are you two going?" Asked Draco.

"To smoke." Mattheo replied, "I didn't invite you because I know you don't really do that." Draco didn't say anything in response to Mattheo. "What? You want to come?"

Draco looked at Mattheo, then me. "Couldn't hurt to just try it."

"Then let's go."

Draco picked up his bag and we began to exit the great hall. I glanced over at the Gryffindor table to see Harry and his two buds, Hermione & Ron, glaring at me. I rolled my eyes at them.

We arrived at the lake at the bottom of the hill. It was surrounded by trees and it was very beautiful. I sat on a rock as Mattheo began rolling a blunt. Draco sat on the ground next to Mattheo.

After he finished rolling one he handed it to me, "Here you go m' lady."

I blushed at him, "Thank you."

"I'm gonna roll one for each of us, so we could feel it more." He placed the lighter on my thigh.

I put the tip of the blunt in my mouth. I rolled my thumb on the wheel of the lighter and the fire from the opening went off. I put it onto the edge of the blunt and the paper immediately began to burn. I inhaled as I let go of the lighter's wheel.

The taste of weed filled my mouth. It was satisfying and I felt immense euphoria. I hadn't smoked in so long. I definitely missed this feeling.

I took the blunt out of my mouth, holding it between my index and middle finger. I inhaled once more, then exhaled, releasing the smoke from my lungs.

I looked down at Draco who had his gaze focused on me. He was watching me intently. Mattheo held out his hand holding onto a blunt for Draco. He looked down at Mattheo's hand. Draco had no clue what was going on, and I thought it was kind of adorable. Draco grabbed the blunt from him carefully and Mattheo began to roll his own.

"Uh, how do I do this?"

I giggled. I got off the rock, putting the blunt in my mouth so I could smoke without my hands. I got on my knees in front of Draco and took his blunt from his hands. I put it in his mouth and lit it for him. He inhaled and immediately took it out of his mouth because he began coughing.

I laughed at him.

Mattheo threw a water bottle into his lap, "Here bro." Draco held the burning blunt in his hand as he drank out of the bottle with the other.

I smoked my blunt with my fingers now. Draco finished coughing and he tried again. "You surprisingly did it right for the first hit you've ever taken." I nodded.

"Well, I watched you do it."

I heard a familiar voice yell, "Eva!"

The three of us snapped our heads in the direction of the voice. Harry was storming up to us while his two friends were following behind him like dogs. "Are you smoking?" He looked disgusted with me.

I casually took a hit, "No." I shook my head, exhaling.

He rolled his eyes at me, "Get up." He demanded.

I looked at him as if he was the grimy bits of food and dirt at the bottom of a sink filled with dirty dishes, "No."

"Eva." He spoke through gritted teeth, "What the hell is wrong with you?! See what a bad influence Malfoy is on you?!"

I laughed and stood up sloppily. Things were starting to get a little slow and I felt kind of..out of it. Like...dizzy...but nothing is spinning. I knew the weed was finally hitting me. And thank god.

"For your information, dumbass, I started smoking a while ago. Before I came here." I pointed my finger at him, "And you...are not the boss of me. You can go and suck a dick... 'cause Merlin knows you enjoy that shit."

Harry looked as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing, "I hate who you've become."

I could tell that I was slurring my words, but I didn't care, "And I hate you and your dumbass face and your dumbass voice and the fact that I even cared about your dumbass. Draco is a better friend to me, than you ever were. You were a manipulative, idiotic, oblivious....dumbass. Didn't even know your own sister was dead. Never mentioned me once." I put my index finger up to represent the number one, "So get the fuck out of here before I deck your ass."

He sighed, then finally walked away depressingly. His two friends followed after him. Hermione kept glaring at me with a nasty look on her face.

"The fuck are you looking at?!" I yelled at her.

She immediately looked away.

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