Poisoned Love (Sequel to Beautiful Chaos) (Draco Malfoy Love Story)

Chapter V {Detention}

"are you out of your goddamn mind?!" Draco yelled as we entered an unoccupied common room

"no I'm not! i was trying to speak the truth!" i yelled, talking about the incident in DADA

"you can't say something like that to someone like...her!" he yelled back

"what do you mean, like..her?" i question

"she's from the ministry. if Voldemort is really back the min-"

"Voldemort IS back! you don't believe me do you?" i say hurt

"of course i believe you." he says

i stare at him "are you sure about that, or are you telling me that so i won't get even more pissed off?"

"I BELIEVE YOU VANESSA! WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO SCREAM IT OFF THE TOP OF THE ASTRONOMY TOWER?!" he yells

i back up a little bit "why are you so angry?" i ask calmly

"look...im sorry. i just, who knows what she's gonna do to you during detention." he says worriedly

i smile and walk towards him "awh. you're adorable."

"don't call me that." he snaps

i laugh "okay. you can meet me right outside Umbridge's classroom after detention to make sure nothing happened. which I'm sure i'll come out unscathed." i say

"you better count on me being there and if that woman even laid a finger on you, she's dead." he says running his hand over my cheek

i lean in and plant a kiss on his plump lips

"i have to go, detention." i whisper smiling

"i'll see you in two hours" he says smiling

i nod and leave the common room

"ah Miss Wilde, i was beginning to worry you weren't going to show." Umbridge said as she put a spoonful of pink sugar into her pink coffee. or tea maybe.

the entire room was pink, just like her unbearable outfit. there were pictures of cats all over the office walls and even the flowers were tinted pink.

Harry sat, looking at me, it one of the desks

"sit." Umbridge said her eyes scanning over the unoccupied desk next to Harry's

"you two are going to be doing some lines for me today" Umbridge says

both me and Harry reach down in our bags to grab a quill

"no not with your quill, you're going to be using a rather special one of mine." Umbridge says as she gets up from her desk and hands me and Harry a rather odd looking one

"now, i want you two to write, 'i must not tell lies'" Umbridge says

Harry clenches his jaw while i tighten my grip on the quill in anger

"how many times?" i ask through gritted teeth

"well lets say, however long it takes for the message to...sink in" she answers

"you haven't given us any ink" Harry says

"oh you won't be needing an ink." she says

i scrunch my eyebrows together in confusion, Harry glances at me confused as well

i sigh but align my hand on the parchment and begin writing

I must not tell lies

I must not tell lies