My Brother's Gonna Freak! | Draco Malfoy Love Story

Draco's Injury

Crabbe and Marcus opened the doors to the Hospital Wing while Madam Pomfrey rushed over to them.

"What happened?" She asked, leading them to one of the empty beds.

"He was punched in the ribs and head and he hasn't woken up." I told her, following them to the bed.

"Im gonna fucking kill Pearson." Miles said, referring to Thomas.

"Is he gonna be okay?" I asked Madam Pomfrey, ignoring Miles.

"He has a few broken ribs and a concussion, so he'll have to stay here for a few days." She said.

"Is Draco okay?" Amelia said, bursting the doors open, Miles following closely behind her. Then I proceeded to tell her what injuries Draco had.

"I just don't understand why Thomas would do that." I said, sitting down next to his bed.

"Isn't it obvious? He's jealous of Draco." Amelia replied.

"Why would he be jealous of him, he hates him."

"Because you've been spending a lot of time with him."

"But he said he was fine with it."

"He lied. I think what did it for him was your kiss during spin the bottle. Leo told me he was furious."

"But that was just part of the game, he can't seriously be mad about it."

"You tell me." She said, pointing at Draco's sleeping body.

I had stayed in the Hospital Wing for the rest of the day, since I wasn't in the mood to be talking to Thomas.

Eventually it was dinner time and Madam Pomfrey kicked me out since she told me I needed to go eat.

I entered the Great Hall and decided to sit with Harry and his friends since I wasn't gonna eat at the Hufflepuff table.

"Hey, Y/N." Hermione said, as I smiled at her and sat down next to Harry.

"What happened with Malfoy?" Harry asked.

"Broken ribs and a concussion." I replied blankly.

"I wish I could say I feel sorry for him but-" He had started but I hit his arm mid sentence.

"I'm only sitting here because I'm not in the mood to hear Thomas' lame apology." I glared at him.

"Too late." Ron said, pointing over at Thomas who was walking towards me.

"Oh shit, Harry where's your invisibility cloak?" I said, frantically.

"I don't just carry it around with me." He replied, as I rolled my eyes.

"Y/N, can I speak with you?" Thomas said from behind me.

"Fine." I sighed, while getting up. We both walked out of the Great Hall stopping in one of the corridors.

I looked over at Thomas waiting for him to speak.

"Okay, um, Y/N I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me." He stuttered.

"Then why'd you do it?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.

"I don't know, I guess I just got mad after he gave you his broomstick."

"You got mad because he gave me his old broomstick?"

"Not just that, you've been hanging out with him more and I got a little intimidated by him." He shrugged.

"Why didn't you tell me then?"

"Because I knew you wouldn't agree. I saw the way you looked at him when you kissed."