BAD INTENTIONS - [D.M.]

Seven

Aliya's POV
Hogwarts - December 1996

My eyes flutter open. I feel like I have slept for ages. I wake up in the hospital wink. Hell no, I hate it here. I turn around to sleep again, but now I am fully awake. There sits Draco Malfoy next to my bed. Is he building a joint? "What the fuck are you doing?"
"Calming my nerves after this eventful morning," he answers.
"What time is it?"
"I don't know, past lunch something."
"Why are you here?" I ask and sit up slightly. "Give me that mirror," I add.
He leans over to grab it for me, "I believe you owe me something after today." I look terrible.
"You wish."
"Hear me out. I admit, I watched you a little. I spent the last month studying every book you read in the library. I don't get why you read them, they are deadly boring. I am still thinking you are hiding something. Just tell me what it is and I'll leave."
"You are so obsessed with me, Malfoy."
"Come on, give me answers, Baker. You owe me, remember?"
"I owe you nothing. Why are you so interested in me, huh?"
He sighs, "I am not obsessed or interested in you. I am curious about what you are hiding."
"Same thing."
"We should meet for some wine to spill all the secrets," he suggests.
"That will never happen in my entire lifetime." He takes his joint and exits the room without another word.

"Do you blame yourself?" A doctor stands at the end of my bed. This is not the hospital wing. I try to use my hands to sit up, but they are handcuffed to my bed.
"What?" I whisper.
"It's quite common for a patient to feel guiltily in such a situation."  Another doctor appears.
"What situation?"
"The loss of both parents."
My eyes are wide open. I am in the hospital wing again. I sit up and check my wrists. They are not cuffed to the bed frame.
"Wow, you seen a ghost?" Mutter a voice next to me. I flinch and spot Malfoy sitting in the chair again.
"I thought you left," I mumble and lower myself on the bed again. 
"I did, but I finished the joint and I came back to convince you to-"
I cut him off, "I will not exchange secrets with you or intentions or whatever you are hoping for."
"Okay, I get it. Go back to sleep and forget I was here." I follow his instructions with joy. I turn away from him and close my eyes. He doesn't get up immediately. I hear how he puts something on the table. I do not bother to look. I just want to rest.

"Okay, you are free to go," tells the nurse. I thank her and grab my stuff. Finally, I can leave. "You forget something." She runs after me.
"I didn't-" I start before I see what she has in her hand. I thank her again. I look at the ring in my palm. I recognize this one. It's Draco's, I complimented it this morning. I will give it back to him.

I enter my room and find a piece of paper on the ground. I sigh as I pick it up.
Meet me in the courtyard at ten pm.
- A. P.
What the hell? I shouldn't go. But I am curious.

Draco's POV

Theo's laugh echoes in my ear. He and Blaise joke around again. I don't listen. I am busy watching her with Daphne. She isn't wearing the ring. Why isn't she wearing it? Is she scared I hexed it? I should have done that to mess with her. That would have been funny. She exits, but alone. Daphne rolls her eyes and vanishes to the girl's corridor. Luna sits down next to Blaise and blocks my view at the door. Now Blaise kisses her on top of the head. He blocks it even more. If I move too much, they will notice that I wait for someone to walk through the door. "Wanna go smoke?" Asks Theo. I nod and rush out of the room.

"Here," he holds out a cigarette. I convinced him to walk while smoking. "You still with Pansy?"
"I am not with her," I correct him.
"Yeah, right. Just fucking. When are you guys going to make it official?"
"Never," I say as the smoke escapes my mouth. "She is awfully annoying." He nods. I know he is about to give me advice, but he is the last I want to take advice from. He changes his girls more often than his underwear.
"You know, maybe you should try-"
"Theo, I don't want to hear it, you are terrible at the whole relationship stuff. You have a new week every other girl," I chuckle. Good thing he understands my humor.
"I want to add someone to my collection," he grins.
"Who?" I watch the smoke coming out of his mouth.
"The new girl, Baker." My jaw clenches at the mention of her name. I feel jealousy boiling.
"Forget her, man. She isn't looking for a guy," I tell him.
"How do you know? Tried it?" He laughs.
"I heard how she said to Daphne that she doesn't need a man, she believes 'they are too much distraction'," I lie. He nods and throws the cigarette on the ground.
"How's your boyfriend?" I joke. She looks at me confused and angry. "Adrian."
"We met once," she clarifies, "he is not my boyfriend, not even close."
"Is that so?"
She nods proudly, "He just wasted my worthy time." I raise an eyebrow. "I got no time for a guy."
We had that conversation in class after I found out they met up in the three broomsticks. I remember how relieved I felt after she told me he is a waste of time.
"It's getting late, I'll go to bed, I have a test tomorrow," he says. I wish him good luck and watch how he disappears back into the dungeons. I take another cigarette. I take another direction now. I hope I see her by "accident".

The cigarette is almost used up, but before I turn around to just go back to the common room, I take a look at the courtyard. I see two shadows sitting there. They drink something. "I'll see you tomorrow," says the girl with the long hair. Is that Aliya? I quickly grab another cigarette so it doesn't look like I watched them. She is probably heading towards me and wants to get back to the common room. I keep walking down the corridor until I hear footsteps behind me. I turn around. "Malfoy?" She whispers. I stay still and wait for her to catch up with me. "What are you doing here?" I show her my cigarette. She just takes it out of my hands and takes a drag. "Hurry, before he sees us." She practically runs down the stairs.
"Who?" I stop.
"Come on," she tells me again. "I'll explain it later."
I just follow her and we stop in front of her dorm. She tells me to wait outside, but I go inside anyway. "What are you doing?" She asks as I close the door.
"You want someone to see me?" I lean against the wall and look through her messy room. "You are organized."
"Shut up," she tells me. I ask her about the guy we were running from. "Adrian-"
"What? You met up with him? Are you stupid?" I yell at her.
"Stop screaming!" She shouts back. "I drank a glass of wine with him and he explained to me why he did what he did."
"You drink wine with him, but not with me? Wow."
"I just listened to him!" She defends herself.
"He tried to rape you! Think straight! You are getting yourself into danger!" She raises an eyebrow but keeps digging in her drawer for something. I try to wrap my head around it, that she met up with him. Alone. In the dark. It drives me insane that she puts herself in danger.
"Here, you forgot it," she mumbles and hands me my ring.
"Keep it," I say coldly without looking at her.
"It's way too big-" I take off the chain around my neck and take the ring. "Since when do you wear necklaces?"
"Always, they are just always hidden," I answer. She watches me as I thread the chain through the ring. "Turn around," I order. She obeys and holds her hair up.
"We hate each other, remember?" She mocks me. I put the necklace around her and spot a scar under her ear.
"What happened here?" I run my finger over it.
"You don't wanna know," she says as she turns around again. I just nod and turn away from her. I head to the door and hear how she thanks me for the necklace. God, she drives me insane.

Aliya's POV

I touch the scar with the tip of my fingers.
"Be a good girl," he mumbles and runs the knife over my neck. My mother screams at him to let me go. I join her screams as he pushes the tip of the knife into my skin.
A shiver runs down my back. I should really go to sleep now. It's been a long day.

My body begs for sleep, my mind is alive. Today's events play over and over in my head. Why did he care that I met up with Adrian? I play with the ring on the necklace around my neck. I find myself smiling. Shit, I need to remind myself that we hate each other, but he looked handsome today. How he stood there, leaned against the wall, glaring down at me. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I. Can. Not. Fall. In. Love. Especially not with him.