The Purest Kind of Magic

- nine -

I've attended basically all of the Slytherin games ever since. I never had a knack for Quidditch but I still liked watching it. But recently I felt like I'm gaining more interest in Quidditch than I had before. Maybe it was because I actually had a team that I personally wanted to support.

"Good job sucking today, Potter!" Malfoy shouted across the field after gaining Slytherin a win. He then ran to us cheerfully. I've seen Malfoy laugh before, but it was usually to tease someone, espiecially me. But this time he was genuinely happy. I have to admit, he looked adorable.

Malfoy's gaze focused on me and smiled, "Wasn't I amazing today, Peanut Potter?"

I smiled back at him, "Not really, I could do better."

That ended with him chasing after me for a whole minute, he ended up catching me and we laughed it off.

--

"Peanut Potter?" Blaise laughed as he put his arms around me as we walked into the DADA classroom. "He really calls you that? That's quite creative."

I smiled, "Yeah, I don't mind though."

"Dang, I thought you'd be pissed off. I mean, you're always complaining about Draco."

I opened my mouth to speak just to get interrupted by Malfoy who took Blaise's arm off my shoulders. "Don't get all touchy now, class time."

"Since when have you been such a goody-two-shoes?" I asked him.

Malfoy sighed, "You're so clueless... Anyways, sit next to me."

"Why?" I raised an eyebrow. Malfoy rolled his eyes and grabbed my arm and dragged me to a seat next to him.

Class officially started and I started yawning and was about to drift into dreamland. That was until Malfoy smacked the back of my head.

"Ow.." I whimpered as I rubbed the back of my head.

"Stay awake, dummy," Malfoy whispered while looking at me with a straight face.

"That didn't mean you had to hit me!" I whispered back furiously. He gave me a smirk and went back to paying attention to Lupin.

We shared DADA class with the Gryffindors, but we had an invisible border between us. Usually Malfoy would sit rather close to Harry to make fun of him. But today he sat rather far away from him for some reason. Is it because of what he saw last time with me and Harry?

Class was eventually over and I parted ways with Malfoy as he wanted to go to the courtyard and I didn't. Blaise also went with Malfoy so that left me with nobody. Well, except for Harry and his two little friends who were apparently waiting for me.

I walked up to them, "Waiting for someone?"

"No we're just standing here for fun," the Weasley said sarcastically.

"Oh that's nice, Imma go then," I said and tried walking past them but Harry pulled me back.

"He's just joking, we were waiting for you," Harry said with a slight smile. I forcefully returned the smile back.

"Why were you even waiting for me? It's not like we're close or anything," I asked, trying to get out of Harry's grip.

"Well you did say we can try it out, so we're trying it out today since you're finally not with Malfoy." Harry said as he released my hand.

"Malfoy isn't so bad, why do you guys hate him anyways? But fine, I guess I'll spend some time with you... three," I said as I looked all of them up and down. I didn't like Weasley nor Granger, I only agreed because I didn't want to start off at the wrong foot with my own cousin.

--

We ended up going to the courtyard. I didn't want to but never spoke up as I didn't want to interrupt their lovely conversation about how Malfoy is a bad person. I'm sure they'd jump me if I tried to defend him anyway.

They chose a spot in the courtyard and we all sat down. "So Y/n," Harry started and I looked up.

"Are you and Malfoy dating or something? You two have been awfully close."

"No, he's just..." My voice trailed off and I looked away and immediately spotted Malfoy, who didn't seem to have noticed me yet. "He just likes to tease me, but he's nice, at least to me....sometimes."

"Sometimes?" Granger asked, "What about other times? Is he rude like the idiot he is?"

I swear, one more insult at him I'm going to be so fucking mad.

"No, he's not rude, he just likes to tease me. Teasing isn't being rude." I said, frowning. There was a moment of silence for a bit until Harry spoke again.

"Well Y/n, I still think that you should stay away from Mal-" I didn't let him finish his sentence and started shouting.

"Shut up! I've tolerated all the insults you three said about Malfoy for the past 20 fucking minutes! Can't you tell I don't fucking care and don't want to fucking hear it? And stop shit talking Malfoy, at least he doesn't shit talk you guys behind your backs!"

I was so mad I didn't even realize that Malfoy and everyone else was looking at me. The three in front of me was shocked, probably on how I suddenly outbursted. I got up furiously and walked away.

"Y/n-" I heard a voice say, but I was too angry to identify whose it was and just assumed it was Harry.

"Shut up Potter!" I shouted.

"Y/n!" The same voice shouted and grabbed my wrist and turned me around. My eyes widened to see Malfoy looking at me with concern, releasing my wrist at the same time.

"Malfoy, I-" He put his pointer finger on my mouth, refraining me from speaking.

"Let's go back, hm?" He said as he removed his finger and put his arm around my shoulders. I nodded and he brought me back in after shooting Harry a dirty look.