8. Weed

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I grazed my fingers threw my golden locks in confusion, the letters on the page in-front of me seemed to switch and change every time I read them.

The great hall had now been converted into a study theatre in the weeks leading up to our OWL's, I peer up and see Pansy looking just as confused as I was, I let out a small giggle and immediately realised my mistake when a tall, dark haired teacher flicked his head to glare at me, Snape.

"Bianco, no talking!" Snape announced and many people glared at me. "He's making more of a fucking disruption then we are." Theo whispered in my ear.

Theo had looped us in on the mission update that morning and the reason why Snape was away, one of the death eaters, my godmother, Bellatrix Lestrange received information on the where about's of the order.

A meeting will be held at the end of the week to discuss our response and strategies as to how we will indefinitely take down the so called 'rebellion'.

In the meantime my parents had tasked me with keeping an extra close eye on potter and his little friends, if there was any chance my family could provide extra information to the lord my father would most certainly take it.

I was quickly disrupted from my thoughts when a cold hand was placed on my thigh, goosebumps plastered my body, not the good kind.

"You're looking gorgeous today, love." A raspy voice spoke from beside me, my entire body tensed at the thought of him.

God does this boy ever give up?

"Piss off Marcus." I whisper and his grip on my thigh tightens, I swiftly inhale and kick Theo who was at on the other side of me.

"What's your prob- ." Theo cut himself off after noticing Marcus's hand. He quickly glanced up and located professor Snape who was on the other side of the room.

"Fuck of Flint." Theo whisper yells and Marcus smiles, "Why so hostile?" The left side of Theo's face twitched slightly and I knew he was fighting the urge to bury this fucker.

"Not here Theo." I whisper and his eyes glaze back over as if he had come back to reality.

"Get your things we are leaving." Theo announces and we both move to grab our things, I hold my book close to my chest as we make our way down the great hall and towards the door.

Snape stood in the doorway giving us a confused glance as we approached, we weren't aloud to leave until the bell signalling the end of classes for that day, Theo marched up to him muttering something before Snape moved to the side to let us both out.

"What did you tell him?" I questioned as we walked down the halls in the direction of our much beloved common room.

"Nothing really, just something along the lines of 'we have business we need to attend to' and he let us go." Theo chuckles and I give him a confused glance, "that's all you said, Snape must have a soft spot for you." Theo sends a trying glance my way and we both laugh.

Theo pushes open the door to his dorm and we both walk in, I dump my things on Draco's bed along with myself, I lay back sprawled across his duvet. "What is his obsession with me?" I ask hopelessly, the brunette boy chuckles, "sweetheart, look around, you've got most of the boys in this school wrapped around your finger". I huff, "that's not a good thing Theo." I admit starring at the ceiling, "maybe not for you." He replied.

Theo walked over, his heavy steps getting closer and closer, he lifted up my hand and placed a blunt between my fingers, "how generous." I tease, "finish it before the boys turn up or they'll have my head." He replies and I give him a nod before digging through my pockets for a lighter, I removed the shiny silver device from the fabric of my robe and grazed my finger over the top causing a flame to erupt, I lit the weed cigarette and placed it in between my lips, taking a deep breath I lay back down and waited for the euphoric surd of pleasure that this stupid stick of grass gave me.

Many moments passed before life seemed to feel like a fever dream, I'm honestly surprised I hadn't built up a tolerance to these things yet.

The door to the room was pushed open, Pansy and the boys walked in, I let out a sigh of defeat as Blazie gave me a stern look.

"Leave her alone Blaiz." Pansy nudges him as she walks passed, he rolls his eyes in response. "And I suppose you think it's fine that she poisons her body?" He asks and Pansy huffs, "look around, who doesn't?"

Draco sat on the bed next to me, I sat up facing the rest of the group. "I'm going to kill that son of a bitch." Theo comments, I give him a sympathetic glance, "it's fine Theo, really." I reply and he just rolls his eyes.

Draco takes the cigarette from my lips and places it between his, the blonde boys sharp jawline tenses as he inhales.

What am I doing?

I turn back towards the group, Theo was laying in between Pansy's legs and Blasie was sat in the arm chair opposite me and Draco.

"Do you always smoke so much." The voice that was becoming all too familiar spoke inside my head again, I don't turn to face him, "does it matter?" I reply and he smirks, "it's not good for you love." "Says the boy with weed in between his lips." We both turn to face each other, "I don't smoke daily Lilly." He retorts and I snicker, "neither do I." "Bullshit." He replies and our silent conversation was quickly interrupted.

"Do you two always just stare at each other?" Pansy questions and I flick my head to face her.

Neither of us answer the question, I get up leaving my books on Draco's bed and head for the door, "I'll be back later".

"Going to get laid?" The voice comes again, "why, jealous?" I retort as I exit the room, footsteps race behind me to catch up.

"Don't walk away from me love." He says falling into step with me, "why would I bruise your fragile ego?, not every girl is in love with you Draco." I state and I hear him chuckle.

We don't talk as our legs carry us further and further.

"Stop Lilly, seriously." He pauses before continuing, "for fuck sake I said stop!"

"Woah Mr muscles, don't get all big boy on me now." I tease and I swear I saw his face twitch.

Kind of concerning.

"Ah miss Bianco and Mr Malfoy, perhaps you could assist me in moving a few things?" A voice stops us in our tracks.

I exhale closing my eyes in acceptance as Draco turns around to greet the woman.

"Of corse professor McGonagall." He replies as I turn around.

I pause in that moment remembering that I was now extremely high, more than usual as I had been smoking on an empty stomach.

Draco wraps his arm around me waking me from my thoughts as we began to follow the witch.

"You see a new defence against the dark arts teacher is starting today, I figured you two had better help her unless there was something else you'd rather be doing?" She asked turning to look at us as we arrived in the great hall.

I glanced at Draco who was clearly off in his own world, "ah, no miss we'll be glad to help." I answered much to her gratitude she pointed us in the direction of the boxes and let us go.

Draco and I spit the boxes equally, my vision was impaired as I made my way down the halls, the boxes stacked higher than my face.

We make small talk, sometimes teasing each other as we made our way through the halls, finally we reached the familiar doors of our class room.

Draco pushed open the doors with his back and we both made our way inside.

"Goodness took you long enough, place my things just there and try not to break anything." I high pitched voice rang out from in-front of me.

I placed the boxes where she had requested and turned to face the woman whom Draco was already staring at, I was met with a stubby woman completely dressed in pink.

Dolores Umbridge.

"Well Shit." Draco mumbles in my ear.

"Shit indeed."

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