Malfoy | Draco Malfoy [Book1](Unedited!)

8

Athena Jones

I arrived at the library and took a seat putting the red cloak he gave me yesterday beside me, I anxiously glance at the clock. Malfoy was supposed to meet me here half an hour ago, and his absence only fueled my unease.

I swear if it wasn’t for the project work I didn’t want to see his face, not after what he said last night.

Ten more minutes pass and I’m growing increasingly irritated, tapping my fingers impatiently on the desk, glancing at the clock yet again.

Where the hell was he? It was already 7:35pm, and he was still nowhere to be seen.

Was he playing games again? Or did he genuinely forgotten about it? Should I leave and forget about the project?

Maybe he stood me up on purpose didn’t he?

That thought made the anger inside me rise. It was one thing to show up late, but if he had intentionally stood me up on that project…

I was going to put my books away when I noticed Malfoy and Astoria in the far back of the library.

When did he arrive?

She appeared to be crying, and he appeared to be about to erupt from range as they were conversing more like they were bickering. Before I moved my head to return to my books and stop staring at them, his eyes almost caught mine.

Please tell me he didn’t see me.

I looked away quickly, not wanting him to know that I was watching. They were both so caught up in their little argument that they failed to notice my presence.

I tried to concentrate on my books, but my mind kept wandering back to them. I caught myself stealing glances in their direction, watching as they argued. I knew I probably shouldn't have been spying on their conversation, but I couldn't help but wonder what the hell they were fighting about.

Could it be that things aren’t going well between them? I mean they never are, it’d always on and off between them from what I’ve heard.

Astoria’s tears were slowly turning into silent sobs as she tried to explain something that clearly was annoying him. He didn’t say anything in reply, his lips just curved into a grim, disgusted line.

I was almost caught by Malfoy again, now I miss my long hairs, at least it helped me hide my face a bit.

Astoria finally gave up and stormed out of the library.

There was a long moment of silence, only broken by a low mumbling and a slam of the door.

After a few seconds of silence, Malfoy’s footsteps approached my side of the library.

I quickly buried my face in my book, pretending to read but secretly watched him from the corner of my eye.

He sits beside me, clearing his throat, as I said, “You’re late,”

A dry chuckled escaped from him, "Astoria held me up," He replied, his voice lacking his usual arrogance. "I'm sure you must have known that, considering you were spying on me,"