Y/n's POV
"Draco, what's wrong?" I demand, "Why are you crying?"
He jolts up and gets to his feet, staring at me looking rather surprised. My suspicions are confirmed when I see his eyes are red and puffy around those grey orbs of his, There's a letter in his hand, and tears that he struggles to wipe off his face.
"It's nothing...I'm sorry," He lies to me as if I couldn't tell when he lies or not.
"It isn't nothing, and I'm not leaving until you tell me what it is. What's wrong?"
He sniffs and turns his gaze to the ground instead. But he hands over the parchment in his hand and I take it in mine, he nods down at it.
"Read it. It's from my father."
I stare down at the handwritten letter and read:
Draco,
I am very disappointed. Earlier today I got a letter informing me that you have failed your Transfiguration essay, and one before that notifying your mother and I of your detention. Tell me son, what were you doing that was so much more important than studying for this essay? What were you doing that landed you in detention?
Your behavior is absolutely disgusting and I am disgraced to have to tell people that you are my son.
I order you to do better, to truly try, I do not care if it is difficult for you, you are to figure it out, unless you want to be sent away to Durmstrang, because if you don't pull yourself together then that is what will happen.
Lucius Malfoy.
"Draco...I-I'm so sorry, your father is-"
"Right, I know."
"No, that's not at all what I was gonna say. He's wrong-"
"No! He is right, Y/n, you need to stop choosing my side when you know it isn't the right-" I walk forward and slap him across the face, not too hard, but hard enough to make him stop talking and listen to me.
"Your father is clearly blind to the fact that you are giving it your all, you are smart, no, bloody brilliant! And you deserve to be recognized, you're hard work deserves to be appreciated by your father, he should be proud to have a son as amazing as you, Draco. Do you understand that?!" he nods, slight fear in his eyes. "And seeing as your father doesn't understand, he's a bloody git."
Draco swallows hard, sighs, pulls me into a hug, which surprises me.
"Thank you," he whispers.
"Of course." I whisper back into his shoulder.
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We studied together by the water for a bit, and as dusk drew upon the grounds of Hogwarts, we called it a day and headed back, only as we made it halfway down the trail, a downfall of pouring rain drenched us, so we began to run.
As the icy rain poured down our skin, we entered the castle where we has to run even faster passed Filch. We outran him and luckily made it to the common room in time.
I sigh and catch my breath, my chest cold, when we make it back into the common room.
"Damn," I gasp, "I really need to run more," we laugh together as we pull off our soaked robes, leaving us in our uniforms. Luckily my skirt and button up shirt were still dry enough, only slightly damp.
"Where have you been?!" Someone yells from a couch and approaches us. Astoria Greengrass, fuming, shoots me a dangerous look. "I was looking for you in the library, your dorm room, every classroom, the common room, your cousins dorm, your friends dorm. And why is your hair all wet?" She demands from Draco. The controlling annoyingness in her voice pissed me off. "And what are you doing with her?"
"We were studying by the lake, I was only gone for a bit." he reasons, sounding rather annoyed himself.
"Why with her?"
"We're friends, have been for years, before you came along even." he says, this surprised me, Max and I looked at each other with the same humor filled and interested look.
"wow" she scoffs, "I was looking all over for you and only to find out that you spent all your time with this whore!"
"Excuse you? Watch your mouth, bitch, in what way am I a whore?"
"All those guys who asked you to the Ball, spending all your time with other girls' boyfriends-"
"Oh yeah, I'm a whore because boys here are interested in me. And spending time with my best friend and my brother are also aspects that contribute to my sluttiness." I sarcastically agree with her. She rolls her eyes, speechless. "Seriously, don't call me a whore when you have no real proof to back it up-"
It all happened in the blink of an eye.
Astoria lunged at me and threw her fist across my face. Again and again, not giving me a split second to throw one back. She continued until my knees gave in and I fell to the floor, but even then she continued. I tried to thrash out from under her, to push her off me, but she is surprisingly strong for her size. She's no bigger than I am.
The sounds of people in the common room yelling and screaming, some cheering, all becomes muffled as a high pitched screech fills my ears and I begin to see stars. Along with the stars, I notice a blonde head come over and pull at Astoria, ripping her off me.
The punching stops, and I come back to reality, staggering back to my feet.
"Y/n! Come here, you need help," Mattheo tries to stop me.
"No Matt...I'm f-fine," I try to push him away, I begin to walk toward the stairs, but I realize all the blood oozing from my nose, my lip, my cheekbone. "Oh no..." I whisper, feeling weaker and weaker.
"No, I'm taking you to the Hospital wing." Just as I'm about to fall to the floor, Mattheo scoops me up in his arms bridal style and carries me away, where, I do not know, because after that, everything went black and I don't remember much after.
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yeahh so, I accidentally deleted this chapter way after I finished the whole story, so I had to rewrite it and it's kinda short but this is all I really remember from it sooo, if you're a re-reader and notice anything missing, please tell me so I can fix it, love you <33
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