You Are Not Who I Thought You Were

-Chapter 9-

Draco Malfoy

I pull out a black box from within my robes. With a flick and swish from my wand, the box and all the contents within the package enlarge. I look up to see Mrytle and Potter eyeing the box with curiosity. Potter sets down his sketchbook after a second. "Well, Are you ready Myrtle?" I play with the wrapping of the package. she nods fiercely. I peel back the wrapping and open the book as Myrtle comes closer. I shut it quickly before she could see what it was.

"Stop it, Draco! Show me what it is!"Before floating higher up to the ceiling, she whined. I chuckle. "Okay, Mrytle"I smile and say, "Everything in this box is made for ghosts, so you can touch and use it without any side effects." Her eyes light up and Potter eyes the box with immense curiosity. Myrtle waves Potter over. Potter seems to be unsure or indecisive about something. He looks at me, but I do not object. So he walks over and stands next to Myrtle.

I open the box as Myrtle leans closer, revealing its contents. Her head snaps towards me as she gasps. Potter, wanting to see what the fuss was about, no doubt, peeked into the box and smiled. I ignored the sensation that Potter gave me when he smiled, I shifted my focus entirely to Myrtle. I see that phantom tears are running down her transparent cheeks, as they drip off her chin they fade away before they can hit a surface. "I remember you saying how you missed the taste of food, so I got you a box that refills itself of food when it gets low on its contents" I faintly smile at her as She hesitates for a moment before reaching into the box. and pulls out i piece of chocolate, she grins nervously and pops it into her mouth. Her face splits into a huge smile as if she was a little girl waking up on Christmas morning.

"It's way better than I remember" She wails as she feels overwhelming emotions flow through her. I smile happily at her as she twirls in a circle. I look at the clock, then realize that we have Transfiguration in roughly around 5 minutes. I smile apologetically at Myrtle as I tell her it's almost class time and that I have to get my stuff together. She rushes out of the room with the box cradled in her arms.

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Potter and I enter the classroom together as I smile at Professor McGonagall. I head for the farthest seat from the door and closest to the window. I see Potter heading in the same reaction. Me and Potter lock eyes and it's at that moment when I realize he wants to steal my seat, again. First my tree? Now this? Are you kidding me!?

I scoff at him agitatedly. Determined to get to the seat first, I quickened my pace. I gaze at him once more and I notice him follow my movements. I turn my head to make sure Professor McGonagall isn't paying attention to me. Once I confirmed that she wasn't looking my way I bolted to the seat and plopped down, but not before I flipped Potter the bird. Hahaha, suck on that Potter! I grinned smugly at Potter's way and stuck my tongue out at him. He scoffs and does it back before backing away from me and sitting in the back out of my view.

Slowly students start to file into the room, I notice the Weasel and Granger walk towards Potter and take a seat on both sides of him. I look at the door once more and notice Pansy and Theo heading in my direction. Once Pansy makes eye contact with me she makes the most disgusting attempt of a seductive smile. Theo's grin falters as he takes that sight in, feeling slightly overprotective of Theo I open my mouth to say something.

"Pansy, are you constipated?" I ask with a forged look of concern. "You don't look so well, maybe you should go see Madam Pomfrey" I suggest sarcastically. She pouts at me but I just look the other way, making eye contact with Theo. I smile reassuringly at him, trying to convey the fact that I don't fancy her.

I hear a snicker from behind me, I turn around and make eye contact with Potter. His eyes widen and he bites his lip and looks down at his paper. I feel my face heat up and feel a shiver travel up my spine as if someone is trailing their fingers up until they reach my neck. I look away quickly as I feel my ears burn up from a faint blush. As Theo looks at me he raises his eyebrow and smirks knowingly. why is he looking at me like that? Did he see that slight blush...? I hope not! It was only a normal reaction a reasonable person would have if someone bit their lip. As I have that thought my head trails to Pansy biting her lip and then I shiver once more, but not from delight but from disgust. Only Potter looks beautiful doing such sinister things, no one else. I nod to myself but then rapidly start to shake my head. NO! Potter is not beautiful, especially when he bites his lips like that. I shout and reprimand myself in my thoughts. Ugh, I can't even lie to myself and believe it. Merlin, he is the most beautiful man to have ever walked this earth. Why can't he be mine?

I hear a sound that suspiciously sounds like laughter, I whip my head towards Theo and he tries to play it off as a cough. I glare at him and he looks back at me innocently.

"What?" he tilts his head and smirks. "Why are you annoying?" I say feeling agitated after all the rapid thoughts that took place in one minute.

"Why were you blushing at Potter?" His smirk widens and my hands fly to his mouth to shut him up as my face flared up. "Shut up" I stutter "I was not blushing at him"

He nods overly dramatically "Yes, of course. You must have been blushing at Granger" I look at Theo disgusted "I think not!" I smack his shoulder a little harder than necessary. "Was it the weasel then?" I bang my head against my hands "NO! I would never!"

He grins. "So it was Potter" I whine "It was not!" I lie.

"Sure, then look at him for a minute" I look at him suspiciously but then decide 'Why not'. So I turn my head and look at Potter and notice his hair keeps falling in front of his eyes, making him frequently push it behind his ear.

Theo grasps my shoulder "You see his slim fingers wrapped around his quill?" I nod at him and he takes that as a queue to keep going. "Imagine those fingers touching you stroking you. And his lips and tongue work their way up your cock as his fingers work their way into you. Think of you tugging his-"

I squeal as Theo starts to say all that and I feel something in my lower regions come to life. My face burns a bright red on my pale skin. Potter looked up at me as he heard that squeal. I quickly turn around, but I turn around too late, seeing as Potter sees blotches of red all over my face.

Theo looks at me and grins "Are you still sure it wasn't Potter you were blushing at" I groan once more and bang my head on the table, causing a few people around us to jump. "You are evil" I mumble defeatedly to Theo.

A/n

Okay, I hope you liked this chapter! This was the beginning of them realizing their feelings for each other.

When I was writing all the stuff that Theo was saying I just wanted to curl up in a ball and cry tears of agony.

Anyways! Question of the day

Would you rather drink water for the rest of your life, or drink whatever drink you want with 3 drops of pee in it for a month?

I would drink whatever I want with 3 drops of pee in it for a month. I HATE water.

Have a good day and HAPPY LATE HALLOWEEN!

-JaTo