Untouched Draco x reader

Shoot your shot.

"Oh yeah?", Draco slowly says, " Like sitting in the common room, drinking coffee that you conjured up without the use of your wand and writing useless letters that never even sees the daylight." He breathes hard after his outlash.

I take a step back, breathing in a big gulp of oxygen filled with his cologne but it doesn't fase me. Not this time. "You know I knew, I knew you'd take a shot at me with your cruel words. And the letters," I yank the letter out of my robes and hold it up to his face. It lights on fire, without me uttering a word, and starts to burn in my hand. I continue ," Is as useless and meaningless as my hopes for you to be a person not born with pure spite", I lash at him and throw the crumbling parchment to the ground. I don't wait for his reaction, I walk away before another word can fall out of him mouth.

My heels click harsh on the tiles and stomp ruthlessly against the stairs as I make my way toward my room. I reach my room and slam the door shut. No one's here. A sigh of relief escapes my lips. Now that I'm fully alone I can crumble into a million little pieces. I feel like a window he shot with a bullet, and shattered to the ground into pieces. Every piece slicing my hands as I try to pick them up.

Tears break free from my eyes, slides down my cheek and splats on to the wood floorboards. Tears out of spite. I knew who he was. I was so fucking foolish to even believe for a moment that he was more than darkness.

I break.
I shatter.
I cry.
I rage.
I hate how this boy can break me.
I bleed out of a wound that I should have seen coming from a long way away.

I skip dinner. I don't even leave my room, but as time ticks by I start to pull myself together so that no one can see me. The rest of the girls will start piling in by now so I make haste towards the bathroom to wash away my tear stained face. I decide to take a shower to wash away the event that happened today. I burts into silent cries in the shower and stay in the hot water burning my skin red. When I'm finished showering I look at my reflection. I wince. My blue eyes turned grey out of pain maybe or betrayal, are rimmed red at the edges.

I already hear voices from the common room as people return from dinner. I walk out the bathroom, drying my hair, trying to look casual. The common room is filled with students.I almost make my escape. Almost.

A boy comes over to me, blonde curls jumping as he approaches me.

"Hello, can I ask you something?", the boy politely asks.

I look up at him, batting my eyes to hide the distant memory of their tears. "Sure." I smile.

Out of the corner of my eyes I see Draco. Despite myself I see him, staring at me. There's something different in his expression. The same expression he wore earlier when that guy asked me out. He seems on edge and anxious. It's written behind a cocky expression but I picked up how to read him from our encounters.