Veiled Alliances - A Draco Malfoy Love Story

𝟏𝟎 - 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐫

i now introduce,

𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐫

⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺

The first week of classes sucked. I was already drowning. Unlike Harry, who seemed to excel effortlessly, I struggled to keep up with the workload. Walking with Draco, I scanned the crowd, searching for the twins.

"Remind me why we're hunting down your daft brother's friends," Draco sighed, his annoyance evident as he swirled his tongue in his cheek.

"They're my friends too," I shot him a look, reminding him of the obvious. "And they asked me to bring them an ageing potion from Hogsmeade."

"An ageing potion?" Draco's interest piqued, his beautiful grey eyes sparking with curiosity. "Last night when you were with me, Enzo, and Pansy at Hogsmeade?"

"Yeah, so they can enter their names into the Goblet of Fire or something," I explained.

"Dimwits," Draco mumbled, and I couldn't help but laugh, acknowledging the sheer audacity of their plan.

Spotting the twins, I waved them over as they hurried towards us. "You have it?" they practically jumped with excitement.

"Yes, I have it," I laughed, retrieving the potion from my book bag and handing it to Fred. Just then, Harry appeared behind the twins, accompanied by Ron and Hermione.

"Aurelia, you didn't tell me we were meeting with your fucking brother too," Draco groaned.

"We weren't," I replied, sensing tension brewing as Hermione, Ron, and Harry shot disapproving glances at Draco.

"What's this about you and Cedric dating?" Harry's question caught me off guard.

"We aren't dating, we just went on one date and we've been hanging out," I snapped back defensively. "Not like it's any of your bloody business."

"He's a lot older than you, Ellie," Harry interjected, his voice taking on a protective tone as he glanced at me with concern, and this really pisses me off because he's ignored me for three years, so why can't he just keep up that act?

"Shut up," I said, feeling embarrassed and irritated. "He's not that much older. And he's actually alright. You're not even giving him a chance," I raised my voice slightly, frustration bubbling to the surface.

"Why does everything have to be a bloody fight with you?" Harry's voice was exasperated, his concern palpable.

"I'm not trying to fight, you're just making me mad!" I retorted, my emotions getting the better of me.

"What's new? I'm just trying to look out for you," Harry said, frustration evident in his tone. "I'm telling you, you're letting your heart lead the way, not your head, like you always do. And I don't want to have to pick up the pieces if you get hurt," he added, his voice filled with concern that I didn't understand.

I could feel tears welling up in my eyes, not because I was sad, but because I was furious. My words caught in my throat as I struggled to respond. "Fucking hell, she said leave it, Potter," Draco interjected sharply, coming to my defense.

"Look, can we have a private chat?" Harry pressed.

"No, we can't," I sniff, "I have to meet up with Cedric, I'll see you later," I declared, feeling too angry to engage in further discussion. "And Fred, George, don't use that ageing potion until I'm there," I added, my back turned to them as I stormed off. I could hear Harry calling after me, but I was too mad to listen.