Emerald Eyes

Chapter 4: Punishment

Harry's POV

I woke up to a scratching sound nearby. I got up and saw Malfoy writing on a piece of paper at his bed. He kept ruffling his hair but then quickly fixing it, it was quite amusing making me laugh. Malfoy turned around realizing that I was awake.

"What are you laughing about Pottah?" He asked, a look of disgust filling his face.

"I'm just amused that I just found out how obsessed you are with your hair." I saw his neck slightly flame up. I grinned at his reaction and got up from my bed, picking out my outfit. I walked out of the bathroom in my outfit.

"Whatcha writing?"

"None of your business." He said with a sneer.

"I think it if we're sharing a room." He looked up at me and glared while I smirked.

"What's so funny?" He asked as I chuckle.

"None of your business." I quoted and he rolled his eyes. "I'm going to breakfast."

"Why should I care?"

"You shouldn't, that's why you're a bitch." Before Malfoy could react, I left the room, closing the door behind me, but I heard the chair scratch the floor and took off in a run when I heard the door slam open and closed.

"COME BACK HERE SCAR HEAD!" He yelled at me, but I continued running to the common room.

"YOU WISH DADDY'S BOY!" I yelled back causing all the heads in the common room to stare at me then at Malfoy who was still chasing me.

"YOU BITCH!" He yelled.

"YOU BASTARD!" I yelled back running out the wall drawing more attention to Malfoy and I as we ran through the halls yelling at each other.

I finally made it to the Great Hall and quickly made my way to the Gryffindor table next to Ron and across from Mione. I saw Malfoy out of the corner of my eye flip me off and sit down at his table.

"What was that about? I could hear you two yelling from a couple corridors down." Ron asked.

"Malfoy's just being the pain in the ass he is!" I said raising my voice so that Malfoy heard, and I could literally hear his eyes roll.

By now everyone had gotten used to Malfoy's and my banter at the Great Hall, so no one cared, not even the teachers.

Draco's POV

"-ain in the ass he is!" I heard Pottah yell from the Gryffindor table. I rolled my eyes and ignored him.

"He's the pain in the ass if either one of us is." I said to Pans and Blay.

"I may hate that bastard, but I'm getting sick of you guys arguing. It's been seven years! Get over it!" Pans stated and I looked at her aghast.

"How could you say that?" I asked.

"You know, you and Pottah are the only two eighth years that haven't made up. Theo and Longbottom are friends, Lovegood has befriended Daphne and Astoria, and even Blay and I have made truces with Granger and Weasley. All of us are waiting for you and Pottah to give up on your silly feud." I looked at Blay to confirm this and he nodded.

"I don't care, I am not letting Pottah win. If I start being nice to him then I'll have to admit that I lost, and I am not willing to do so." Pans rolled her eyes.

"Fine but moving on. Yesterday in my room with Granger, we decided to plan a party for the eighth years. It'll be this Friday at 8:00 p.m. in the Room of Requirement and you are required to be there Dray. If you don't come, then expect all your hair care supplies gone for a month." I gasped in horror.