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Draco Malfoy

I woke up with a gasp. The darkness of my dorm room was like a void, caging me in like an animal. It felt like I was suffocating, my lungs constricting with not enough oxygen. I clawed at my throat, the fear of my nightmare coursing through my veins. This fear, this anxiety has been a constant battle I have been dealing with since the war. It's only been a few months, and all my physical wounds have healed, but it still haunts me in my dreams.

I struggled with my comforter, my limbs flailing, as I tried to wrangle myself out of bed. Once succeeding, I grabbed my wand, not worried about my cloak, and rushed out of the claustrophobic dorm room.

Since the war happened in our seventh year, we never got to graduate. So they let us have a few month of reprieve to heal and now we have to start the whole year over again, must to my dismay. All I want to do is get out of this godforsaken castle for good. There are too many memories that haunt me here.

I step through the portrait, and walk down the hall of the castle. The cold tile on my bare feet was welcome, due to the cold sweat dripping down my forehead and neck. I didn't know where I was going, but I needed to get as far away from my nightmare as I can get.

My bare feet led me up flights, and flights of stairs until I realized I was in the astronomy tower. The fresh air from the balcony blew through my ruffled hair and dried the sweat off my forehead, and in the first time in hours, I felt like I could breathe again.

Letting out a deep breathe, I walked over to the railing and leaned over the edge, taking in the view. Yes, the views of Hogwarts were breathtaking, but all I wish for is to be home, away from this place.

My thoughts were ripped away from home when someone cleared their throat from behind me. I whipped my wand out and instinctively sent a defensive spell their way. They dodged the attack and sent another spell my way. I managed to reflect it with a spell of my own and was able to yell, "Who are you? Show yourself!"

At my voice, no more spells were thrown and we were enveloped in silence.

"Athena Bradford?" A familiar voice finally said. My heart dropped and I immediately turned towards the railing.

"Malfoy. What are you doing here?" There was rustling behind me and Draco scoffed. "That's none of your business Bradford."

I rolled my eyes and rubbed my bare arms from the chill. "Okay, then leave me alone." I grumbled. That last thing I wanted to deal with was Draco Malfoy. The biggest bully of Hogwarts. We have never gotten along in our years of school, and that was not about to change.

"Technically, I was here first." He said a matter of factly. Rage started to bubble in my gut but I tried to repress it. Taking a deep breathe, I turned around to face him, only to find that he was only a few feet behind me.

His blonde hair seemed almost white in the moonlight. He towered over me by almost a foot, with his lanky, but slightly muscled figure. He was wearing green and black pajama pants and a plan black t-shirt that fit his muscled torso nicely. He stared me down with a haunted gaze.

It seems as though I wasn't the only one who came up here to get away from a nightmare. But I couldn't care less.

"You don't own this place, Malfoy. Can you please not be a conceited prick for once and leave me alone?" I almost begged the Slytherin, which got a scoff out of him.

Draco stepped closer to me with his head tilted slightly. "You know, you can be just as conceited as I can be, Blackford." I gaped up at him in anger at his comment. How dare he?

"Excuse me? I'm not the one who walks around the school like I own the place and bully anyone who I think is below me." I hiss at him, stepping into his personal space.