The Lullaby of Fear | Draco Malfoy

Chapter Five

When we got back to the party, only green lights were on, creating a darker atmosphere that anyone would know from a glance that this coming from the house of Slytherin.

Loud music pierced my eardrums, more than before. People were more intoxicated while I felt as if I have not had a single drink. I looked around and spotted Imogen from the corner of my eye, she was with other people from our year, gulping down a shot. I, in fact, did not spot Daphne, which made me curious.

When I turned around to see if Malfoy was still behind me, I faced another person, Blaise Zabini. Very tall, dark skinned, handsome young man, he looks at me with a slightly confused expression, "Why so flushed, Lia?" He says over the music.

He has always been nice to me, or to anyone I know, as long as he is on his own. With his friends, he changes, and that would be the one thing that I do not fancy about him. That did not keep me from having a crush on him on third year.

"I- I don't know.. Maybe the drinks I had," I reply, feeling my cheeks even more coloured.

"He did it, didn't he?" Blaise then says, making me frown. Something in me knew the look on his face was not a good one.

I gulped, "Who did what?" I ask, loudly enough so he can hear me through the loud music and chatter.

Blaise looks at his left, I feel my breath rising while following his gaze, spotting Malfoy at a corner, with his cronies. Laughing. They are laughing at something, or better, at someone. I knew that look on their faces.

My stomach was on the floor as I feel Blaise's eyes on me again, "They made a bet when you came in. I hate snitching, but you should know it," He looks like he pities me, I am grateful he has told me about it, but there is something about pity that has always annoyed me.

I should have known Malfoy was behind something like this—why on Merlin's beard would he want to kiss me? He hates my guts, as I hate him. However, I felt this repulsive attraction towards our hatred for each other.

"Obviously," I give him a tight-lipped smile, squeezing my eyes shut, "I should've known better- You know what? Never mind, I think I'll go-"

"Well, I think you should do something," Blaise then cuts me off, making me raise my brows in surprise at this reply.

He smiles down at me, I look at his eyes deeply, then back at the three to see that they were all looking at us, then back at him, "Really?" I ask, completely caught off guard. Blaise nods, making me smile, genuinely.

I chuckle, grabbing Blaise's hand with my heart on my throat, I lock our fingers together. His smirk deepens while I pull him away as I walk backwards.

Turning around, I see Malfoy, Goyle, and Crabbe's astonished looks. Goyle and Crabbe seem so surprised that their eyes can bulge out of their heads, Malfoy, on the other hand, looks so mad that he could jump over all people just so he could say something — but, he did not.

I was smiling so hard I did not realise where I was going. When I realized, we were now out of the sight of anyone, and into the girls' dormitories' hall.

As if something had scared me to death, I widen my eyes, unlocking our hands, and turning around at Blaise, who was obviously still there.

"Sorry, I-"

"We're not going to kiss or anything, Lia, it's okay," Blaise chuckles, "But Malfoy doesn't need to know that."

I laugh under my breath, feeling my cheeks burn as I look down at my feet, "Malfoy doesn't need to know that," I repeat.

"Exactly," He nods, then explains, "Don't feel bad, he has done that to multiple girls, it's their biggest source of humour in parties."

"Then, why tell me?" I ask, still feeling a bit lost and hurt.