Unforeseen Bonds || Draco Malfoy

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Nitara's POV

Walking alone, many students hurried to the Quidditch pitch, eager to see the final game.

"Nitara please just hear me out! We need to talk, and I need to explain myself!" Ryder was apparent behind me, as I ignored him and continued walking. "Please baby, I promise you don't have to forgive me, I just want you to hear my side." The nickname caused a lump in my throat to form as I stepped aside to the edge of the corridor—making room for others to walk past me. As I did so, Ryder took his chance and stood facing me, with a sorrowful look in his eye.

"Fine, but be fast I don't want to miss the game..."

A gleam of desperation flashed across his face as he began explaining to me. Throughout his speech, multiple times he looked as if he would hug me and kiss me until he couldn't anymore. He would occasionally have tears brim his eyes, his arm reaching out and touching my shoulder. Even just the apologetic look in his eye made me stay.

"People... Miles and his friends, Cedric too—they've all been talking about you, about us. They say things, Nitara. Cruel things. They say you never really cared for me, that you've already moved on, like I meant nothing. And I know you, Nitara. I know you wouldn't do that, but..." He hesitated, his voice trembling slightly as he looked down, appearing vulnerable. "I really liked you. No, I still do. You were all I thought about, all I cared about. The idea of us not being together... It made me sick. I know I've made mistakes—I'm no saint, I've heard that all my life—but with you, it felt different. You made me feel like I wasn't just some piece of shit, like maybe, just maybe, I was worth something more."

He paused, his eyes scanning my face as if searching for a reaction. "So, when people started coming up to me, saying those awful things, accusing me of using you, of hurting you... it crushed me. I couldn't stand it, Nitara. The idea that people would think I'd ever want to hurt you—it's unbearable. And at that moment, I wasn't thinking straight. Something came over me that day, something desperate..."

He glanced around, lowering his voice as if confessing a terrible secret. "The Weasleys... they were selling these love potions..."

"Ryder." I say stern, tears brimming my eyes.

"Please, baby, just let me finish," he pleaded softly. I closed my mouth, my heart thudding as I kept listening. "When I gave it to you, one of your brother's friends—Draco, I think his name is..." My heart sank as the memories came flooding back. "He found out and beat me bloody, Nitara. I was in the hospital wing for days, feeling like the biggest idiot on earth. I hated myself for what I did, truly. But then, you came to visit me, and that was the best Christmas break I've had since I was a kid. It didn't even matter that I was stuck in that bed—I was with you, even if it was just for a split second."

He took a deep breath, his eyes shining with sincerity. "I know you probably want me to say that I regret slipping you that love potion, and maybe I should. But when I think about those moments we shared, how much I loved you—and still do—I can't bring myself to regret it. Nitara, I will do whatever it takes to win you back. I want to be your boyfriend! Bloody hell, I'd marry you right here if I could!" A small, involuntary laugh escaped my lips, a tear slipping down my cheek.

He smiled softly at that, his voice dropping to a gentle whisper. "But I know I can't. Not yet. So please, take what I've said into consideration. I still love you, so much, and I'd do anything for you. But if you need space, I get it. I just want to ask one favour. Come with me to the game. Please, Nitara. It would mean the world to me." My mouth widened in surprise, but for some reason I obliged, as he walked me down the corridors and to the Quidditch pitch.

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"We won!" I laughed in a sing-song voice, as I skipped through the empty halls. Behind me, Ryder chuckled following closely. I stopped, catching my breath as I turned to face the Ravenclaw. "We won! Slytherin actually won the Quidditch finals!"

"Good job." He smirked, chuckling, as he caught up to me. A toothy grin was apparent on my face, as I recapped the game in my mind. "So, uh... I'll see you at the awards ceremony tonight?" He broke the small silence, staring down at me.

I looked up, meeting his deep brown eyes. "Okay..." With that, he smiled once more before we parted ways. I made my way to the dungeons, only looking back once, to where I caught him as well walking away.

By now, everyone was either changing, sleeping, or hanging out in the common rooms, as the ceremony would take place during dinner. For the Slytherins, we were all going to dress up, and the Quidditch players would wear their jerseys since we won. For the other houses, they would just attend in their usual robes. Many confused thoughts of Ryder filled my mind, but I pushed them to the back of my head, only trying to focus on this monumental victory, and not him.

Walking into the common room, my estimates were right, as the place was pretty much packed. Making my way up to my dorm, both Sylvia and Pansy were apparent inside. "Hey guys..." I said, putting my bag on the floor. "Sylvia, there's some stuff I need to talk to you about. Can we maybe leave or something-"

Before I could even finish, she dismissed me. "Cant. Sorry babes. Me and Blaise are going to do something before dinner, so maybe tomorrow?" Pansy stood in the corner looking amused.

"It's kind of urgent, how about tonight...?" I looked up as the door closed, knowing she probably didn't even hear my last sentence before she left. A sigh escaped my lips as I plopped down on the bed.

"It's not personal you know." Pansy butted in, to the right of me. "She was just busy. Besides, If I were her, I wouldn't want to talk to you either."

"I didn't ask, Parkinson."

"I know." She said in her annoyingly, forced, high pitch voice. "But I thought you would like to know that your 'best friend' is getting tired of you."

"What are you talking about!?" I snapped, looking over at the raven haired girl, as a small smirk plastered her face.

"Sorry to break it to you, but right now all she cares about is her beloved Blaise. Trust me you're not the only one, except I'm her sister, meaning I have to talk to her. She can toss you aside. Just like Cedric did." The last words, Pansy said with a sneer. "Anyway, tootles!" With that, she left the room, leaving me sitting stunned in my bed.

My mouth was left open in shock, but I wasn't able to form any validating thoughts.

Uh, what just happened?

[A/N] Heyy pookies!! Sorry it's been a while since I posted, school just started back up. Anyway, I hope this day/night has been good for you guys, and I also hope you enjoyed that chapter!! Once again, lots of love, and I'll see you guys in the next one!! <33