Forgotten Past (Harry Potter variousXfem!reader)

Ch 20- Curse

I just stared at him wide eyed. No way he could mean that. It was love...like how I love Hermione, Harry, Ron and all my other friends. 

Not hearing a response after a while, he opened his eyes and continued,

"Like your other friends...I love you a lot and I care for you...Please talk to any one of us if something's bothering you.."

"I'm sorry..."

"Don't have to say it if you dont mean it..." Despite being hurt, he just smiled and got up. As he was about to leave, I held his wrist..Maybe on instinct...Yeah, definitely instinct. I hesitantly left it, and he left the room.

The whole day, he occasionally came and gave me medicine. I was burning up basically and that's why I felt weak. Although, I have a gut feeling that that's not the only reason.

"Y/n! Are you ok? And how come you were in Malfoy's room?!" Hermione questioned worried. "I was sick...I am sick..Though I do feel much better. I have to thank him.." I answered leaning against her shoulder. We were sitting in front of the triwizard cup, with people putting their names in. 

"Thank...malfoy..?." She asked, making a face. The face. I understand, the trio and him don't have the best relationship. I answered smiling, "Yeah...after all he cares about me..."

After a while of just waiting, I said,

"I wanna go to my room...I feel like crying...." Hermione didn't answer immediately. Instead, she closed her book and put her arm around me.

"Hm..?.Because of malfoy?"

"NOO! Me and you will never cry because of boys." I said winking. She giggled and nodded in agreement. 

"Answer my question atleast -_-"

"Uhh, I have intense mood swings during my periods...Like intense."

Our conservation continued with Hermione explaining in detail about how periods come. Like detail. I would not tell her that I could understand most of it, so I just said yes to everything she said. Like you tell me, do you the meaning of these words? Dysmenorrhea, Oligomenorrhea, Amenorrhea, and more whose names I dont even remember now. 

Soon, Fred and George came. They wanted to trick Dumbledore's age line. 

"Go on a date with me if this works?" Fred asked, and I just laughed. He flirted with every girl. Hermione urged me to accept, having so much faith in Dumbledore's age like working. I agreed. Unfortunately, it didn't work. Like, at all. It just backfired. And there I was, comforting two boys two whole years older then me because they decided to act like one year olds. 

Right after, Viktor Krum walked in, with some others hyping him up. As he was putting his name in the cup, he gave a look to Hermione as I eyed him suspiciously. I nudged at her. Being Hermione, she realized what I was about to ask, and just opened her book, pretending to be busy. 

The next day arrived soon enough. All of us sat in the great hall, waiting for Dumbledore to commence the choosing ceremony. I was sitting next to Harry, with Hermione and Ron behind us. 

"The Drumstrang champion is..Viktor Krum!!" Cheers erupted throughout the room. My gut feeling was telling me somthing was about to go wrong. I don't know how. But just a bad feeling...