EVERY WORD DRACO SPOKE WAS punctuated with a blow. Ophelia could see Draco lift Theo up by his collar and slam him to the wall before pummeling him mercilessly without a second thought.
"YOU SWORE—" Draco roared, aiming his fist straight into Theo's face, and a sickening crunch was heard after, accompanied by a groan of pain from Theo and a trickle of blood dripping down Theo's lips. "HOW DARE YOU?!"
Theo didn't fight back.
Not until the fifth punch.
It was when Ophelia had reached for Draco's shoulders with both hands, to pull him back, but Draco had shoved her away with his left hand, ignoring her presence.
That was when Theo had lost control and used all his strength to throw his fist straight into Draco's jaw.
"Stop it!" The blonde yelled, trying to get closer to them to separate her. But both boys just pushed her away when she got close. "Draco! Stop it! You're hurting him!"
At that moment, Theo dealt a harsh punch that sent Draco hurling backwards, straight into the wall.
"Just— fucking— listen—" Theo was trying to get Draco to calm down so he could explain, but it seemed like Draco would have none of it. Ophelia noticed Theo's shirt clinging to him tightly, like he was sweating a lot, but he didn't seem to care.
Draco did not so much as bat an eyelash. He didn't even acknowledge the pain. Instead, he went straight for Theo once more. "YOU BASTARD! SHE'S NOT ONE OF YOUR TOYS—"
"Draco! Would you just hear me out?" Theo grunted, a harsh sound of pain escaping his lips. "Fuck—"
All Ophelia could hear was Theo's grunts as he fought back, trying to hurt Draco enough to get him to stop attacking him.
In all her days, Ophelia had never seen Draco like this. Sure, she had known he got into fights, and he had a short temper, but she had never seen him like this. She had never seen his anger in the flesh. And especially with the anger directed at Theo, his best friend... They had always been so close.
Ever since she could remember, Theo and Draco had been best friends.
"YOU'VE BEEN SCREWING MY SISTER BEHIND MY BACK! SHE'S NOT YOURS TO FUCKING MESS AROUND WITH—" Draco bellowed.
"I'M NOT JUST FUCKING AROUND!" Theo finally yelled, interrupting Draco. "I'M IN LOVE WITH HER!"
There was suddenly pin drop silence.
It was the deathly kind of silence, the silence that one hears at a graveyard, or when something awful has happened and everyone is too shocked to react.
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