MUDBLOOD ➼ Draco Malfoy

6

I snapped out of my daze quickly at the sudden sound of my teacher dismissing the class. I blushed slightly tearing my eyes away from the blonde. I hope no one had noticed my staring, even though I tried making it as subtle as possible. As I made my way to our room of shame, I could feel Draco trailing behind me heading to the same place. I could tell that he was trying to leave a distance between us. Good.

We entered the room quietly, not one word was exchanged.

The room was quite dark this time, with only a couple of candles to light it. They were hovering together in one spot. I had to strain my eyes a bit to see the desks.

I took my bag off of my aching shoulder and laid it against the chair I've chosen to sit at, Draco sat in the desk in front of me, a little to the left. His expression? Emotionless. Honestly, it's been emotionless all day. It's very unlike him.

I take in a deep breath, and let it out slowly. I'm now ready for the pain and torture I'm required to endure. I swear, if Draco says a word to me about Alex Dumbledore will have to expel me for violence.

"'Ello, what we got 'ere?" I heard a voice boom in a funny accent. The large figure stepped into the glowing light so we could see him better. The man had a beard, and he was ten times my size. Hagrid.

"Professor Dumbledore wanted me to keep an eye on ye, to make sure ye don't get in any more trouble." The man chuckled, and I could see Draco rolling his eyes from here.

"So, what'd ye get in 'ere for?" Hagrid asked, exchanging looks from Draco to me.

We both stayed silent as Hagrid awkwardly waited for a reply from one of us, but neither of us answered. I played with my hands acting as if Draco would answer the question for me.

"Well, yer not gon' tell me?" Hagrid asked, looking between both of us. Once again, we didn't speak. "Alright then."

"Why is it so dark in here?" Draco asked rudely, looking him in the eyes

"Oh! Eh- Somethin' happened to the candles in 'ere, they aren't respondin' an' well I don't see a use in fixin' the rest of em. We'll be fine." Hagrid gave us a heartwarming smile, Draco just groaned and dropped his head on his desk. It was going to be a long night.

"I wouldn' expect Miss Vicky 'ere to be in trouble. What'd ye do?"

Why does he want to know so badly?
"I um. I skipped class before the day was over." I replied, I wasn't going to ignore an individual question. It'd be too rude. Besides, Hagrid is a nice guy, just a bit annoying sometimes.

"I see. Dumbledore was never too happy about students skippin' class." He chuckled.

I would've never known.

Hagrid tried to spark a conversation with us multiple times, but neither of us gave entire replies, we would only give half answers, or even one word. Usually the type of answer that would stop a conversation.

I'm bored to death, I wish I wasn't here at all. I want to be in my own space, alone in my room. I could be reading a book right about now. The book could take me away, and allow me to be someone, somewhere else. My dream.

An unfamiliar mans voice interrupted my thoughts. I snapped out of my bored, useless haze.

"Professor Dumbledore needs to see you Hagrid, immediately." The man looked incredibly short compared to Hagrid, it was quite funny.

Hagrid flashed a slightly worried expression on his face "Wos' wrong?" he asked the man.

"Doesn't matter. He wouldn't tell me anyway, just go." Hagrid rambled out of the room, still wearing the same confused, worried expression.

"You kids stay here." The man warned us before leaving the room.

I stared out the door "Wonder what the big deal was?" muttered aloud. I was a little glad he left, so we don't have to deal with the awkwardness. But at the same time I do wish he was here, because I've been left alone again with Draco.

"Probably something dumb." Draco muttered looking out the door as well.

"Someone could have gotten hurt?" There's many possiblites.

"Why would he need to be there of someone got hurt?" he rebelled.

"I don't know I'm just wondering... Geez." I sighed and put my head in my hands. He doesn't have to be sassy all of the time.

Draco and I became silent again. Nothing but our own thoughts entertained us. Now and then, I would find myself accidentally staring at the blonde like I occasionally do. He caught me a few times, it's embarrassing. I hate when I do it. It's just, when I think about something in particular, my eyes go directly to the thing I'm thinking about. It's a terrible thing to have.

"So," Draco suddenly spoke, after all that time.

"So." I repeated, staring at my desk.

"Are you sure Percic and you aren't over?" he looked over at me, expecting an answer.

Oh no, not this. I knew he would bring it up eventually. All day I kept thinking he was going to embarrass me for it at some time, apparently that's now. But, I expected it to be in front of a crowd.

"Didn't I tell you already?" I snapped. I don't know why I need to explain it to him. I'm sick of it.

"Calm down alright, I was just asking. Cause it seems like you two are over with, if you ask me."

"I haven't talked to him since your little fight. He said he needed a break from me, but we are still dating." I answered him, so he can hopefully stop.

"A break huh? I think you mean a break up."

"No! I told you were not 'broken up.'"

"If he cared about you he wouldn't treat you like that. He'd be comforting you in some... dumb sappy way." He struggled with his words.

"Why do you care about our relationship anyway? I thought you had nothing to do with me."

Draco rolled his eyes "I don't. I'm just saying, He shouldn't have abandoned you."

"Wow thanks for the relationship advice." I said in a flat tone. Like he has the right to say what's best for me, he makes me feel awful.

Draco pushed his hair back and clenched his jaw. "I don't even know why I'm trying to- Merlin. never mind."

I don't want to admit it but, Draco's right. he should be comforting me in this time, I'm so stressed and tired of everything, all I need is a shoulder to lay on. And the only 'shoulder' I have, thinks it's too much to be with me.

I'm not going to give into this 'almost nice' act, though. It's so strange and out of character that he said something like that, it was almost like old times when he would give me advice, but I really can't give in. Because I know for a fact that it isn't going to last forever with him. He will always go back to the cruel Draco I know. He hates me. All because of my "dirty blood." Draco can't do me like that, not me.