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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟖 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

'Drake, I didn't want to show you, but I think you ought to see this,' said Blaise.

Draco was back at his office after he'd left Azkaban. He was in a foul mood, visits to his father tended to do that. 'What is it?' he grunted as he walked towards his desk and sat down in his swivelling chair.

Blaise put Witch Weekly on his desk and Draco raised his eyebrows in surprise. 'Since when are you reading this?' he smirked. 'Do you wish to tell me something Blaise?'

Blaise rolled his eyes, but smirked afterwards. 'Yes I'm secretly a fourteen year old girl.' he said. 'Now open up on page sixteen.'

Draco smiled at Blaise's joke and opened the magazine. He ran the pages through his fingers until he ended on page sixteen, then curiously looked at the page his friend wanted him to look at. There was a large moving photograph in the centre of the page, first he noticed Nott, there was a look of surprise on his face when a bush of curls rushed into him, pressing their lips together. When they pulled away there was a faint blush on Nott's printed cheeks. Draco squinted his eyes, hoping to discover another secret, then he realised to his own horror that he recognized that bush of curls. What was worse, she was kissing Nott in the middle of the street. An ice cold feeling mastered itself in his chest and he froze. It was unmistakingly Granger, kissing another man.

The title underneath the photograph confirmed it all:

GOLDEN GIRL IS HAVING AFFAIR WITH FORMER DEATH EATER!

'What-' he started as hot boiling anger started to build inside of him, thawing the ice inside of his chest. 'What is the meaning of this!'

'Either it's bad lighting,' started Blaise diplomatically, 'Or Theo is snogging Granger in broad daylight.'

Draco furiously stood up and threw the magazine on the floor. Was this what Granger had called 'nothing' ?! Did she have an affair behind his back with bloody Nott?! Was she two-timing him?! Or perhaps three-timing, as the Weasel had possibly still been alive at that point. Draco fished the muggle phone out of his pocket and pressed a button, after that he held the device against his ear and waited. Nott didn't answer.

For fucks sake!

He conjured a clock, it was lunch time. Where on this bloody earth was he?! Was he still out with Granger? His Granger?! He angrily gripped the table and inhaled shakily.

Was she 'his' though?

'Drake, calm down.' said Blaise, eyeing him warily. 'I'm sure it's a misunderstanding, there must be a logical-'

'How can this be misunderstood!' shouted Draco pointing at the moving photograph on the floor. They kept walking up to each other and kissed over and over again. 'He..! How could he do this! That stinking arse! She's MINE! HE KNOWS SHE'S MINE!'

He threw his chair backwards, aimed his wand at the tabloid and incinerated it until it was burnt to a crisp. Then he bolted out of the door. He couldn't think straight, how could Nott betray him like that! How could she! No.. It must've been Nott's doing, he knew his dirty tricks.

'Draco! Stop!' yelled Blaise who apparently had run after him, but Draco wasn't listening. He angrily strode towards the apparition point behind the garbage bins. Then he took out his muggle phone and aimed his wand at it.

Blaise raised his eyebrows.

' Avenseguim.' said Draco and his muggle phone started to float on its own. Suddenly it unfolded into a map that showed three white dots. Two of them were relatively close to each other, the other dot was on the other side of the map, therefore the other side of London .