Mud-Blood

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Y/n sat in the common room with her nightgown on, she sat at the table studying and gathering information for Draco since she knew he wouldn't be doing it. She will not fail because of his laziness. Y/n sat there in the dark, the only light was the lantern lit on the table in front of her, she was battling sleep, she wanted to get this assignment done so she didn't have to work with Draco anymore, deal with the torment of his existence. She spoke to late, Draco walked into the common room, it had been past curfew, she knew he was looking at her but she ignored him. He walked up to the table and cleared his throat, causing her to look at him "Up late aren't we?" He asked "Say's the one coming in past curfew" She looked back at the book, he scoffed "I can do as I please. Besides, why are you working on the project so late? And without me?" She shook her head "Because I don't trust you will get this finished in time, I cant afford to fail this because you want to do whatever it is that you do" He pulled out a chair from in front of her and pulled it closer to her and sat down "This want an invitation" She snapped "Shut it" He said "Can I not just have one minute of peace, or just one second without feeling your presence right next to me!" Her voice became louder. Draco tilted his head and looked into her eyes "Why does it bother you? Having me close? Are you scared you will lose control? Forget you are supposed to hate my guts?" He said as he laughed and shook his head. Y/n bit her lip in anger, he was right she just didn't want to admit it. "You are so full of yourself Malfoy, you think everyone is just obsessed with you, that everyone should bow for you. You exhaust me" She covered her face with her hands "Thats the difference between you and everyone else mud blood. They all try to prove that they should get my attention, but you, you seem to catch my attention without begging for it" He leaned in "I never asked for it and I sure don't want it" He leaned back and licked his lips "The way you felt tells me something different" She started to gather her things "You are so dramatic mud blood" She turned looked down at him as he sat there, leaning back in his chair "Im dramatic? Sorry that I want this torment to stop, this confusing bullshit to end. You are the most dramatic human Malfoy, Mr rich asshole, you think you own everything, you think you can control everything, even me. I haven't forgotten all the horrible things you have done. Including that mark on your arm!" She shouted, after she said that he shot out of his chair and towered over her "You be quiet about that, you have been so good keeping your lips shut, don't over step mud blood" She scoffed "Or what? You gonna kill me? isn't that what the mark means? I want to know what you have done, what got you that mark. You like to shame me and judge me for my blood so I think its my turn" She could see the anger in his eyes, like they had turned black, she had hit something in his heart, but so had he. Draco smacked her books out of her hands and she backed up into the table, his hand grabbed her throat "You better shut it! You are clueless of my life, you are a stupid mud blood. You have no problems to deal with, no consequences, you have no purpose" His grip tightened "Draco~" She breathed out as she grabbed his arm, trying to free herself "You think I wanted his life? Wanted to be one of them?"He scoffed "Only if you knew mud blood, maybe then you wouldn't be such a pest to me" Her eyes started to tear, she had never felt this side of him, nor see this side of him, pure evil. He froze and quickly removed his hand, his eyes went from dark to concerned, she put her hand to her throat to soothe the pain "I hate you~" She cried as she ran up to her dorm. Y/n got into bed, silently sobbing into her pillow, she never thought her words would get to him so bad, make him hurt her like that, but he was a death eater after all, maybe Hermione was right.

Draco:

He stormed out of the common room, his eyes felt teary, he never felt that, there was a unfamiliar pain in his chest, guilt. He walked outside into the rain, it completely drenched him. He stood there, breathing heavy as the pain grew, he couldn't believe he had put his hand on her in that way, a way that didn't provide pleasure for either of them. The look in her eyes kept replaying in his head, she looked into his eyes with fear, he groaned as the image kept replaying, he put his hands on his head, it wouldn't leave. He ran his hand through his drenched hair, moving the wet strands out of his eyes, he looked up at the sky then looked back at the ground "Damn you, you made me like this~" He said to himself "I said I would never become what you wanted me to be, but it seems like you won father~" He shook his head and sat on the soaking grass.