MUDBLOOD ➼ Draco Malfoy

9

I spent all night staring at my ceiling again. Hoping and praying that he didn't remember what had happened. Because if he did- I'd probably be the one to suffer for it. I can imagine all of the things he would say to put me down because he was feeling down himself. I mean- that's what he does all of the time. He takes out his emotions on other people. Imagine now.

My thoughts and questions had carried on all the way into the morning. Had other people seen it? Oh no, if they did Draco and I would become the talk of the school, judging how much we claim we hate each other. Wait.. Oh no, did he actually want to kiss me? No, of course not... He was drunk out of his mind. He couldn't have thought about that on his own.

Oh man, when it happened it was like he turned into a whole different person. One moment he's that one angry puppy, pouting because he didn't get treats, to... to some kind of other animal... I don't know, oh god that was weird. I need it out of my mind now before I go completely insane.

I got up and pushed my blankets back up on my bed, I sat at the edge, waiting for a reasonable time to get ready. I had way too much on my mind to think strait.

Draco should never get drunk again if that's what he does. Because... I don't want that happening again- no. not at all. Not me or any other poor girl.

I slipped on my skirt and shirt followed along by my robe and knee socks. As I did my hair my thoughts began to spiral deeper and deeper. and all I wanted was to get them out. The words he said... the actions- I don't even know how to go about this.

Draco and I hate each other! Our 'kind' doesn't mix. Not one bit. Maybe it would be best if I ignored it... or at least ignored him.

When I swung open the large brown wooden door of my room, I began to dart out, only I didn't end up in the hall way and on to my classrooms, I bumped into a blonde. The blonde to be exact.

The under of his eyes were looking darker than before, for a second he stared at me, but ripped his eyes away as if he couldn't.

"Draco... I-" I started, almost feeling bad for him.

"Save it." He mumbled, staring at anything but me. "No one saw right? No one was around us?"

Oh yeah, he remembers. A knot formed in my stomach as he continued.

"I thought you wouldn't remember." I mumbled watching his gray eyes dart from the floor to my ceiling.

"Well, I do- okay? Just, just answer me." He snapped. "No one saw us right?" He repeated over again.

"Draco I couldn't.... I couldn't really see. I was focused on pushing you off." I lied, hoping he at least remembers me not kissing him back. "I was worried about the same thing."

He ran his fingers through his hair, a habit he's always had since he was a child. I on the other hand, wasn't feeling myself at all. My usual instinct is to push him away... or at least ignore him until he quit. He was being rude to me, I know. But something in me wanted to help him. I did this to him, I ruined his life. Kissing a mudblood is definitely the last thing he would ever do. Not only did I embarrass him, but he doesn't even talk to his friends because of me. And, I know what it's like not having any friends. Trust me, I know.

A random thought... but If it came down to it, I would most definitely go back in time and never speak to him ever again. I would never have to deal with the happiness, the heart break, the insults... I wouldn't have to deal with him. He would be just another one of the students here at Hogwarts, nothing more. And I could live out the rest of my days like any other Hogwarts student here. A Hogwarts student without Draco teasing me.

I pushed myself out of my door way, and began to walk mildly slow, Draco following along.

We disguised our horrible situation until we arrived at our first period class, then finally parting ways. During this conversation, Draco told me he can't be seen with me anymore. Didn't strike that large of a cord in me- really. I was used to him pushing me away. Not that I want us to be together anyways.

By the time we were eating our food- something I would have never guessed happened. Dressed in ravenclaw robes, here came Alex. He hadn't said two words to me since our fight.

Alex's hair was gelled and fluffy, as it always is. His eyes stared through mine, although I didn't get that same comforting feeling like I once got.

"So did you do it then?" Alex's voice was seasoned with force and edge.

"Do what?" I snapped

"Force yourself on Malfoy? Taken advantage of him while he was drunk? I didn't think you'd stoop this low- Vic, but I thought you had some sense."

I could feel the heat in my face and the anger in the pit of my stomach.

"Force myself on him!? Have you lost your mind!" I practically shouted, no one looked.

"Yes force yourself on him! That's what everyone is saying! If you were jealous about Anna you could have told me, not just go and kiss another guy. The guy that tried to put me in a grave. I thought he was your enemy too but no, apparently not. I've heard that you've had a hopeless love for him since you both met!" His tone was stern, I hated the way he was talking with me.

I had no intention whatsoever of kissing him. None at all. not to get back at Alex and Anna, and definitely not because I have a crush on him

"Not everything is about you- Alex. I couldn't care less about your little fling with Anna. And I absolutely did not force myself on him. If anything, he forced himself on me! He was drunk and hardly in the world when he kissed me. I just told him I was going to my dorm since we crept out together. I just wanted to let him know." Although it wouldn't have did a bit of good, since he couldn't comprehend anything.

"Yeah whatever Victoria." he mutters "Were done. We've been done for a while. You're too much."

I put on the largest smile I could. "Couldn't agree more."

Alex stormed up and sat at his table with Anna. He looked like he was ranting about me. Great. I looked around to see if anyone was watching, and yeah there was a person.

Draco had been watching the entire time. This time no expression. I clenched my jaw, feeling tears brimming in my eyes. I shot him a hate-filled glare, and then left the Great Hall. I have no sympathy for him. He did put it all on me. Just as I expected.