Blackmailed || A Reader x Draco Malfoy Story

Who's the Half-Blood Prince?

A/N: Newest Chapter! Sorry it's a bit uhm short and probably not as good as it could be I have a load of exams this week.

"I could very well ask you the same thing," I whisper shouted.

"I was just looking for something," He said. "What about you?"

"I came up here to think, its quiet up here. Usually," I answered. "It's been months since last we talked."

"Four months," He corrected me, "Yes I counted."

"Look Blaise, I wanted to apologize for everything," I said leaning against the hallway wall, the hall was dimly lit by the stars and cold moon. I tried mending things with Draco, I doubt Pansy would listen to anything I said now that she has Draco, or it appeared that way. But maybe, maybe Blaise would accept my apology.

"You don't have to," He said and shoved his hands into his pants pocket. "You were always too good to just stand by when something like that happens. I had a hunch that that's what you were up to, in all honesty."

"Why didn't you say something?" I asked curiously. He stared at me in deep thought and leaned against the wall opposite of me.

"Because, it's interesting to see how things play out," He said as if it were an obvious answer.

"So," I raised a brow in curiosity. "You found it amusing to watch me have a mental break down when Draco saw me in Dolores's office?" He laughed bitterly and shook his head.

"That was horrible to see," He said plainly, "for all of us." I grimly stared at the tiled floor thinking his last comment. I wondered what ran through their minds when they saw me. I wondered whether I had lost both Pansy and Draco for good. Before I could let anything else mess with my mind I felt a quick whack on my forehead. I flinched and rubbed my forehead looking up to see Blaise now towering over me. "Are you even paying attention to what I just said?" He frowned.

"Yes?" I lied. He shook his head sighing knitting his brows together.

"What was I talking about then?" He crossed his long arms.

"Uh," I picked at my brain trying to think of what he was talking about. I hung my head, "Alright I wasn't paying attention, sorry."

"Idiot," he mumbled under his breath so it was almost inaudible.

"Sorry," I said guiltily. "Would it be okay if you repeat it once more?" He shook his head and frowned.

"Maybe another time," He said, and started walking off. "I'll see you around, L/N," He called back.

"Yeah see you around," I said and walked back to my room feeling tired.

"Where were you?" Millicent asked sitting cross legged on her bed while drawing. I shrugged off my sweater folding it.

"At the library," I pulled the covers over me propping myself up on my elbows. "Why do you ask?" She shook her head and pushed back her brown bangs.

"No reason Hermione seemed in a rush and asked me where you were," She said flipping a page.

"Oh well I'll explain it to her tomorrow," I said and turned out my lamp. "Night Milli." She hummed back in response.

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The next morning thankfully Hermione and Ron didn't ask me about why I ran off to which I am particularly grateful. Although I'm guessing it's because Ron was too busy fretting about the Quidditch try-outs to pay attention to anything else. Hermione and I made our way up to the stands to watch the Gryffindor try-outs. "It's freezing up 'ere." I shivered chattering my teeth. Hermione completely ignored my comment her gaze was glued on Ron who looked stiff and nervous while everyone else was messing around with their broomsticks. "It's awfully weird to see Ron so focused on something." I raised my brow.