A Rebel With A Tainted Heart

Over and Over

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You know something I don’t

It’s not like you to be cold

Every night replayed over and over

You say things that I don’t

You make me feel alone

Every night replayed over and over

-Over and Over, 5 Seconds of Summer

 

A Rebel With A Tainted Heart Chapter 13

With a thump and a loud groan, Draco Malfoy once again landed on the wooden floor of his large bedroom. It had been three days since he, Hermione, Potter, Blaise and the Weasley’s had arrived at Malfoy Manor and every morning he had consistently fallen out of bed. Grumbling, he rolled onto his back on the floor, running a hand through his slightly curling white blond hair and blinking his silver eyes a few times to clear them of their hazy sleep hue.

Hearing the sheets rustle, he blinked again a few times before opening his eyes more clearly to look at the bed where he had fallen from. Peering over the edge was his girlfriend, who had the curliest bed hair you could ever imagine, but still managed to make it work. She’s beautiful any time, Draco thought to himself with a small smile.

“Did you fall off the bed again?” Hermione asked, shaking her head slightly.

“I honestly don’t know how I keep doing it, the bed’s huge, it’s not like there isn’t enough space,” Draco muttered, getting to his feet and stretching out his long limbs.

“Oh I know it is, thank god your room has an impenetrable silencing spell on it,” The brunette grinned cheekily, and Draco waggled his eyebrows.

“They all do, the elves placed them on the rooms. By the way, if you go into Blaise and Ginny’s room, do not touch anything, at least not until you’re sure it’s been disinfected or cleaned,” The blond made a face, shivering slightly. Knowing Blaise, it was a good thing the rooms were silenced.

“Ugh, good point,” Hermione cringed, lying back down on the bed. She wasn’t feeling very well at all this morning, her head was sore and she felt a little sick.

“Are you alright?” Draco asked her, sitting down on the bed beside her and allowing her to half lie in his lap.

“Feel a bit weird, but I’ll be fine, I think I probably just need to get up and outside.”

“If you say so. Do you want a potion or something?” Draco asked her, brushing her hair out of her face with a pale hand.

“I’m fine, stop worrying! Get ready and we’ll go downstairs!” Hermione giggled, jumping up and beating him to the bathroom. She laughed even harder when she heard him grumbling about always being last in the shower.

“Should be quicker Draco!” The brunette called out to her boyfriend, who cursed loudly before flopping back down on the bed. They really were perfect for each other.

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“We are going to speak with Albus soon,” Mr Weasley announced to them all, gesturing to himself, Ron and Harry.