I had arrived early to care of magical creatures to talk to Hagrid before any fellow Slytherins got here.
"No idea who put yeh in fer it, Chloe?" Hagrids beetle-black eyes looked very anxious under his wild eyebrows.
"You believe I didn't do it then?" I said, concealing with difficulty the rush of gratitude I felt at Hagrid's words.
"Course I do" Hagrid grinned "Yeh say it wasn' you, an I believe yeh" the giant pulled me into a gentle hug. I'm greatful for Hagrid.
Predictably, Malfoy arrived at Hagrids hut with his familiar sneer firmly in place and it looked as though he was arguing with Harry... Again. I walked over to them to see what was going on.
"Ah, look, boys, it's the champion" he said to Crabbe and Goyle "got your autograph books? Better get a signature now, because I doubt he's going to be around much longer ... Half the Triwizard champions have died... How long d'you reckon you're going to last potter? I bet ten minutes into the first task"
"Oh really Malfoy?" I stepped forward "Only ten minutes?"
"Scrawny gits like him don't stand a chance" he grinned, yet Crabbe and Goyle didn't laugh along, they just looked at me sympathetically, and I know why, yet Malfoy seems to have forgotten.
"How long have you been betting I'll last then?" My words were Sharp towards him "2 minutes? At a push 5?"
His mouth hung open slightly, unsure what to say. He realised what I had implied and his face dropped. I smirked to hide my own hurt.
"Don't tell me you forgot that I'm also a champion?" I scoffed walking right up to him and leaning towards his ear, so no one else could hear "Well thanks for reminding me there's a big chance I'll die"
His eyes instantly dropped their evil look, and gained a rather sad look.
"Oh and thanks for reminding me that even if I do win... The only family I have left faces a big chance of death too"
I turned and began to walk away "Hagrid!" I called out to him as I headed back towards the castle "I feel a bit sick, may I be excused?"
Hagrid allowed me to leave my lesson and I stalked back to the common room. What I hadn't noticed, is that Draco was a few steps behind me when I stormed through the portrait hole.
"Chloe, I'm sorry" he sat next to me beside the fire "I didn't think about what I was saying. I was so busy trying to get to potter that I hadn't thought about what I'd said"
I nodded, it wasn't that much of a big deal. But the constant thought that somebody within these castle walls were trying to kill me and Harry wasn't the happiest thought of all. Every tiny little thing that happens adds to the creature made of anger inside and it just seems to grow and grow!
"It's fine" I lied "It's like I told Hagrid, I feel sick, so it's made me act strangely"
It was part true. I did feel sick... Sick of it always being me, sick of everyone thinking that I'd ask for any of this, sick of constantly feeling the way I do about myself.
"It's probably just that time of the month" Draco mumbled and scrunched up my face, causing me to playfully hit him. It was important I kept as many friends as possible close.
"Draco" I began cautiously, I'm aware that asking this question could hurt me "Can I ask you a question?"
"Anything you want, Freckles" A wave a warmth and relaxation shot through me at my old nickname.
"Why did you turn so cold towards me?" I sighed "What did I do wrong?"
"You didn't do anything!" His voice sounded as though he was was trying to stress this to me "I was just jealous"
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What is right and what is easy (Book 1) [A Draco Malfoy Love Story]
Fanfiction"You know I'm not a man of many wise words Chloe Potter." Said the boy, who I have always thought as rather dim "and I don't care who you are, or who you're related to..." "Ugh, where exactly are you going with this?" I rolled my eyes, looking into...