Losing Control - Draco Mallfoy Lovestory - #Wattys2016

Argument

"Hello kids, I am your new defence against dark arts teacher, miss Umbridge. Please choose your seats and take out your books!" The woman said cheerily.

I watched as everybody shuffled towards their friends and chose their seat. I looked around, searching for Draco, but alas, he wasn't there. I looked around panicked, where would i sit? Awkward!

I looked around, searching from somebody when i saw Ron and Harry choosing their seats. No matter how much i hated it, i sat down next to Harry. This could be good for my revenge, i would know his skills.

"Everybody open their books at page 152!" Professor Umbridge yelled across the room.

I sighed, grabbing the red leather book that was sitting in front of me and opened it to page 152. "Ms Riddle, could you read it out to us!"

I groaned:"No I couldn't." I smashed my head against the table as some people snickered.
"Ms Riddle!" Miss Umbridge exclaimed.

I huffed and started reading it out:"Art Of Colour Change Chapter XIII." I looked up at her as she urged me to read on. "Colour change is a common used and easy to learn magic. It is used by fashion designers all the way to the biggest forms of evil. It seems very useless, changing the colour of an object. However, this can be done to confuse the enemy. It is easy, point your wand to whatever object you want to turn. Think of that object in that particular colour, before pronouncing:"Colorum" The object will change colour and your would've achieved your goal. The next chapter, chapter XIV is about reversing this spell." I looked up at the professor, rolling my eyes. Really? Colour change.

"We're going to practice this?" Harry questioned, looking up at the professor with wide eyes.

"No, we're not going to practice it. You know the theory and that is enough." Umbridge replied.

"Bloody hell, How will this help us at all if we don't know how to use it?" Ron piped in.

"You won't need it, cause who's gonna attack some little kids like you any way?" She replied, looking slightly irritated.

"Uh i don't know, Voldemort?" Harry said, narrowing his eyes.

"Detention Potter!"

"But-"

"2 weeks!"

"N-"

"3!"

Harry shut his mouth, looking down at his book as people scoffed and groaned. I couldn't help but roll my eyes, what was this woman's problem? That's when the bell rang, signalling the end of DADA. I sighed in relief, finally.

I stood up, grabbing my book before walking next to Harry and Ron towards the main hall for lunch. "What's the deal with you and Malfoy?" Ron questioned and i couldn't help but knit my eyebrows together.

"We're friends, why?" I replied, curious as to why he and Draco hate each other so much.

"Malfoy is a scum who cares about nobody else but himself. You should stay away from that git." Ron said, his expression turning into anger.

I raised my eyebrows. Caring for only himself? That wasn't true. After what he done to me earlier this morning and yesterday, i begged to differ but decided not to speak up. I couldn't ruin this so called friendship or I wouldn't be able to get revenge. As we enter the main hall, i went over to Slytherin table, waving goodbye to them.

I sat myself down next to Draco, watching as all the house elves decorated the table with deliciousness. "What we're you doing with Potter and Weasley?"

"Huh?" I questioned. This was not like the Draco i knew. He didn't even say hi!

"What's the deal with you, Potter and Weasley." He said again, louder this time, gritting his teeth.

For a moment the idea of telling him the thrush ran through my mind but i quickly shock it off. I couldn't tell him that. "None of your business." I replied harshly.

He sighed, bringing his hand up and just as if it were a natural reaction i flinched away. "Stop acting like that." Draco said harshly.

"Acting like what?" I asked him, slightly raising my voice, God he was already getting on my nerves.

"Acting as if I'm going to hurt you. Or hit you. Or acting like Potter isn't any of my business."

"I'm not acting like any of that, i have my own life and my own business and you should keep your nose out of it!" I gritted.

"How could you say that after yesterday!" Draco yelled this time, as i flinched away and heads turned towards us.

"Yesterday meant nothing okay! I was sick for godamned sake!" I screamed back.

"I basically staid with you the whole time and you can't appreciate that?!" He yelled getting up. I followed his example.

"I already did! I said thanks!"

"And that's it? After i sacrifice my whole day just to comfort you all i get is a thanks?!"

"Well what did you expect to get?!" I screamed, tears threatening to pour out of my eyes.

"I- i- i..." Draco stuttered looking around. His face was masked with guilt.

I ignored him as i hurried out of the main hall. I could already feel tears threatening to stream out as everybody watched my every move like a hawk.

I ran down the staircases and flew into my room, sinking down in the corner of it. I hugged my knees to my chin as sobs left my mouth. Tears streamed down my cheeks as my arm started burning.

I lifted my sleeve and looked at it. My skin around my mark was starting to turn red. My skin around Voldemorts mark started to turn red. And then it hit me. He never cared about me like a niece. He just used me as a death eater.

I was a death eater.