Draco Malfoy Imagines

Backstabbed pt. 3

For ( @AnitaAndyGreenleaf @ElizabethMalfoy1 @llblackqueenll )

It's been two weeks since you've broken up with Draco Malfoy.
He was an arrogant son of a witch. (Literally HA)

You grab your books and roll your eyes as Professor Trewalney dismisses class with a 'frightening' prediction.
You walk down the long hallway towards your next class, Potions.
Potions was the one class you had been skipping for the past two weeks, because it was the only class that you shared with him.

You take a deep breath in, enter the room and start to take your assigned seat-
right next to the Malfoy.

He smirks as Goyle slips the chair right out from underneath you.
You hit the floor hard.

"Miss y/n, will you please take a seat and try not to disturb the rest of the class?"
Professor Snape asks in a condescending tone.

You straighten your skirts and pull the chair back in to place.
The entire class you try to ignore Draco.

But that's somewhat hard when burning hot liquid is spilled into your lap during potion-making.

"OW!"

You yell in pain as Draco 'accidentally' knocks over the vial of flaming liquid.

You turn around and shout,
"What the hell is wrong with you?!"

He smirks once again and says under his breath,

"You never should have pushed me away."

You attempt to stand up out of your seat and immediately fall to the ground.
Burning pain erupts in your legs.
You look down and see that the burns on your legs are starting to bleed.
You cry out in pain when Professor Snape comes to your table.

"Come y/n we need to get you to the hospital wing." He says as he helps you to your feet.
He turns to Draco.
"I'll deal with you later Mr. Malfoy."

You wake up in the hospital.

It's night-time and most of the lights are out. The moon shines through the castle windows.
You try to shift to your side but the pain in your legs prevent it. You close your eyes.
*Creeeeak* The doors slowly open.
Your eyes flick open.
You turn your head to the side and see a silhouette. As it draws closer, the moon reveals the shine of pale blonde hair.
Draco walks to the side of your bed.
Your heart starts beating faster and you try to move away.

"Stop y/n your going to hurt yourself."
he says softly.

You turn your head away from him and say,
"I don't think it's possible for anything to hurt more than everything already does."
A tear slips down your cheek.

"I'm so sorry- for everything." Draco says.

You turn around and angrily say,
"Please, you're just apologizing because you're worried about your sorry ass. You don't give a crap about me. If you did- you'd never had poured burning potion onto me. You did it because you felt rejected and your pride was damaged. And now thanks to you I'm going to be laying in this hospital bed for awhile. I don't really want you in my life right now Draco. There would never be any redeeming qualities about any relationship with you."

Silence.

"Just go. Please."

Hurt shows on his face and he turns away.
"Don't do this. You're going to regret it."
He breathes.

"I don't think I could ever regret breaking up with you." You reply.

He furiously storms out of the hospital's room.
You stare at the ceiling as tears run down the sides of your face.