The Accident (A Harry Potter Love Triangle)

Chapter Fifteen

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I wake up in the Hospital Wing. Draco's gone. But Madame Pomfrey's standing over me, interrogating me on how I got these bruises around my neck. I shrug. But why am I protecting him?

"It was.." I sigh. And I remember what he keeps telling me. That he'll kill me.

"It was who, darling?"

"Neville."

"The Longbottom boy?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure? You know, I think you ought to talk to someone about your problems," she says, obviously worried about me.

"Oh. Of course I will..." I smile. ...Not.  She leaves, but first pulls the curtain around my bed so I can change. It's the third day of term, a Wednesday. I have classes to go to. I pull on my robes carefully, still sore from my boyf- Draco's- beating. Jeeze, what's wrong with me? could I really be falling for him? No way.

Neville's POV

"That... that!" Hermione can't finish her sentence, because Slughorn just walked by. We're in Potions, making the Draught of Living Death.

"Let's slip some of this in Malfoy's pumpkin juice tonight," Ron says.

"I have a better idea." I hold up a vial of Polyjuice Potion. "I figured we could put some of that Fahrlay girl's hair in it. It would serve him right..."

"What was that you said, Mr. Longbottom?" Professor Slughorn is standing over me, glaring.

"I.. uh..." Oh shit..."You see, Malfoy.. he beat up my girlfriend and forced her to dump me and go out with him. This is payback."

"Interesting. The way I heard it was you beat up poor Miss Potter, and Draco saved her."

"That's quite true," Malfoy says from across the classroom.

"Hmmm... after lunch, get your heads of houses, find Heather, and we'll sort this all out."

"But! I already did that! "

"Fine, fine then. Don't." Professor Slughorn walks back to his desk ad sits down behind it. The bell rings.

Draco's POV

The bell rings. I storm out of there. What we're they planning for me?

"Hey darling." It's Pansy.

"Go away. You know I've got a girlfriend."

"Yeah, I heard. Heard you're going out with that dirty half-blood Potter girl."

"Yes. I am. How'd you know?"

"Rumor travels fast."

"Well it's no rumor."

"So I see...."

"Yeah. Go away, now."

"No way."

"Please...? I need to go to the Hospital Wing to see Heather."

Starting to walk away, she calls out, "She got out this morning."

"Great. Thanks, Pansy."  Then a pair of beautiful eyes catch mine. Green. "Like your mother's..." I whisper. She's heading down too the dungeons. I start to follow, but then stop. There's no need to follow her... but I do anyways.

I put my hand on her shoulder and she whirls around.

"Yes, darling?" She forces out.

"Just wanted to see your beautiful face, honey."

"Go away!" she snarls.

"Not without a kiss, baby."

"Never will my lips touch yours willingly. Good day!" And she runs away from me. Little brat...