not a Malfoy

Chapter 3: dracos true self

Draco's pov:

I looked at my arms and legs... I Hadn't done it since I had gotten that letter from father near halloween... Why did it feel so right? I took out my small pocket knife and placed it on my wrist. just then I herd Granger tap the door and whisper "Alohomora" and the door flew open. "DRACO!" she screamed as she ran into the small bathroom and snatched away the knife. "GIVE ME THAT B-BACK" I yelled, Granger folded the knife then turned to me and looked at my now exposed cuts. "oh.....oh my." she whispered before taking her bag out. I just watched her then she asked the question I had been dreading her to ask. "Draco... what is going on?" "nothing" I said coldly trying to push her out of my way. she frowned at me. "Draco please just tell me what's wrong." she pleaded "why should I tell a mud blood anything, get away from me!" I yelled. I pushed her out of my way and going back to my seat.