The Dark Side

Draco's Point Of View

Draco's POV
Last day of holidays
I get inside after leaving the Weasleys. I sit down in my house. My doorbell rings and I go answer it. I see the man who was kissing Zoey when we broke up. Mr Perfect. Ugh. He looks at me with a devilish look in his eyes. He looks like what I used to look like. I think Zoey notices I still look like that. He pins me up against the wall. "Break up with her!" He says. "What?" I ask as I easily fight out of his grasp. "I love Zoey, she will be mine and nothing will stop that, I don't care if you have to break her because I will be there to pick her back up!" He says then runs away. I slump down against the wall and think about it. I have to hurt her? I can't do that.

After the breakup
I watch as tears fall down Zoey's face. She walks up to me. I swallow down hard. She smirks and punches me straight in the jaw. She then runs off. I wipe a tear from my eye and just sit on the floor. Ron looks at me with anger before running after her. Harry punches me in the nose and then runs back to Zoey. I stand up and hold my face while going back to Pansy and Blaise. I sit next to him and Pansy just stares at me. She licks her lips. "Pansy seriously, keep it in your pants," Blaise says. She bites her lip and I give her a look. She stops and gets up to go bash on someone probably. I just sit there with Blaise patting my back. He knows what happened and he knows how much I hate seeing Zoey hurt let alone me being the one hurting her.

At dessert
Pansy sits on my lap and starts kissing down my jawline. I look to Zoey pleasing her with my eyes to help me because she can hit her and I can't. I push her off and the 5th time I do she finally gets the message. She gets off me and pulls me up by my collar. She stabs her wand into my arm. The spot that's healing from the knife stab so it went in easily. She yanks it back out and I fall to the ground and black out. Next thing I know she's fallen on top of me.

Now
Zoey's POV
He tells me everything. "Bailey?" I choke out. He nods "I never wanted to break up with you but he threatened me," he says. "But before on our date, and earlier on in our 6th year you were being mean and hurting people. Especially half bloods  or as you say 'filthy mudbloods'," I say putting the air quotes over the last two words. He looks down. "That's who I am. I don't know at this point whether I'm going to change or not. That's the person that you first fell in love with," he says. He takes my hand in his and plays with my fingers. He slips off the Slytherin ring he got me the first day we were dating. He looks at it and smiles. "I wish things were still as simple as this," he says. "Things with us were never simple," I say chuckling. He chuckles as well. His hand goes back to mine and he puts it back on. He holds my hand loosely. His hands are paler, bigger and rougher than mine. But our hands still seem to fit together perfectly. (Cringes because of how cute and cheesy it is) He always seems to be hiding something or upset about something. I hate to say it. But his rough, rebel personality is one of the things I love most about him. He looks up at me. "I'm taking you on a date," he says. "What?" I ask. "We've almost been dating a year and we've never been on a real date. I'm taking you out on a date tomorrow night," he says. It's like 3 in the morning so I end up just talking to him for ages before falling asleep on his chest listening to the beat of his heart.