Pathetic. (A Draco Malfoy fanfiction)

Chapter 10.

I didn't expect to be stopped by Percy, and it puzzles me, the fact that he was hanging around the Slytherin's common room, but it puzzles Ron too, so much that he nearly blew our cover. "Oi! What're you doing down here?" Percy questions us. "I could ask you the same question!" Ron retorts, not even trying to disguise his voice. I elbow him in the ribs, earning a soft "ow!" and a strange look from Percy. "I.." He points to his badge, making Ron roll his eyes. "Happen to be a school prefect. Where I go is not your business. Now-" "Crabbe! Goyle! Where have you been? Pigging out in the great hall I suppose." A familiar voice interrupts Percy, catching the attention of Ron and I. "Weasley, what do you think you're doing here?" "Mind your attitude, Malfoy." Percy replies sharply, but then turns and walks away with his head held high. "Weasley's....father says they don't deserve magic." Malfoy states, and it takes an iron grip to hold down Ron's fist. Suddenly Malfoy takes our hands and drags us into the Slytherin common room. The feeling of his fingers around mine is dulled, because my fingers are currently..well....not my fingers. Once inside the common room, Malfoy sits himself down on a leather loveseat, looking perfectly dramatic and..perfect in general. Ron and I stand there awkwardly, the unfamiliar surroundings seeming really intimidating. "Well what're you two doing? Just going to stand there looking daft?" Malfoy asks, I snap back into my senses and quickly sit down on a couch across from Malfoy, dragging Ron down with me. He's right there..and we aren't fighting..hm. "Did you two see Ledoux today? She looked worried. Probably cause everyone thinks she's the heir of Slytherin....as if! Saint Ledoux with her perfect grades and her perfect...anyway, she's definitely not the heir." I would like to ask him what he was about to say was perfect about me, but I don't have time for that. "Yeah....do you have some idea who the heir is?" I press, dreading what he might respond with. "You know I don't, Goyle." Oh thank God. I share a look with Ron, and then turn back to Malfoy. "So...what else do you think about Ledoux?" I ask, earning a disapproving glance from Ron, and a curious look from Malfoy. "You also know the answer to that, Goyle. I told you two yesterday." "Oh..right." Nobody can hear me but I'm screaming on the inside. "But I forgot, what did you think of that dumb stuff written in her journal?" I gotta know something about how he feels, if I don't find out something soon, I'm going to explode. "What's going on with you? I only just told you all about that yesterday!" "But I forgot-" Ron elbows me in the ribs, cutting me off; He suddenly stares at my hair, looking utterly horrified. Confused, I run a hand through my hair, and my stomach drops when I realize that my curls are returning, and Ron's hair is going back to orange, Crap! Lucky for us, Malfoy is staring at the ceiling, not noticing a thing. We quickly stand up, and hurry towards the door, covering our heads as best we can. "Where are you two going? Hey!" Malfoy calls after us, but we're already out the door. What does he think of me?