The Lost Potter || Draco Malfoy [BOOK 1]

Chapter 40

Recap:

"Thank you for--" I cut myself off when I saw the person that comforted me.

It was...

Storytime! So after school the year before, I was crying in the janitor's closet because Delilah had embarrassed me in front of the whole school. I started to think about all of the things that would happen to me the next day at school so I started to have a panic attack.

Then my crush at the time, Michael, the most beautiful boy in history, heard the crying and came into the closet. He shut the door and did his best to calm me down, which had worked eventually. When I realized that was him, I almost cried again from embarrassment.

But it was okay because we became friends soon after. He was my only friend. Not even his friends wanted to be around a 'freak' like me.

In this situation, I couldn't really befriend the person or give that person a hug, considering I was staring into the eyes of Blaise Zabini.

"I swear to god, if you tell a soul about this, I will push you off of a cliff." I stuttered.

"Wow the one time I decided to be nice I get yelled at for it," Blaise scoffed.

"Even if you were being nice, you would still tell someone that I was having a panic attack in the hospital wing," I said.

"I wasn't even thinking about telling someone. It's okay." Said Zabini. I looked into his eyes and realized that he was actually being sincere.

I relaxed a little.

"Wow this is embarrassing, but thank you I guess," I Said, avoiding his gaze.

"You're welcome, and I won't tell anyone. I promise." He said.

"Well Zabini, maybe you aren't that bad after all," I Said, giving him a small smile.

"Just because I'm a Slytherin doesn't mean I'm that bad." Said Zabini.

"What about the whole Hippogriff stunt, and this—" I pointed at the bandage on his arm. "—this definitely does not hurt anymore, after about three months."

"The Hippogriff thing, I was just being an idiot. And the reason why I faked it for so long is that my teammates said if I don't, they'll kick me off of the team. And I can't afford that, considering I want to be a professional when I get older. Actually, I'm here to get the bandage taken off." Explained Zabini.

"Oh, that sucks," I Said.

"Yeah. But it's okay." He said.

My eyes flickered down to the stitches on his other hand.

"I'm sorry, about the fork I mean," I Said.

"It's completely fine. I was being an asshole, and I shouldn't have called your sister a 'You Know What'. I was just having one of those days, and I thought it would be fun to take it out on other people and make a laugh out of it." Said Blaise. "I now realize that it wasn't funny."

"Yeah, it wasn't." I agreed. "Well, I should be going now, um, Ariel I'll come back tomorrow," I said and left out of the hospital wing.

I was hobbling to the Gryffindor Common Room when I felt hands covering my eyes.

"Guess who?" The person asked.

"Hands off my face Malfoy," I said sternly.

"Sorry. Don't wanna ruin the moneymaker." Draco said moving from behind me.

"Moneymaker? More like the reason why I look like a potato." I said.

"You don't look like a potato." Draco reasoned.