Hogwarts, A Love Story (A Draco Malfoy Love Story)

Prejudice?

A/N - So this part is in Draco's POV... Enjoy!

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{Draco}

A week had passed and Winter still hadn't spoken to me except to sneer at my 'pure-blood germs'. As if that was a real thing. I honestly didn't know what to do anymore. I smiled at her when I walked past her in the halls, I left her friends alone, I passed her cute notes in class, but all I got were negative reactions. I didn't even know what I had done wrong! One minute we were talking about how strange it was that we had found each other, and the next she was calling me prejudice. I don't think it counts as prejudice if what your saying is true. Does it? I mean, I don't think I'm prejudice.

Crabbe and Goyle were driving me crazy, they thought it was ridiculous I even spoke to her. That confused me as well, I mean it's not like I was going to marry her or anything, but she was so cute. Her long blonde hair caught the light in just the right way and her eyes were just amazing. I mean, it's not like she's a Mudblood. That would be wrong. If I was crushing on Granger, I would understand and would want them to beat me to a pulp. I mean that is just disgusting.

I was broken out of my thoughts as the door to the classroom opened. It was Defence Against the Dark Arts and we were waiting for Lupin to get here. He was late, as per usual. He was a pathetic excuse for a teacher. If I had to wear robes like that I would kill myself, that is if Father didn't do it for me. I got a letter from Father the other day, he is pushing for that stupid bird that attacked me to be executed. That giant oaf is trying to stop him, but I know Father will win. I'm not sure that the bird deserves to die, I just wanted to get Hagrid sacked. The chair next to me moved loudly and I looked up, startled. Winter was throwing her bag down violently, indicating that she was sitting next to me.

"Ah, so you have forgiven me at last." I said, a satisfied smirk on my face. I watched as she scowled and a thrill went through me. I loved making her angry almost as much as I loved making her smile.

"No there aren't anymore seats you twit. Get it through your pure-blood addled brain - I don't want to speak to you." She snapped at me angrily. Much angrier than usual. I looked at her properly for the first time today and saw that her eyes were puffy and red like she had been crying and her bottom lip kept quivering. I sighed. Even though I loved teasing her, it wasn't fun like this. I didn't like it when she was really angry at me, that wasn't very nice. Besides, when she was angry at me she wouldn't tell me what was bothering her and I really wanted to know.

"Ok, Winter. You win. I'm sorry that I said those things, I wasn't thinking. I didn't mean to upset you." I said vaguely, hoping she wouldn't realise that it was because I had no idea what I was supposed to be sorry for. Winter sniffed and nodded, I took that as acceptance.

"Will you tell me what's wrong? You look terrible." I said. She looked at me scandalised and I realised what I had just said. "By that I mean you look terribly upset. Even after you've been crying you're still the most gorgeous girl in the room." I back tracked quickly, throwing in a charming smile that I knew made her blush. She fought a smile and looked away, but she couldn't quite hide the blush that coloured her cheeks and made me want to kiss her. I settled for putting an arm around her, resting against the back of her chair and squeezing her gently to get her attention. "Tell me." I pushed her. She sniffed again and looked back at me, unshed tears glistening in her eyes.

"It's nothing. I just had a fight with Harry and he went and told Ron and now Ron is upset too." She said, I could tell by the uncomfortable set of her shoulders that she didn't want to talk about it. I was burning with curiosity, but I knew if I kept pushing there was a chance that she would get mad and I didn't want her not talking to me again.

"Malfoy, hands to yourself in my class thank you!" Lupin said as he strode into class. I removed my arm, cheeks burning as everyone stared. Winter turned her eyes to the desk in front of her, her cheeks turning almost scarlet as she knew everyone would be looking at the two of us. I hated Lupin. He knew what would happen when he called me out. I glowered at him, wanting so badly to attack him, verbally or physically, I wasn't picky. He started the lesson and registered the heat of my glare with some surprise, but dismissed me quickly. I ground my teeth together and listened as Granger and Saint Pothead excelled, even Winter put her hands up a few times. I intercepted a lot of stares directed at her. I cursed that idiot teacher, the Gryffindors didn't forget much, I doubted they would let go of the image of my arm around her, now she would probably be excluded and picked on. I glowered, wanting to punch something. Hard.

A note slid across the table to me. I recognised Winter's neat handwriting and opened it quickly.

You are going to break something if you don't calm down. Don't worry about it, everyone will get over it. Half the class probably didn't even notice.

It read. I could tell that she was trying to soothe me, a look at her face said that she didn't really feel that way. Aside from when she answered a question, her eyes hadn't moved from the table. I wrote back.

I'm not worried about me, I hate this stupid teacher.

I watched as she read it and frowned. She reached over and squeezed my hand gently. I automatically relaxed my hand to grip hers back. She smiled and took her hand back to write, focusing on class once more.

Class finished and I smiled at Winter before going back to my room, feeling happier than I had felt in days. Pansy was sitting there, a look of pure evil on her face, making my mood drop. She had been furious at me ever since I was attacked by that bloody Hippogryph. She had tried a hundred different ways to get my attention, at first it was stuff like being nicer to me, lately it had moved to trying to manipulate me.

"I'm sorry, Draco. You gave me no choice. If you won't protect your own reputation, I'll have to." She said, barely looking up from her nails. I swallowed a little nervously, the smirk on her face was pretty unnerving.

"What are you talking about, Parkinson?" I asked wearily, sinking into my favourite armchair. She smiled creepily at me, standing up and walking over to the armchair I was in, curling up on one of the arms, getting very close to me. I could smell her perfume and the shampoo she used in her hair. It was all nice, she was even sort of attractive, despite Winter's comments about her face. She just wasn't Winter.

"Well Draco, darling, a little birdie told me something about your little half blood sweetheart. Would you like me to tell you?" She asked in a sickeningly sweet voice. At this point I wasn't really sure that I wanted to know, Pansy was looking at me so maliciously, but I was so curious. I reluctantly asked her to tell me and her smile grew, she was really started to freak me out now. "So apparently the other night, on their way to detention, she locked lips with Harry Potter. Potter said it was magical." She told me theatrically, giving a pleased giggle when she had finished.

For a minute, I couldn't even process what she was saying. Then I was just confused. Winter had said that she had had a fight with Scarhead today, if they had been kissing, how could they be fighting? Next was denial, Winter wouldn't do that to me. She wouldn't. Would she? Then suddenly I was absolutely furious. I launched myself out of the chair and began pacing, ignoring Pansy who seemed thrilled with the level of destruction that she had caused. The thoughts in my head were buzzing around like angry wasps. How dare she do this to me. Filthy half blood, I should have known not to trust her even a little. She said herself that she was unreliable. That was the understatement of the year. I was going to crush them both into oblivion...

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A/N - So Draco is pretty angry. Now I know it's been forever - I know. Blame real life, I'm really sorry. I hope you guys still want to read these, I really do. I thought we might like a glimpse into Draco's mind, it wasn't very pleasant. He really is very, very prejudice, but that's how he was raised. It will take a lot to even start changing his views. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, I will try to keep writing through real life, but I'm super busy at the moment. Thanks for reading! Vote/Comment