𝑰𝒏𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅 | 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒐 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒇𝒐𝒚 | 𝟐

| EIGHT |

Chapter 8: The pink disaster.

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Nighttime had fallen by the time the Hogwarts Express had pulled into Hogsmeade Station and the five Slytherin's had trailed off the train, still laughing their heads off. They made their way casually off the station platform and heading up towards the carriages just outside.

Olivia glanced quickly up at Draco and saw a deadly smirk creep onto his face as he looked ahead with his eyes brimming with determination. She was confused at the least and had no idea on what Draco was planning, but a quick glance in his eye line told her everything she needed to know. Draco had spotted Harry getting off the train and she knew the boy wouldn't dare pass up an opportunity to mess with the Potter boy.

All of a sudden Crabbe and Goyle were at Draco's side as he moved his hand off Olivia's shoulder and left the comfort of his girlfriends side, picking up his pace in order to get to Harry quickly despite Olivia calling his name.

She scoffed angrily as her boyfriend left her as Blaise, Serena and Alexis watched him walk away in surprise, she threw her bag off her shoulder and gave it to Blaise before muttering, "Told you he's got the hots for Potter." Pulling her wand out of her boot she was about to run after then before Blaise's comment stopped her.

"Jealous?"

"No, but I'm incredibly pissed off right now." She mumbled as she began walking away and started chasing after her suit cladded boyfriend, muttering a thousand profanities and insults under her breath as she did so.

"I'm surprised the Ministry's still letting you walk around free Potter." Draco snarled as Olivia pushed Crabbe and Goyle out of the way harshly, resulting in both boys going flying. "You better enjoy it while you can. . ."

"Are you being serious right now?" The girl asked lowly as she stood in between the two boys, latching tightly onto her boyfriends arm.

Despite her efforts, Draco looked over Olivia and ignored her, "I expect there's a cell in Azkaban with your name on it."

Olivia's face fell slack as Harry launched himself at the platinum blonde angrily. She gave him a disbelieving look, one that held hurt and angry, before pushing him forcefully away as Ron grabbed Harry from behind. Olivia had been offended by the boys comment, unbeknownst to him, as she shook her head at the boy. "Draco." She warned as the boy opened his mouth again.

Draco's grey eyes met hers and her expression briefly but instead of letting the boy off and listening to Olivia, he only pushed further, "What did I tell you? Complete nutter." He joked to Crabbe and Goyle as they walked off at the same time Blaise, Alexis and Serena had caught up to Olivia.

"Just stay away from me." Harry shouted as Olivia watched her boyfriend walk away. She'd never seen him act like that before, sure she'd witnessed him and Harry fight before but never had she seen him actually ignore her completely even when she'd been physically stood right in front of his face.

She stood watching his retreating figure with a sour expression on her face while shaking her head angrily, "Fucking arsehole." She muttered under breath.

"It's only Malfoy, what do you expect?" Ron said calmly as Olivia shot Harry a sympathetic look before she stormed to up the platform, pushing though crowds of people as she tried her best not to snap at anyone.