sway sway slytherin

Chapter 8

Once we get back to the common room I went straight upstairs. I got in the shower in all my clothes. I stood there allowing the warm water to run off my back slowly. I soothed me so eventually I sat down on the ground staring off into space. 

The red blood trickled slowly out of my uniform and onto the white tile of the shower, it circled the drain once before flowing out of sight. After a while I looked down at my now blotchy pinkish colored shirt. Oh well, that was about the best it was going to get. I turned off the water and stood up on shaky legs. 

I soon as I got into my room which I shared with Luna and several other girls who I didn't see much of, I stripped out of my sopping wet uniform and put on a my shorts and a t-shirt. I fell onto the bed and wiggled under the covers. 

I turned on my side and sighed. I wanted to fall asleep I really did. My eyes and brain, working against me, decided otherwise. I tossed and turned desperate for a moment, but I was having no luck. With every blink I saw him. Draco was lying on the floor twitching and covered in blood. I sat up sweating. 

In the spur of the moment decision I flung my covers off and grabbed my boots. I slid them and on slipped out of the room as quiet as I could. When I got downstairs nobody was here. I was probably about eleven. 

I tip-toed out of the common room into the icy cold hallway. I wasn't sure what I was doing, but I had to get out. I felt a rush of excitement as I ran down the corridors in my slippery boots prancing. This was much better then sleeping! 

I ran for a while unsure of where I was going until I stopped at the hospital wing. For some reason my mind had tricked my body. I cursed myself before creaking the door open. I saw the light in Madam Pomfrey's office was off which meant she most likely went up to her own quarters to sleep.

I saw his bed and I made my way over to it. I sat down in my chair that I had been in earlier that day. I looked at his sleeping figure. He sure was beautiful. His facial features sharp, but vulnerable. They were soft and so unmalfoy. I felt sitting here looking at him was wrong. It was if I was violating his privacy. 

I touch his shoulder gently. I expect him to slowly sit up or something but the opposite happens. He jumps up and flails his body around. He lets out a yell. I slap my hand over his mouth. I look over to the office on the other side of the room. Oh no the light flickers on and I hear footsteps. I fling the blankets over Draco and I try and think. 

She would see me if I hid under the bed there is no where to go, but...oh no. I dive under the covers with Mafloy. They smell like him. I curl my tiny body up and conceal myself. "What the hell Potter?" He whisper shouts. 

"I'm not here!" I whisper. The footsteps get closer and Madam Pomfrey comes around the corner. "Mr. Malfoy? Are you alright? I heard a scream." She asks. I can only picture her standing there in her nightgown and a look of surprise on her face. "Yes m'am. I'm sorry it was only a nightmare, I seem to get them quite badly these days." I feel him tighten next to me. My cheek is pressed against his chest  and I can also feel his heart racing. 

"Oh, I am sure. These are mad times we must all keep strong. I think I can get you something to help you sleep? You look like you haven't slept in months." I can feel the tenseness built up inside him. "No that's quite alright. Thank you." He says. "Well alright...goodnight then Mr. Malfoy." I hear her walk away. After her footsteps fade and the room gets darker I know she has gone back upstairs. 

I peel myself off of him and climb out of bed awkwardly. "Let me say it again, what the hell Potter!" He angrily sits himself up as I settle myself in the chair. I wrap my arms around myself, it is still freezing in here. The only moment of warmth was a moment ago when I was cradled in his arms.