You Have My Heart, Draco Malfoy. (Sequel to You Have Me Whipped)

Chapter Six: IT WASN'T ME!

I have decided to write some more. I know, I know, I said I wouldn't...... But I couldn't stand the messages I was getting- They broke my heart and made me feel guilty. Here's a short chapter, with, because of requests, loads of different point of views! I KNOW! HOW RARE!

"You what!" Harry booms, after I, guiltily explain about his broom.

"I didn't mean to, Harry! I..... I feel awful!" I collapse in a messy heap and I start to bawl.

HARRY POV.

She broke my broom! I am REALLY MAD!

"You what!?" I command, after she explains what happened.

"I didn't mean to, Harry! I..... I feel awful!" she exclaims. Then she falls to the ground and bawls. The anger stops boiling in me and I look at her. Her hair has gone from waist length, light brown, to waist length blue. I know I upset her, her hair is a mood ring,  and I am being a little harsh, but........... It was my broomstick!

"Scar?" I mumble, feeling horrible with myself.

"I-I-I am s- s- so sorry!" she hiccups. I sit beside her and I hug her. I look at her and my heart breaks. I rock her back and forth, feeling bad. First, I ignored her for the issue with Malfoy, when I should have been screaming at Dumbledore, then I was a prat when she followed me inside, after saving Aileen, and now I'm being a dick because she fell off my broom because of dementors! Can't I do anything right!?

"It's okay." She looks at me, her face shining with tears.

"W-what?"

"It's okay, it was an accident, and it's only a broomstick.." I try my best to sound okay. Immediately, she flings her arms around my neck and hugs me, still hiccuping from sobbing.

I missed these embraces.

I still love this girl.

Draco's POV

I see Harry comforting a bawling Scarlette-Mae and I sigh. He really does love her. But so do I. He can't take her from me when I finally have someone I am happy with.

"It's okay, it was an accident, and it's only a broomstick.." Harry says to her, his voice echoing in the empty hallway. She hugs him and I get jealous. She hasn't even kissed me for a while. I don't know why. Making a choice to trust her with him, I quietly walk off and head to the Common Room. I grab a quill and ink and I get to work.

Scar POV.

"I can't believe he forgave me," I explain to Hermione, while we change for Herbology, "I mean, I felt so.......... relieved! I couldn't resist hugging him!" I feel my face grow hot at that thought- we hugged until our Double Potions class was over, and it had just started.

"So I've heard." she pulls on her gloves and we go to deal with the blasted Biting Tenticula Plant.

"MOTHER FUCKER!" I scream, at the top of my lungs, as one plant gets my shoulder. I wack it with my book and it backs up.

"Let us put this on that!" Professor Sprout exclaims, dropping a bit of purple potion on my stinging arm. The second it makes contact with my skin, I moan in relief. I feel the potion wash the poison out of my system.

"Thanks, Professor!" I exclaim. She nods and walks towards Neville, whom is being eaten by the Tenticula- it sneaked up on him and managed to get half his body in it's mouth before anyone else noticed.