I am damaged//drarry

Chapter 4

A wave of heavy perfume washed over Draco's senses before he was almost knocked off his feet by a large mass. Draco looks down to see a black bobbed girl wrapped his chest.

"Merlin Pansy, let the poor boy breath"

Draco looked up to see Blaise walking down the stairs, he also the 'golden trio' a few steps behind him. He didn't hate the Gryffindorks but he was that excited for their existents either. Blaise had made his way down the stairs and was now in the process of trying to pry Pansy of Draco's chest.

Once Pansy had been fully removed and Draco could breath again he look up the stairs at the Gryffindors and saw Potter was sending Pansy death stares and Granger was beaming at Pansy

'What the actual fuck? I mean I can understand why Potter is glaring, hating Slytherins and all that shit, but why does Granger look so..... OH SHIT'

Draco quickly whipped his head towards Pansy only to see the same 'I just chugged 3 bottles of butterbeer and didn't throw up straight away" smile that Granger had, this will be interesting.

Silently Draco made eye contact with Blaise and Pansy, and together they all walked into the Great Hall without saying a word, it was quite impressive actually.

Only once in the hall and seated at the Slytherin table did an actual conversation start,
"Sooo Pansy, you seemed pretty happy this morning" Draco made sure to have direct eye contact and a little smirk, just for good measure.

All Pansy did in response was blush and flip Draco off, which for a Slytherin could mean one of two things. First option was that they were too busy contemplating your murder to actually talk to you or second option was that it was something secret and personal. Ya know, the juicy stuff.

Draco knew that Pansy was fully capable of murdering him in his sleep, and if she really wanted to she would've, she's had 18 years to do it. So that means it's something personal and Draco being the good 'big brother', he obviously had to dig a little deeper.

"Hey, Pansy do you have a crush on Granger?"

"Do you have a crush on Potter?"

Shit, that was fast.

"I asked first,"

"Wow Draco that's mature,"

"Says the girls who's procrastinating about answering a simple little question,"

Pansy opens her mouth to retaliate but quickly closes it again. Blaise hadn't said anything throughout this whole thing but was watching the conversation like a badminton game, back and forth, back and forth.

By this time, the boy-who-lived had walked through the doors and was now heading over to the Gryfindor table, then two other people in the golden trio walked through and fellowed Potter over to their table.

Draco stared to serve himself the usual small lunch, when he heard a very colourful sentence followed by more profanities before he saw Potter shoot off his seat his seat and made his way over to the exit but before he walk out he spun on his heel and yelled his friends

"FUCK YOU RONALD WEASLEY!" Potter bellowed while simultaneously flipping off the said Weasly, with that spun on his heel again and stormed out the Grand Hall.

Draco started to cackle at Weasley shell-shocked face and Granger's glare that could kill a man, which was now full force on Weasley.

Granger then stood up and went after Potter, but what really set off Draco was when She-Weasel stood up walked down the table to where her brother was, face full of rage and determination and proceeded to hit him over the head then she slapped him across the cheek. Draco started to laugh so hard, he almost cried! She-Weasel started to yell at her brother but only snippets made their way over to the Slytherin table because most of the Great Hall was now either laughing or talking about what just happened concerning the 'golden trio'.

After about more 10 minutes of yelling in between the Weasley siblings, She-Weasel stormed after Granger and Potter. Pansy and Blaise were having a very heated debate over what caused the big argument, but Draco had just started to calm down.

A single owl flew into the Great Hall and landed in front of Draco,

Oh right, I missed the post at breakfast

It wasn't uncommon for owls to fly into the Great Hall during lunch, but sense it flew to Draco, it got a couple stares.

It was a white owl with light brown splashed across its wings and back, but it's chest and face was clear of any colour other than white, it's eyes were large and had a very dark brown colour.

For Draco, the colour black seemed to relate to this owl, yeah a larger mass of black, unruly hair.....

What the fu-

So first Potter storms out of the hall, now his owl is at the Slytherin table..... with a letter to Draco?!

"Who's the letter from Draco?" Blaise questioned.

"Looks like a love letter if you ask me," Pasny smirked,

"Yeah, will, no one asked you, did they Pansy? So shove off," Draco took the letter, gave the bird some bacon from Blaise's plate and it flew away. Blaise glared at him, while Draco starred at the letter in his hand.

Everything was written in green ink, like the Hogwart letters everyone gets and it was sealed with red wax but it had a crest Draco doesn't recognise, the parchment had a yellowish tint to it but so did most parchment you could buy.

Even though this letter wasn't much to look at, it seemed to hold this air of importance, like it would change the course of his year.

Draco slipped the letter into his pocket, 'I'll read it later'. Now he just has survive the day so he can read it later. Draco looks up from his plate to scan the hall, what was he scanning for? He didn't know but he would know when he saw it.

Not see anything that took his interest, Draco stood up and look down at his friends,
"I'll see you guys later,"

They both just nodded their heads, so the Slytherin walked away from his table and out of the Great Hall, he was about to walk out to the black lake, like he does every Sunday, but he heard muffled words and muffled sobs?

Draco looked around for the source of these sounds and soon he was lead to the statue of the one-eyed witch. Draco did a loop around the statue and couldn't find the source of the sounds, so he pressed his ear against the cold concrete and listened. The sounds were coming from the inside!

The Slytherin looked the statue for a way to get inside, and there! Up on the hump of the one-eyed witch was a slab of concrete that was on a weird angel, part for it on top of another slab. Draco looked around to make sure no on was coming out of the hall. No one was.

Draco climbed his was to the top and moved the slab out of the way. He peered into the darkness that was now flooded with light and saw that he wasn't a far drop, so he jumped.

He landed with a solid thump. Draco looked around, letting his eyes adjust to the sudden darkness.

"Who's there?"

Draco froze, wasn't that She-Weasel's annoying voice.

"Who is it?"

That was Grangers for sure.

"Lumos"

A bright light was being pointed right at him, he could see who was behind the wand but he could only assume it was either Granger or She-Weasel.

"OF FUCKING COURSE, IT'S DRACO FUCKING MALFOY!!!"

a/n
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