Let it be • Draco Malfoy

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My stomach turned as we all watched Harry's body fall from the sky, George grabbed my hand and I quickly looked over to Hermione and Ro, who's smiles had dropped from their faces. Dumbledore stopped him from smacking into the ground, using his wand to gently place him onto the field. The game stopped as teachers rushed onto the field, he was out cold. George let go of my hand to rush down to Harry, while I stared at the sky watching as the shadow moved behind the white clouds. I shivered slightly and let my head drop forward, suddenly overwhelmed by something. I swallowed harshly before making my way down to the pitch where Harry was being lifted off.

"What's wrong? You look awfully pale." Fred asked as him and George walked by each of my side.

"Well, apart from watching one of my best friends almost fall to his death. I've got an iffy feeling in my stomach." I said and George laughed.

"Iffy?" he questioned and I just rolled my eyes. We were thrown out of the hospital room almost as soon as we got there, Madame Pomfrey told us to come back soon. George had decided to go with Ron and Hermione, while I still felt queasy, so I decided to make my way out to the courtyard.

"It's pathetic really, how everyone swarmed to help Potter." I turned to see Draco walking into the courtyard. I took a second to take in what his face actually looked like, his expression was cold but his eyes were sad.

"He survived at the hands of Voldemort, of course people value his life. Everyone had waited there whole life to meet the boy who lived." I said, sitting on the edge of the fountain, looking back up to Draco again. "Why do you hate him so much, because daddy told you to?" I asked and he looked at me angrily.

"The world revolved around Potter, but he's nothing more than a waste of air." He said with pure anger and I just shook my head.

"Draco," I said gently and he turned to me, the anger slowly draining from his face. "Just stop," I said and began to walk back into the building but he called out to me again.

"Don't you ever wonder why your brother got sorted into Slytherin?" He asked and I froze, my breath catching in my throat as I paused for a second. "Why you had to beg the sorting hat to sort you into Hufflepuff." He said and I bowed my head.

"You are a terrible person, Draco Malfoy," I whispered and he stood up straight as I made my way into the building, Helios was waiting for at the door. He peered behind me before the door closed to see who was out there with me.

"What were you talking to him about?" He asked and I shook my head.

"He was just annoyed about Harry," I answered, not letting my gaze meet Helios's. I felt sick to my stomach, Draco's questions sending my brain into overdrive. "Have you been to see him?" I asked and he nodded.

"Yeah, he was asking where you were," Helios spoke softly, he knew there was something else going on in my mind. I stopped and nodded.

"I think I'll go see him now, make sure he's okay," I said walking backwards, Helios nodded and waved me off while I made my way to the hospital wing. When I entered, there was no one else here visiting Harry so I made my way over to his bedside.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" I asked and he sat up slightly, looking at me with a smile.

"Sore, but I'm okay. It was scary, I can't shake the feeling that I felt." He spoke quietly and I nodded. "What's on your mind?" He asked pretty suddenly and I looked at him confused. "Oh come on, over 3 years I think I'd know you pretty well by now." He said and I smiled.

"Since this whole thing with Sirius Black, I've been having these strange feelings. Almost like a settled feeling, Helios has been feeling it too, I know it. I'm scared Harry, I don't know what's going on." I said and before he could speak, Professor Lupin approached us both. His gaze lingered on me for a second before he looked at Harry.

"Ah Harry, good to see you are okay," Lupin said and I smiled and stood. "Oh sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt," Lupin said and I shook my head with a smile.

"It's alright, I really should be off. Have lots to do." I said and Harry smiled, I placed a kiss to his forehead before smiling at Lupin again. As I walked to the common room, I was distracted by my own thoughts. That I didn't even notice Draco walk out in front of me and I guess neither did he, because we collided quickly, sending each other flying back.

"Fucking hell," I whispered under my breathe. I was wearing Hufflepuff knee-high socks and a black skirt, I groaned in pain as I held my knee where I'd collided with the floor.

"Watch where you're going next time Watson." He mumbled angrily as he dusted off his clothes. I rolled my eyes and pulled myself up, straightened myself out.

"The same could be said to you." I bit back and he scoffed. His gaze fell on my knee which was now scraped and bruised.

"You bruise quickly." He said absent-mindedly. I nodded staring down at my own knee.

"I get it from my mum." Taking a second to figure out why I had said that, Draco just nodded simply. He nodded at me before walking off and I was left alone for a second to figure out what had just happened. Slowly I walked back to the common room where George was sat on the sofa, reading his book with a smile on his face.

"What happened to your knee?" He asked when he saw it and I shrugged, sitting on the sofa next to him, propping my foot up on the coffee table.

"I fell," I answered with a shrug.