The Untold Story of Persephone Weasley 🔅DRACO MALFOY

The Untold Story of Persephone Weasley - 21

(draco and persephone have a moment!!
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Persephone skips up to her Hufflepuff friend, a smile on her face.

"Oh no, what do you want?" Cedric looks at her, a playful suspicious look on his pretty face.

"Im not here for anything, i just wanted to give you something." Persephone smiles innocently.

"And that is?" Cedric raises an eyebrow.

"Here." She pulls out the two badges she had gotten earlier from Draco.

He takes it and looks at it. He, yet again, raises an eyebrow at the redhead. "You know i can't wear this, don't you, Sephy?"

"Please? For me?" She pouts.

He sighs, giving in. "Okay, fine."

A grin makes its way onto Sephy's pale face.

"I'll see you later then?" 

"Of course, see you." Persephone gives the boy a kiss on his cheek, before turning away.

"Oh, Cedric?" The redhead turns back, looking at him once more. "You have lipstick on your cheek." And with that, she walks back to her friends, her red hair and robe trailing after her.

Cedric licks his thumb, wiping away the red tint before anyone could see.

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Draco and Sephy were now sitting in a tree, looking at Potter and Weasley argue.

"I wonder what they're arguing about." Sephy raises a curved eyebrow at the two.

"Who cares?" Draco chuckles. "How is that carrot related to you? He's the ugliest on the planet, and you're stunning, I don't get it." 

"Me neither." Persephone sighs.

They spot Harry walking away from Ron angrily.

"Why so tense Potter?" Draco asks tauntingly as the two jump down from the tree, Draco gripping Sephy's hand as she does. "My father, Persephone and I have a bet you see. We don't think you're gonna last ten minutes in this tournament. He disagrees. He thinks you wont last five." 

"I don't give a damn about what you, Persephone or your father thinks, Malfoy. He's vile and cruel, you're just pathetic. And don't let me get started on you, Persephone. Your parents hate your guts. No, your whole family wants you dead." Harry sneers.

Persephone is in shock for a short moment, but it's soon replaced with anger.

She takes a step closer to the Gryffindor, smiling wickedly. She leans over to his ear and whispers, "Well, at least I'm not a dirty little orphan who was raised by pigs."

She takes a step back, a psychotic grin on her face. But what she didn't see was Draco pull out his wand ready to attack Harry, only to be turned into a ferret by Professor Moody. 

"I'll teach you to cast when someone's back is turned." Mad Eye casts his wand at Draco.

Persephone gasps as her bestfriend is bounced around in ferret form. She watches, horrified.

She turns back to look at Potter, to see him laughing. She remembers what he said about her.

"your whole family wants you dead."

all of a sudden, her fist magically makes contact with his face. it's just so punchable.
he falls to the floor dramatically. she leans down next to him.

"that's, for insulting me. who do you think you are? some saint? you're just like the rest of us. yeah, you survived the killing curse. but so did i."

harry looks at her confused. what was she talking about?

she moves her curled red hair to the side, showing him the identical scar he had, but hers was on her neck.

"are we-" he starts, but is cut off by sephy.

"i don't know, but i was obviously there. maybe your parents were babysitting me, i don't fucking know, okay?"

she grabbed his chin roughly, "I swear to God, if you ever  speak of this, you're dead."

she stands up, hearing draco say the old "my father will hear about this" before he runs away.

persephone rolls her eyes, walking after draco.

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"what the fuck was that?" persephone asks draco, walking into the empty common room after him.

"you saw what happened. that crazy mad eyed man turned me into a ferret." draco exclaims, spinning around to face her.

"don't worry, you were a cute little ferret." she teases, pinching his cheek, making him pout at her.

"shut up." he mumbles, slapping her hand away. he goes and sits down on the empty couch.

"hey, all teasing aside. are you okay?" persephone sits next to him.

"yeah, fine." he dismisses, his head turned away from her.

"dray, im your best friend. i know wjen you're lying." she puts a hand on his shoulder.

he finally looks at her, his eyes burning with tears.

"oh, draco." she pulls him into a hug, her pale hand playing with his white blonde locks softly.

"am i a horrible person?" he asks quietly.

"no, you're just putting on an act to please your father, aren't you?" she asks, but it sounded more like a statement.

"i don't know, i just want him to see that im not weak."

"yeah, you're a real softie on the inside." she teases, chuckling lightly.

"I'm not soft." he lies.

they go into a comfortable silence, the only sound is their soft breathing.

"i love you, you know that?" he speaks up quietly.
"i love you too. you're the only person that i can trust with anything." she replies.

"what about blaise?" he spat the boys name.

"him and pansy have grown closer, haven't they? or is it just me?" she asks.

"yeah, i've noticed too." draco says. maybe she suspects something is happening between them?

"yeah, i like it. my best friend and my boyfriend are best friends too." he didnt even need to look at her to see she was smiling,

"you don't suspect there's anything going on between them?"

"no, i thought pansy liked you?"

Draco just sighs. Persephone was really oblivious.