Bad Romance

Boy Toys

-From Tom's POV-

"MALFOY WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!" I shout at him. I can feel myself enraged. He turns to me with wide eyes and a furrowed eyebrow.

"I don't know!" he says.

"I thought we discussed earlier." I lower my voice because I don't want to draw more attention to the scenario.

"Correct. And I never talked to her. Never looked at her, nothing. She initiated that." he explains to me.

"And you just accepted??" I snap back.

"Yes, I did." he says. "Plus, you have Vanessa, why are you so mad?" he asks. I look over to Vanessa who is watching the whole fight unfold, confused.

"He's got a point." she says. I just sit back in my seat, still staring at Draco and clench my jaw. Vanessa goes back to blabbering about whatever it was that she was talking about. 98% of the time she talks, I don't listen. I can't be bothered to waste my precious time hearing an imbecile talk about imbecile things.

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-From your POV-

I had headed back to my dorm after my performance at Tom's table so I could go get ready to fly with Draco. I didn't really want to go out with Draco. But if it meant I had a scheme running, especially against Tom, I was all for it. I was in the dorm room by myself until I hear a familiar hot-headed boy stomp in. "What the hell is wrong with you?" Tom shouts.

"Why yes! Of course you can come in Tom!" I say in a fake-welcoming voice.

"What is wrong with you, Sorcier?" he asks still annoyed.

"Nothing. He proposed something to do and I'm bored." I say while sitting on my bed, pulling on a different pair of socks. He stops for a minute and gets flustered.

"What about us practicing Parseltongue tonight?" he asked, still flustered. I finished pulling up my socks and tying my shoes before standing up so I was now face to face with him. We were so close I could see his eyes trying to sort his own emotions out.

"Raincheck? I have a hot date to get to." I say in a flat tone. I start to walk around him, grabbing my robe and my broom, then tucking my wand into my stocking before I feel his hand on my wrist. I turn and look at him.

"What's your game here, Y/n?" he asks me in a calm tone.

"My name is Sorcier to you." I say flatly before pulling my wrist away and leaving my room. I go to the Common Room where Draco is sitting, nervously tapping his foot and fidgeting with his cuff links. He jumps up and smiles when he sees me walk in. I flash him a forced smile. "Draco!!" I lean over and give him another half-assed hug to make the performance even better.

"You look lovely, as always." he says nervously. I give another fake smile.

"Oh calm down, Draco!" I could vomit right now. Flirting with Malfoy was never a goal of mine, but I do appreciate an evil scheme.

"Shall we?" he raises up his arm and I nod and take it. We begin walking out of the common room and into the corridors to go through the one of the hidden exits that lead to a shortcut to the Quidditch field. I couldn't help but notice Tom standing in one of the corridors, with his arms crossed, no emotion, and leaning against an archway. Just watching us leave.

We spend about an hour just practicing flying and different tricks while chatting. Mostly Draco shyly flirting and giggling with me like a small school girl, and me just playing along for the sake of the act. Eventually, we land on the ground and head back inside as curfew approaches and as the temperature drops.