Draco’s New Lover
Chapter 4: Old Faces
Draco found himself looking forward to dinner, but also dreading it just as much. He was standing in his bathroom just staring at himself in the mirror. How had his life gotten so different? So much had happened in the past 24 hours and he was exhausted. Both physically and emotionally, even though so much had happened already, they had just touched the surface of what was to come.
As he made his way to the great hall, he accidently bumped into his best friend, Pansy Parkinson. “Where the hell have you been? And more, why the hell was she with you and in your room?!” Pansy looked like she was going to attack him, and to be perfectly honest, she was kind of scary. “Calm down would you?” he shot her a look “She was just helping me with some stuff” he said coolly. “SOME STUFF?! WHAT KIND OF STUFF?” she demanded. She was really starting to scare him. It was no secret that Pansy Parkinson - whom he had known for what seemed like forever – had a crush on him. “Loo” he hadn’t even been able to start the sentence before she cut in. “You shouldn’t be hanging out with a girl like that! She’s bad, between you and me, I heard that she’s already been initiated” she lowered her voice so only he could her. “She’ll kill you as soon as she smiled at you, and she’s ugly and I heard she’s not very bright and apparently she’s had sex like well I don’t know the numbers but it’s a lot” Draco found himself wanting to protect her, defend her. “Oh really, and I suppose you know her like the back of your hand then?” that shut her up “She’s not like that really” he said quietly. Pansy stared at him. “And you know her so well then don’t you? She’s not good for you Draco! You should be with someone like me! Not some ugly little who” Draco had had enough. He shoved her up against the wall. “You mind your tongue, it’s going to get you in a whole lot of trouble” He had her up against the wall with his hand clasped around her throat. She looked terrified. She was sure she was going to die.
A hand clasped down on Draco’s shoulder and he almost hit it off until he realized whose hand it was. Pansy eyes went wide. Despite what she had previously said, even she had to admit, Melissa was beautiful. “Draco come on, you’re going to attract a crowd, let her down. Come on calm down” she spoke quietly and soothingly in his ear, so only he could hear her. “You didn’t hear what she was saying,” he said through gritted teeth. Melissa moved her hand down his arm until it was over his own. “I did hear what she was saying, thank you for defending me, but you don’t need to. I’m used to having rumors spread about me. Let go Draco, come on” she said soothingly. But he couldn’t for some reason he couldn’t let Pansy go. “No. She has to learn that she can’t just go around saying things” Thankfully all of this was happening in a nearly abandoned hallway, so they weren’t drawing a crowd. “Then I guess I’ll just have to” She placed her lips on his and moved her hands so they were around his neck. He almost immediately let go of Pansy’s neck. When he did let go Melissa moved away. “I had a feeling that would work.” She mumbled to herself.
Pansy looked at Melissa wide-eyed, “Why did you make him let go?” She asked. “Because I’d rather not have to clean up someone else’s mess.” She said coolly, but now it was her turn. She grabbed Pansy so that she was holding her the same way Draco had been holding her. She leaned in very close before speaking. “But I have no problem cleaning up my own mess” Pansy screamed and Melissa let go laughing. She looked up at Pansy from where she was doubled over from laughter. “You should have seen your face! Oh, I wish I had had a camera with me to take a picture of it! You actually thought I’d do that? Kill you right here, in the castle? I’d like to think I have a little more sense than that!” Melissa said while trying to stop laughing. She suddenly stood up though and immediately stopped laughing. She was completely silent and serious. Just by looking at her, both Pansy and Draco knew that she was concentrating on something.
