Revenge Is Sweet

Chapter 18

Thursday night, before Saturday's first Quidditch Match

Rose's POV

"DRACONIS LUCIUS MALFOY! What the actual fucking hell?!" I roared as I stepped into the Slytherin common room. See I have just received some interesting news from the twins and Harry that Draco used his fucking fake arm injury to get out of playing against Gryffindor in terrible weather. Fucking chicken. As soon as I roared out his name he bolted to the boys' dormitories. "Girls can enter the Boys section, you idiot! You have some explaining to do MALFOY!" I yelled after him, ignoring the mix of nervous whispers and sniggers in the common room. Everybody knew that they didn't want to be on the receiving end of my wrath. I followed him shortly afterwards and unlocking his dorm room with ease.

 "Valour, out now!" I snapped. "Judging how scared Draco is now, I think I'd rather stay," Jason said amused. "Fine. Draco how could you?! You knew you guys were playing this weekend and you chickened out because of a little storm! Don't give me that bullshit about your arm, we both know it's been healed weeks ago! WHAT THE FUCKING HELL MALFOY?! You could've at least have given them a week notice instead of dropping out at the last minute! Slytherins are supposed to be cunning and ambitious, not bloody cowards! Because that's what you are right now, Draco. A coward who's afraid of a little thunder and water!" I said. Argh. Why do I have to be friends with Slytherin AND Gryffindor?! It's like being the middle man every single time and I'm getting tired of it. "Well?!" I snapped angrily at Draco.

Draco opened and closed his mouth like a fish out of water before finally regaining his senses. "You're right. It was cowardly of me to back out because of a storm. I know it's wrong to use my arm as an excuse but I panicked, okay? I've never played in that type of weather and since I kept my arm in this sling my muscles deteriorated a bit, so I felt nervous about playing. Hell, Harry is the youngest seeker of the century and a bloody good one at that! How am I supposed to compete with him when I'm not even at full strength because of my exaggerated injury?!" he said and I calmed down seeing and hearing Draco's insecurity. That is the equivalent of a Malfoy apology, so that's as good as it will get. I sighed.

"Draco, all of this could've been avoided if you just stopped thinking of getting revenge for something YOU caused. Don't look at me like that, I heard both sides of the story. Approaching Buckbeak like that, WITHOUT bowing and also insulting him...What did you expect to happen? If we were to take into account that event, there was another way to handle your 'injury'. Suck it up and grow a pair. Admit in the most Malfoy-ish way that you fucked up and don't overplay your scratch. Then you would've had equal strength in your arms today instead of one slightly thinner arm. Yes, it's that noticeable Draco. Now, since neither of those two options happened, you only have one option left. Apologise the Malfoy way to the ENTIRE Gryffindor team, especially the twins. They're pretty pissed at you, I wouldn't be surprised if they have a few surprises in store for you. Admit to Harry you'd rather try to beat his ass at full strength and admit you made a dick move. The entire Gryffindor team has to change their whole strategy since they're playing against Hufflepuff who has a whole different tactic than your team. You have tonight to prepare a sincere Malfoy apology, because by the end off tomorrow I expect everything smoothed out, Merlin knows I can't fix it. I'm not that bloody talented!" I said before turning around and went to find Flint. Oh no, I'm not done yet. The whole team is going to feel my wrath tonight.

Draco's POV

I sagged onto my bed as soon as Angelique left. Fuck. I'm an idiot and a bloody coward. Jason Valentine [Yes Draco also knows] cleared his throat and started to speak. "If I may be so bold to suggest -" "No, you may not. Stay out of it," I snapped quietly at him already exhausted. I grabbed my PJ's and went to take a long shower. I'd better start with Fred and George first if I want to survive tomorrow. Once I've gotten dressed I went to my dorm but I was stopped by none other than Hogwarts newest Playboy, Daniel 'Valour'. "Valour, I do not have the strength to handle your flirtatious attempts tonight," I said rubbing my fingers against my forehead. He snorted.

"Relax, Draco. I'm just checking on you. I heard everything. I can imagine she knocked down your ego a bit. Want to talk?" Daniel responded. I had to pinch myself. This can't be happening. Daniel offering help/advice without expecting a one night stand or snog in return? I don't buy it.

"You want to just talk? No nefarious plans? Just talk?" I asked stunned. Daniel let out a spine-tingling chuckle at that. JFC why did I have to have a crush on the Valentine Playboy? Why couldn't it be Blaise or even Theodore Nott? Hell, even Jason is a safer option than HIM.

"No, no evil plans behind this. You have my word. Trust me, we Gifted people take our word seriously," he said in all seriousness. "Come on, I know of a place without prying eyes," Daniel said motioning me to follow him. [Daniel showed him the RoR, Daniel was at Hogwarts during Tom's schooling]

True to his word, we just talked and I found out his Playboy image is just that: an image he hides behind. He also helped me with a Malfoy approved apology for the entire Gryffindor team, so that's a plus. See Malfoy's don't say 'sorry' to anyone, even if we're wrong. Soon I fell asleep (on his shoulder of all places!).

Daniel's POV

After a while, I noticed that Draco was asleep on my shoulder and I gave his sleeping form a small sincere smile. Dam it, he's so bloody adorable. I think I'll spare his heart. He seems like he'd be the type that holds a grudge and are too innocent to ruin. Granted Monroe is too but I just want a snog from her, nothing else. She can keep her virginity, I'd wager the guy who'd be lucky enough has to have a lot of guts before he can thaw her heart. For some reason, I keep thinking she'd be perfect for my twin brother, who isn't on speaking terms with me for the last 200 years. Must be the Valentine gift at work again. Just like I know Fred Weasley would be perfect for my little brother, Jason. Ah, yes our perfect family gift. Right, time to get this sleeping beauty to bed. Good thing my teleportation overrides the Anti-Apparation wards.

"JFC, Daniel! What the hell!" Jason exclaimed when I appeared behind him and I shushed him. His eyes widened in surprise when he noticed the sleeping Malfoy in my arms. "You didn't...."

"No, I didn't. I gave him my word I wouldn't try anything tonight. And I might just extend it to forever while I'm at it," I admitted quietly while putting Draco in his bed. "You care for him...you haven't cared about anybody since -"

"There's no need to remind me why I'm currently a careless ass, Hermes!" I hissed at him angrily. The memory of HER still hurts every time someone brings it up. You'd think a Valentine would notice when he's being used, but no I cared too much to see what's right in front of me. I gave one last look at Draco before heading to bed, this time alone.

Draco's POV

I woke up confused. When did I get into my bed? "Daniel brought you back, he didn't try anything by the way," Jason said answering my thoughts. "Oh, ok. It's the next day isn't it?" I asked fearfully. "Afraid so, yes. Good luck. I'd start with the twins if I were you," Jason said looking worried. "That's the plan, yes," I groaned before mentally giving myself the strength for today.

As I walked down to the common room I caught sight of Daniel and he gave me a small encouraging smile and I nodded my thanks to him before leaving to face the music.

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[A/N: So I added a little more depth into why Daniel is currently an asshole and other stuff that you all noticed. ;) Well now I'm Sirius (sniggers) I won't be updating until Sunday, 12th of July, but I'll try and sneak a chapter in, like a good Slytherin. Hope you like it.]