An Unhealthy Addiction (Draco X Reader)

Chapter 10

I stared at him. The weirdest part was that I didn't even have an urge to make fun of him or be rude.
"Yes. I mean sure. I'd like that," that sentence that had surged out of my mouth before I could think better of it would prove to be the best and worst mistake I would ever make.

He smiled at me and nodded.

"I am sorry about Potter. He'll be okay. I can't stop hating him though, I don't think I ever will, he's not even here to protect you when you need it most," Malfoy looked at the fire, avoiding my eyes. I didn't even realize it but soon I was fighting back tears. I could feel the blondes eyes looking at me. Before I could think better of it I turned and hugged him, burying my face in his chest. He smelled of mint and class. I could feel his arms engulf me as he protected me from what he had needed to the most, myself.

"He thinks I can hardly protect myself. " I didn't know if he could understand me because I had not moved my head so all my words were muffled by his robes.

"Slytherin is your home. It was always meant to be. Gryffindor isn't. They aren't loyal as we are. Merlin, if Potter wasn't such a blood traitor..." I pulled away from him. Class, Snape is gonna be so angry at me. I shot up and grabbed Malfoys hand, attempting to drag him down to class. I wasn't getting anywhere, his tall and fit stature easily stopped me from moving him to where I needed to go.

"Class, just cause I'm a Slytherin absolutely does not mean that Snape likes me," He smirked at my comment.

"Not to mention that's the only class your not above me in,"

"I fully intend on changing that,"

"Let's skip for today. we have lots to talk about anyways. I can tutor you tonight, in all your other classes you'll be fine," I thought about this and slowly nodded. This time he started walking and easily pulled me along. He pulled me outside and I felt the cold air slap my face. I hadn't been outside in at least 3 days, but I missed the fresh air. Given that it was February unless Harry had a quidditch game I wouldn't have outside as my first option of places to go. We walked until were halfway across the lake, there was a bench that looked absolutely freezing and I prayed that we wouldn't sit there. So of course, Malfoy pulled me right along to sit on the bench. We sat each on separate sides.

"Man, our parents huh," it was an awkward start but I needed some conversation.

"Death eaters all the way isn't it," he had a sad smile. If only he knew,

"I'm pretty sure my parents think of me as a pawn in their plans," I wanted to open up to Malfoy so I planned on telling him everything I could without hating myself and having him hate me.

"It's always been me and my mother. My father has never taken the time to know or learn to love me," I knew exactly how he felt. I hated to admit it but we were more similar than probably either of us would ever know.

"Do you really like Parkinson?" I had to know the scoop on that girl.

"She's horrid. An absolute insult to purebloods," I giggled at this given that she uses Malfoy as a life source. "It's not funny! I can't go anywhere,"

"Yes it is. Imagine having a girl drool over you. I guess you don't have to given the amount of girls that have followed you around this year," this made him laugh.

"They do have good reason to. I have to be the hottest catch given that that dumb Potter caught the only girl in the school that I can't have," I could tell he was joking but a tint of pain hinted into his words.

"Now what makes you think you can't?" I slid closer to him, and put my chin in my hands. Wondering what he might say.

"Well to begin with you were undoubtedly rude to me giving me no reason to give you much of a chance when you came. I regretted it when we came back for 5th year and you had become beautiful, funny, witty, loyal, smart. A perfect Slytherin. Somehow Potter lucked out. I'll never understand it," his eyes had become almost near silver, he wanted me to try to help him understand.