Lie To Me

Part 5

Kit King
He was such a prick. No, he was way worse than just a prick. I hated him with everything in me.

I was sat in the common room with Blaise, Crabbe and Goyle, while they chatted away I stayed silent, thinking bout the bruises that were now forming on my wrist from where Malfoy had grabbed me earlier.
Looking at them made the temper inside of me grow. But I had to swallow it down. For my safety and for everyone else's. But if Malfoy got hurt, that would be fine with me.
"What about you Kit?" Blaise asked, nudging my shoulder, taking me out of my trance of hatred for Malfoy.
"I wasn't listening." I sighed folding my arms across my chest.
"Who was your first boyfriend?" He asked and I raised an eyebrow, looking between all three of them.
"God you gossip too much for my liking. Besides, you really think I've ever had a boyfriend?" I asked and all three boys looked surprised.
"You haven't?"
"No! I don't trust you men. And boys have never liked me. They're always too scared of either me, or my parents." I sighed and looked away into the fire.

Sometimes I think that it's my parents fault that I haven't had a normal childhood. But then I think back to what happened in my previous schools and I realise that it's no ones fault but my own. It was my own fault. I should have kept it under control.

"Draco come sit. We're interrogating Kit as to why Shes never had a boyfriend." Blaise said and I turned to send him a glare.
"You've never had a boyfriend? Oh come on King that's pathetic." Malfoy smirked and I just turned away from him, feeling as if I could explode if I looked at his face any longer.
"King, I need to talk to you."
I turned back round and just stared.
"No." I said quickly.
"King seriously I need to talk to you...please." Malfoy said again and I noticed the three boys eyes widen as he said please.
I bit my lip and begrudgingly got up off of the couch and followed Malfoy who had already started walking out of the common room.

I stayed a few paces behind him as we walked, not wanting to talk to him any more than I had to. Not that I wanted to talk to him at all.
He stopped walking and turned to me as we got to the black lake. I still kept my distance.
"Would you come here?"
"No."
"Please would you come and stand with me?" He said and I growled internally and stomped over to stand opposite him.
I once again folded my arms over my chest and put a blank expression on my face.

He told me he wanted to talk to me but he wasn't saying anything. Some talker he was. Yet I was surprised. Firstly by the fact that he didn't just say what he wanted to say infront of the boys, secondly because he wasn't being as much of a prat as he had been and lastly because he almost seemed nervous.

I raised an eyebrow at him but he wasn't looking at my face. He reached on of his hands out and, being surprisingly gentle, took my forearm in his hand and rolled up my sleeve lightly.
"What's that?" He asked and seemingly examined the circular bruise that was around my wrist.
"Your doing. From when you grabbed me earlier in the hallway." I said and pulled my arm away from his touch.
"I did that?" He asked quietly.
"Don't be surprised. You knew you were grabbing me hard enough to hurt me." I scoffed but he shook his blonde hair.
"No. I wouldn't want to hurt you."
"Bullshit. You've wanted to hurt me every since I got here."
"I'm sorry."
I couldn't quite believe what I had heard. And I had to ask him to say it again just to make sure that my ears were not playing tricks on me.
He sighed and held his head up to look at me.
"I said I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." He repeated and I nodded slowly.
Was everyone wrong?
Did Draco Malfoy really have a soft spot?