Cold Hands

Chapter 3: Rings.

(I suggest listening to After Hours by The Weeknd while reading this;) yw in advance)

Laying on your bed, you stared at your ceiling. Although the sun had set a long time ago.. You found yourself no where close to becoming tired. As if that wasn't how it had always been, you thought. You decided to sneak into the common room and maybe, just maybe, get some reading by the fire done.

 As you slipped into the common room, you let out a quiet sigh. The fire was simmering down, leaving the burnt wood steaming, and your heart stinging. You plopped down on the large green sofa and tucked your knees to your chest. Hot tears fell down your cheeks and as you were trying to figure out the cause of them, you heard someone cough behind you. Quickly wiping your tears away, you turned to face where the cough had come from. 

"Someone's up extra late." Draco sneered, leaning against the door frame that led to the boy's dormitories. 

"Didn't daddy ever teach you to not sneak up on people?" You huffed, turning back to face the now dead fire. 

You could feel him roll his eyes from across the room.

"Earlier today, i was teasing you. Don't think i meant any of it, mudblood." Draco cautioned, before walking to the front of the couch so he was standing in front of you.

"Like i could ever take you seriously, Malfoy." You quietly laughed. 

You didn't dare look at him when you said it, though. 

"Uh huh. You seemed to take me desperately serious at dinner, didn't you?" Draco said, tilting your chin up with his wand.

You stared coldly into his silver eyes, pleading silently for him to leave you alone. 

"Or maybe i'm imagining things.." He raised his left eyebrow as he said this.

Reaching your fingers up to his wand, he quickly yanked your hand away, squeezing it tightly. Almost too tight. Almost.

"Dray..." You said sheepishly.

His eyes widened, loosing his grip on his wand.

You grinned widely before grabbing his wand and throwing it to the ground. Sliding out of his grasp, you reach for your wand. It's not there.. 

"Looking for something? I must say, that was an impressive distraction. But i guess mine are just better. Get over it, Mudblood..." A sly smile spread across his lips as he held your wand in his hand, dangling it in the air. 

Now you were the one left wide eyed. 

This expression quickly filled with anger. You charged toward him, trying to get your wand back. He held it above your head, teasing you. He wasn't going to win that easy. The harder you'd try to get it back, the higher he would hold it. Suddenly, he lost his footing and fell on his butt. Opening your eyes, you found yourself cushioned against someones chest and in between their legs. 

You swiftly looked up to see Draco staring down at you. A confused yet.. embarrassed.. No, disgusted look plastered all over his face. 

You briskly pulled away from him, but not before whispering in his ear.

"You were saying, Dray?" You smugly looked at him as you stood up, wand in hand. "Don't get too cocky on me now."

Draco looked you up and down quickly, mouth hung open.

"You.. You.." He stammered.

"Common Dray, I was only teasing you. Don't think i.. meant anything by it." You twisted your wand in your fingers, turning your heel and heading to the entrance of the dormitories.

Turning your head once more, you scoffed seeing Draco still on the floor. 

It felt good to know what you said had left him speechless. Although it would have felt a lot better if you had waited to hear what he did have to say. To late now.. 

The Next Morning

You grinned ear to ear as you sat down beside Blaise for breakfast. 

"You're awfully happy this morning." Blaise said, returning your smile. "So you going to tell me why?"

"Nope."

As Blaise talked about the weird dream he had had the previous night, you couldn't help but notice how Draco watched you. 

A part of you regretted what you had done, but the other half wanted to see him like that more often.. Wtf- you hated that boy. What were you saying?

"Hey Blaise.." You bit the inside of your lip. "What do you think of this ring i found?" 

You held up your finger and showed Blaise the silver ring. It had carvings shaped like snakes wrapping around it. 

Glancing at Draco, you let out a quiet giggle. His eyes were glued onto yours, before turning down to his hands, a ring short. 

"I think it suits me. Don't you?" Blaise nodded, obviously paying minimal attention to your hand, and more to his plate full of food in front of him.

It did't bother you though, because the only person you had wanted to hear what you said was staring daggers at you from across the table.