Draco Malfoy 🐍🥵

Chapter 2

I hurry off outside.

“Where are you going mud blood, gone to find your mummy, oh wait you don’t have one” he snickers.  

I stop, I never expected him to go that far. I turn around and let everyone pass me to so that Draco and I are alone in the hallway.  I stare at him bewildered.  

“Your such an asshole Malfoy, just leave me alone,” I hiss

“Did your filthy muggle mummy and daddy never teach you manners” he continues. I cower under the weight of his words, but I can still feel the anger build up inside of me.

“I’m surprised that whoever killed you muggle gits didn’t kill you and your filthy-“

I whip out my wand, and without even calling out an enchantment, I shoot a blue beam at draco causing him to be shot back and slid across the floor. He scrambles to his feet, but I flick my wand again and he stumbles back. He whips out his own wand and shouts an incantation at me, I wave my wand with ease, blocking all his spells. I step towards him with each block and he stumbles back again until his back it against the wall. I hold my wand up to his neck pressing it incher his chin. He whimpers under the pressure of my wand on his windpipe. I begin to call out a spell.

“Y/N STOP” I hear Cedric’s voice call out to me, breaking my dangerous thoughts. Stumbled back out of breath, loosening the pressure of my wand but keep it pressed to Draco’s neck. I turn back to Cedric, my face hot and streaked with tears. My wand hand drops from Draco’s neck and I collapse to the floor, crying in a heap. Cedric runs to me and tries to comfort me but I shrug him away.

“I just need to be alone right now,” I whisper to no one in particular.

I attempt to collect myself and get up, but I just sob harder as I run away from the to boys into a random room. I press my back up against the cold stone wall of a storage cupboard. I pull out my wand again and pear at it. How was I able to perform spells without even saying them, how was I able to perform spells that I have not learnt. I hear someone jiggle open the handle. Expecting it to be Cedric, I widen my eyes to see Draco standing in front of me. His face is still scowling but there is a certain softness to his features now.

“Why do you do this” I say, harsher than I meant to.

“What?” he hisses.

“People aren’t born evil you know, you aren’t a bad person, your dad is a bad person, Voldemort is a bad person, you are not.” “You think that you don’t have a choice, but you do, you’re just too scared to make one” I say.

Draco frowns and I see fear catch in his eyes, but he hides it with anger.

“My dad is not a bad person” he growls. I pause

“Well he killed my parents,” I say, my throat dry and choked up.

The room goes silent. Draco opens his mouth to say something but instead he just walks out, closing the door and leaving me alone in the storage room.