Cold Hands

Chapter 8: Truth or Dare.

His hands slid to the back of your head, tangling his fingers in your hair.

You let out a soft groan.

Suddenly, he stood up.

"Draco what are you-" You stared at him, a part of you wanting more.

"We can't. Just- just stay away from me for now on." His voice started quiet, eventually growing.

You swiftly stood up, now facing him.

"I shouldn't have done that. We can't do that!" He yelled at you now, making you flinch.

Quietly nodding your head, he walked out of the room.

You wanted to follow him so bad. You wanted to find the meaning of what he had just yelled at you for. You wanted to scream at him for yelling at you. But your eyes felt heavy.

"How am I still tired?.." You mumbled.

You waited a couple of minutes before leaving, so you wouldn't bump into Malfoy on your way back to your dorm.

Once you made it to the common room, you heard voices laughing inside and you mentally cursed to yourself. You stepped inside, avoiding eye contact with the group.

"Oh look, it's the star themselves!" Goyle cried out, "Say, Y/n.. Why don't you come over here?"

Bloody hell. 

"Piss off. I'm not in the mood." You shot him a glance, but quickly looked down when you saw both Blaise and Draco glaring at Goyle.

"Aw.. What's got you so angry? I'd think you'd be happy right about now." Crabbe joined in.

You could feel your anger boiling to the surface again, and there was no stopping it this time.

"Then i guess you're dumber than you look." You snapped.

You could hear the group laughing at your insult, cheering you on.

Suddenly you felt someone's hand pushing your back, making you move to the group.

"Give it a rest. I'm trying to-" You tried yanking the hand away, but they simply pushed you onto the large green couch.

You tried to stand, but someone pulled your hair back, making you wince and sit back down.

"I'm bored. I say we play a little game called, Truth or Dare." Pansy grinned, earning a glare from you.

You pushed yourself to the far end of the couch.

"Maybe another day." Draco quickly replied, before standing from the couch.

"You're no fun. Everyone else wants to play." Pansy grabbed onto Draco's arm.

"Actually-" You tried to stand, but once again your hair was pulled.

You felt someone's face come close to the back of your neck.

"I think it's the least you could do for making me look like an idiot back there." Blaise's familiar voice made every muscle in your body tense.

"Y/n, truth or dare?" Pansy had a strange look on her face.

"Go to hell."

"Fine. I dare you to go with Blaise to his dorm." She raised an eyebrow at you, "If that's okay with you Blaise?"

Obviously he'd say no.

"Of course it's fine with me." You felt a hand squeeze your shoulder.

Draco scoffed.