Stone Cold ~ Draco Malfoy x reader

I'm Late

"Yeah, he's just a jerk. And that's all he'll ever mean to me."

I pushed past people to try and get to Draco. Finally, I got within a distance where he could hear me.

"Draco," I said loudly. He looked back and when he saw it was me he turned around and kept walking. "Ugh." I groaned as I got stuck behind more people.

Once again I got close enough to him where I could yell.

"Draco Malfoy, hold on-" I said clearly. "Please?" He halted to a stop at the last word making me a bit confused. 

"What do you want Dimwit?" He crossed his arms and turned towards me.

"Here's your quill back." I held it out to him to take but he just glares at it. Thinking.

"Keep it." He said as he met my E/C eyes again and stormed off down to the dungeon. I rolled my eyes in disdain and walked off to try and find Theo and Tracey.

When I found them they were in the library. They had gotten closer, I could tell. Like more than friends close. I liked the idea of them being together since they would be great as a couple. 

They looked up when they saw me but immediately looked back down making me stop. Maybe they didn't want me over there...

I turned to walk back out of the library when I heard Theo yell, "Y/N wait." turning back around, I met his eyes.

"Can we talk?" I nodded and started to walk over to the table. I sat in front of them again, setting my bag on the floor. "So," He took a deep breath before continuing. "We're worried about you." He said slowly but quietly. 

"I'm fine though." I reassured them. "Really, I am."

"NO. No your not." Tracey half-yelled. I was taken aback when she yelled. I hated people yelling at me. "You've been distant. Hanging out with new people. Well, that parts fine but you don't seem yourself. Ever since the train. Did something happen on the train? Or are you still grieving over-" She stopped her sentence before she said his name but I still flinched at the close mention. "him." Tracey said quieter. 

My mind flashed to the train when Draco and I had that fight. The confusion I felt. The two of us got closer at the end of the year last year. I mean it was fun being around him. We almost kissed... Those things he said to me at the end of the year too.

'Don't know you? Like I don't know how you snort when you laugh how you pick and chew your nails when your nervous? Or how you're covering all your pain behind your sarcasm?'

How he knew all those things about me, I will never know. For some reason, though, my heart shattered when he said, 'You think that no matter what, you're this cunning, ambitious, strong woman. But in reality? You're just another broken soul. Another little girl.'

The thoughts were now swarming throughout my head. Bouncing off the walls inside. I guess what happened on the train made it easy to hate him again but now that I think about more and more... maybe I really was falling for the Slytherin prince.

But again maybe I'm just confused. I mean he's always been mean and rude to me. Yeah, he's just a jerk. And that's all he'll ever mean to me. 

From them on I had made a packed with myself. 

"Y/N?" I heard snapping in front of my face waking me out of my trance. 

"Hmm? Oh," I realized I zoned out for a while. 

"Seriously, are you ok?" Theo pushed again.

"Yeah. Yeah. It's just I'm still upset about-" I sighed. "Ced..." I lied. Well, it wasn't really a lie. I still thought about him everyday and the moment replayed in my head constantly. The screams, the yells, the music. It was all traumatizing.

My eyes looked up to a wall and saw a clock. "Shit." I mumbled.

"What?" My two best friends asked.

"I'm late for Quidditch try-outs." I stammered as I grabbed all my stuff quickly. I rushed out of the library and into the closest bathroom to put on try out clothes. I had rarely even been on a broom stick but I was going to do this. Do it for Cedric.