The both of us walked into the great hall casually, Harry and Ron has already sat down. I automatically looked over at the Slytherin table, instead of seeing Draco i was greeted with a glare from Pansy Parkinson. She had never liked me, i never cared for her either but she had never purposely gone out of her way to glare at me. Usually she treat me like i was never even there, but i brushed it off, why would i care anyway? Hermione and i sat down at our usual spot, Harry was opposite me and Hermione to my right side. We joined the rambling chatter of the group speaking of things from dragons to potions to muggle jobs. Although none of us had anything against muggles Hermione always seemed to shy away from conversation when they were brought up. In my opinion she should he proud, she isn't a witch because her blood says to, the magic chose her. Plenty of times i've teased Harry over the fact Hermione is the real chosen one but today i subdued my remarks and carried on eating. The food on my plate was all seeming like too much, i peered over at the Slytherin table plenty of times now and i still had no sight of Draco, just plenty of glares from Pansy. I was ready to stand and excuse myself to 'Go back to the common room early', in actual fact i wanted to find him. Time without him seemed to drag and sometimes a couple of hours can feel like days. I placed my fork down and opened my mouth to announce my leave when something else drew my attention. It drew everyone's attention.
"POTTAH" a familiar voice shouted loud above everyone's talking. I jumped out of my skin and shot my head towards the door way where the voice was coming from. Draco was angrily shooting his way down the gap between the Gryffindor and Slytherin table. My heart jumped around in my chest as he got closer, what on earth was going on. Draco didn't stop once he got to Harry, the next thing we all knew; in a flash Harry was out of his seat with his collar tightly gripped by Draco, who right now was seemingly a lot taller. Whispered fluttered around the room looking at the both of them. "So you think it's funny do you trying to have it on with my girl" he shouted letting go of his collar and pushing him. I was glued to my seat, shock pushed me down while my throat closed up preparing me to cry. "D-I-S-fucking hell Draco i don't know what your on about" Harry stuttered backing away from him. Draco's once cocky smirk was now replaced with a blank canvas, the only emotion you could see was anger. I tried to call out his name but my throat was completely blocked.
"Well it caught my ear that last night you tried it on with Lucy" His tone was angry, but still he flinched at his words. I flinched at his words. Draco didn't look at me once, i'm not sure i could bare it if he did. Harry looked though, he looked at me pleadingly, he was very clearly asking for help. Draco's fingers curled and the flashback of Blaise sat on the floor with a bloody face entered my mind, something harry did not deserve. "Draco stop" I launched myself from my seat. He turned to me his face suddenly dropping, not all i could see was emotion. A jumbled mess of anger, pain, disbelief and guilt all in one. "Outside" i suit my finger in the direction of the doors. Everyone was staring, they were before, but now just at me too. Reluctantly Draco followed my order while i rushed round to the other side of the table to harry. I reached him as Draco was still in the room turning back to look at us. "He's a bloody-" Harry began to argue as soon as i got to him. But immediately i cut him off, Draco is not the bad guy in this situation and i won't have anyone tell me other wise. "No Harry, he's not at all. He's been confused and now clearly thinks you have tried things with me. I'd do the bloody same if i were him too" I hissed to him attempting to not cause anymore of a scene by shouting at Harry too. Before Harry could say anymore i turned my back and followed Draco out of the door.
As i got to the end i picked up my pace and rushed toward him. I turned to see him back against the wall staring straight at the roof. "Draco" i spoke softly not wanting to make him jump. He looked at me pain in his once silver eyes. I didn't any anything more, i leaned my back on the wall to the side of him resting my head on his shoulder. "He didn't try anything on with me Draco, i'll be honest he told me he loved me, but i told him that i wanted nothing more than friendship with him, and he knows about you" I said softly and slowly tensing every now and again about his reaction after i said certain words. He didn't react he just stood with my head on his shoulder. "I'm sorry" he professed pushing his head back against the wall "Every time his name is mentioned along with yours i get this feeling in my stomach and i can't help getting angry, and when i heard that he'd well... I couldn't stop myself, not that i wanted to". His voice was calm but you could still hear the pain and anger cracking through sometimes. I pulled my hand out from my pocket and slipped it into his hand, at first his grip was loose and almost non-existent but as i went to open my mouth his fingers clung to me. I was whispering now, even a quiet voice seemed too loud for the moment "Draco you have to understand, Harry is one of my best friends, i love him" Draco turned to me as i said those three words, quickly i corrected them "But with friendship it's a different type of love, i don't want to be with him". Draco relaxed at my words, his free arm grabbed me and pulled me into him, we stood together my head on his chest in the easy calming silence. His heartbeat was fast; loudly thudding through his chest and into my ears. He pushed me close to him and held me tight like i was a bird ready to fly away. I buried my head in his chest, i felt miniature sized compared to him, his tall frame towered above me. The sting scent of his cologne drifted around smelling expensive and posh, the sort of smell that was recognisable as only Draco's. "Do you wanna go somewhere?" he whispered into my hair. I nodded my head slightly and slowly pulled away not wanting to leave his grip.
We walked past the open doors of the great hall; undoubtedly everyone looked at us as we walked by, we didn't care. Why should we? Draco took my hand as i trailed behind as he lead the way. This was something Draco seems to do often, take me places without telling me where. He was mysterious and he knew it, everything about him challenged what i thought i knew. Draco Malfoy was a closed book that no matter how hard you tried to read the first page you could only read the blurb. Every movement, every breath, every look, every word made me fall deeper into the hole of him. But there was one thing i still didn't know yet, something i'm not sure i ever want to know.
What's at the bottom of the hole?
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I want you (Draco Malfoy Love story)
Fanfiction"Maybe you should just stay out of my way" "Fuck off Malfoy" "I want you so much that, god, sometimes it's hard to even breathe around you" "What do you want from me?" He's a Slytherin. You're a Gryffindor. He wants you and no one else can have you...
