Paper Planes (Draco Fan Fiction)

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I tip-toe to The Great Hall with pace. I don't like coming out of the dorms or the common room, as the Slytherins area is in the dungeons. It stinks and it's damp, but in a way it's cosy. Outside of our common room it's so frosty, like ice is growing on the outside of the door; but as soon as you step inside you're greeted with a large fire, seeming very welcoming. Our sofas are luxurious and rich, unlike the other houses. Green shades are planted all over the walls, the rugs, the towels in our bathrooms, our bedsheets, everywhere you turn, there's a grassy green colour striking you, which isn't an awful thing i suppose, it's always good to be proud of your house, but I'm not.

My feet clank against the hard, stone flooring loudly, exposing my anxiety as I walk faster alone. Out the corner of my eye I spot platinum blonde hair. I speed up my pace and pray he doesn't disturb me.

As I reach the ginormous door welcoming me into the Great Hall I spot Harry, Ron and Hermione and gracefully walk over to them, relieved I've found my friends. 

Harry has a worried look on his face. Apparently Sirius Black has escaped Azkaban. This was no good news.

I really feel for Harry, he has it so difficult, it seems like every year something new is chasing him or worrying him. The poor bloke can't catch a break. He already has to deal with that hideous scar on his head.

Hermione and I are comforting Harry, trying our best to ease his situation of being hunted down by a crazy man, not really knowing what to say, I mean, what do you say in this sort of situation?  It's difficult to say to Harry "everything will be fine" because Him and I both know, it wont. We both have spoke about how we hate that phrase, because the truth is, things will not be fine until you solve it, until you face it.

Suddenly, I feel someone tap my shoulder.

Malfoy.

I spin around stunned to see him grinning at me.

"What do you want Malfoy?" I bite.

"Just wanted to let you know that you should be looking forward to your letters this year" he says, still smirking at me, almost in a flirty way if I dare think so.

Paper Planes.

"Oh yes, they really brighten up my day. I just adore being insulted by such a prestige brat like you!" I clap my hands sarcastically mocking excitement like a child.

He snickers at my stupidity. "I know you love it, who wouldn't want attention from me?"

Ron and Harry stare at him stunned. Hermione and I both let our jaws drop slightly, as if we're both about to say something.

"Well then, i'm bored of you lot, I don't like being near Mudbloods or Blood Traitors too long, it tires my eyes looking at you. See you soon Y/L/N" he blurted. He thumps his shoulder with mine, causing goosebumps to rise on my arm just from his rough touch.

Did he actually just come up to me? And, speak to me? By himself? And Smile at me?

Why am I letting my thoughts drown in Draco Malfoy, I'm actually going insane. This is what he wants, he wants me to be anxious around him, to bite back. It's his new method of bullying he's learnt over the summer, I'm sure of it.

"I would love to kick him in the face" Ron adds to break the confusing silence.

We all let out a chuckle and turn our attention back to Harry before submerging into The Great Hall for dinner, leaving me by myself with the Slytherin house.