FORBIDDEN FEELINGS

Chapter 39- The Boy's Toilets

It's the next morning. I spent all of last night worrying about what Malfoy could have been doing. Imagine if he actually did shag Pansy and I just let him do it. I would never forgive myself, or him. I cried a LOT. My eyes are so red. I hope no one realizes. I tried to study for our O.W.L mocks but I just couldn't focus. I'm definitely going to fail them.

We sit in the Great Hall, eating breakfast. All the Slytherin's look exhausted, especially Malfoy. He literally looks like he's asleep. "Did you hear what happened at Malfoy's party last night?" Seamus asks the group.

"No. Tell us" Ron demands.

"Well, I heard that everyone got really drunk and made out. Some went further but I'm quite sure who"

"Ew that's disgusting. Slytherin's are always up to no good" Hermione states.

"It was probably that slag, Pansy. She seems to be all over Malfoy" I add.

"Really? I never realized" Seamus exclaims whilst looking over at Malfoy.

"They don't seem that close" Neville joins in.

"Well. Well they are sometimes. Not now. But they are usually. Just not now" I say quickly. I look at Hermione who is staring at me, confused. I continue "I thought everyone knew that"

Everyone gazes at me in silence. They carry on eating and it's really awkward. It's so weird that I'm the only one who noticed that they were so close.

Later on in the day, I am waiting for Harry outside the boys toilets as he is going to teach me a bit of Quidditch as I'm kind of interested in the sport.

Of course, Malfoy walks out, wiping his hands on his trousers. He looks really tired but obviously he still teases me with his blocked noise.

"Ah Carter, waiting outside the boy's toilet, are we? Took my advice?" he asks, teasingly.

"Oh, shut up"

"Who you waiting for? Potter?"

"Yes actually. He's going to teach me how to play Quidditch"

"Oi oi. You having a ride on his broomstick?" he thrusts, jokingly, whilst laughing.

"Even if I were, why would you care? You jealous or something?" I mock what he used to say to me.

"Of course I'm not jealous. I had action with Pansy last night" he licks his fingers.

I scoff "You're vile"

"I'm joking obviously, I have standards"

I laugh a bit and say "You're horrible"

"I did get a little smooch though. She's a better kisser than you are"

"Ugh. You're such a knob. Who asked? I definitely didn't"

"I was only joking, Jesus Christ. Are you really that jealous?"

I gasp "Just leave me alone. I don't want to listen to your fucking bullshit"

I push him away and he laughs "Someone's on their period"

"Do you not remember what happened last time you said that?" I refer to the time when I kicked him in the balls. I point at his bulge and he covers it with his hands whilst pulling a weeping face. I laugh a little bit.

"Found my joke funny?"

Harry comes up from behind Malfoy and asks, "Everything alright?"

"Just talking to your prostitute" Malfoy answers.

"Bit inappropriate" Harry states.

"Don't know why she would ever pick you anyway. You're just a wimpy, little nerd. I thought she'd have standards but clearly not, as she's going for the boy without parents"

"Leave my parents out of this" Harry snaps as he steps forwards and Malfoy jumps back.

"Alright, keep your tampon in"

"Come on, Harry" I say, dragging him away. I can hear Malfoy laughing in the distance.

"Why were you talking to him?" Harry asks.

"He just started an argument, so I had to finish it"

"Why don't you just ignore him?"

"It's not that easy. You know how hard it is. You just did it a few minutes ago"

"I guess so. But all you two do is cause trouble. It's really causing a bad reputation on our house and you're really letting your friends down"

"I'm sorry. I really try not to, but you know how Malfoy is, he goes too far and he just keeps teasing you until you've had enough"

"But do you realize you're doing the exact same thing back? If you didn't retaliate, he wouldn't do anything. And all you do is blame him. Don't you think sometimes it might be your fault?"

"My fault? Harry, you're supposed to be on my side. Why are you sticking up for him?"

"I'm not. I'm just saying-"

"I've had enough. I'm not going to waste my time learning Quidditch when I could be studying for my O.W.L mocks. I can't be arsed to be with you when you're being like this. You know Malfoy's a bad person and you know what he can make people do. I'm leaving"

"Wait Jessa. I'm sorry"

Before he can say any more, I strut off. I can't be dealing with this. I'm already stressed about the mocks and now one of my best mates is sticking up for my enemy.