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You Shave? Seriously?

Y O U   S H A V E ? S E R I O U S L Y ?

I got stuck in detention for a month. I passed evil glares to Draco when I walked past him and whenever we were in the common room together I just got up and left. The only thing that was going right in my life was the D.A. Draco took away himself from me, now meeting with my friends was gone and so was access to the Room of Requirement.

Today was Halloween so I guess there was something to look forwards to, well other than no lessons for the day. When I woke up I chucked on some black cargo pants and a green-long sleeved shirt. The trousers were pulled up high around my waist and I used a gold belt to hold them. My hair was in French braids around the sides of my head and a few balck ribbons tied them at the ends. Gotta dress in the Halloween spirit! Hermione would say. Shut up, this is what I would usually wear!

I kinda missed everyone. I spent a week just distancing myself and basically spoke to noone. Down in the main hall, decorations were stewn up and carved pumpkins glowed on the table. Lots of people were wearing orange and luna was covered head to toe in orange fairy lights. Don't ask, I don't know what goes through her head. I must've come down late because nearly everyone was there. The only seats left were ones opposite Pansy or next to Draco. I really didn't feel like talking so I thought Draco would be the safest option there.

"Hey." He mumbled. Unlike him to be the first to talk but eh.

"Hi. Not very festive, are you." I said. It was true, he was wearing basically school uniform. Black trousers and a white shirt tucked in at his waist.

"It's a muggle celebration. I'm not joining in with you Mudbloods." What a mardy so and so. I'd have thought he be all for Halloween. You get to scare the be-Jesus out of people with no consequences. Fun, right?

"Now, now. No flirting at the dinner table." Mocked Blaise, maybe the nicest out of the other Slytherins.

The people closest to us snickered, as well as some people on the Gryffindor table. I turned around and it was Harry and Ron. I grabbed a muffin and threw one at them.

"Feisty that girlfriend of yours Malfoy." Harry laughed. "Better make sure she doesn't bite you." Hermione across from him gave him the evilest glare. Ron tapped Harry on the shoulder and looked as if Hermione would kill them both. Which I'm sure she would.

Draco stood up and left without even eating anything. To be honest I felt the same, but hungrier. I shoved as many muffins as I could in my pockets and grabbed two apples and a coffee with my hands and headed out of the room after Draco. I couldn't let him go hungry, we had quidditch training in an hour.

I found him in the Slytherin common room. He was just layed out on the sofa with his eyes shut, not sleeping. His chest gently rose and fell but his his hands were fidgeting with stress.

"Draco?" I whisper.

He suddenly sits up and combs back his hair with his hands. "What?" He groans.

"I brought food." I threw a blueberry muffin and an apple at him. "Didn't want you to be hungry for Quidditch." I turn to leave but he stops me.

"No. Stay." He looks kinda nervous and doesn't really seem to know what else to say. I plonked myself down on the other sofa and begin to pile up snacks on the table from out of my pockets.

"Geez Izzy! How much food did you bring!?" He exclaims.

"What!? I'm hungry.." Great. Now I felt like a fat pig. Oink Oink, piggy girl. Now he thinks you're fat!