Hello, Mudblood

Confession? How about not.

~Draco~
"How am I supposed to tell Hermione?" I pondered over and over again that day, heavy pangs of guilt slamming the walls of my heart. She'll never forgive me, and I won't ever deserve it.

"Hell I don't even deserve HER!!!" I said, pounding my work desk with my fist.

My attendant scurried in asking if everything was alright and shrieked. I looked down, and everything was covered in glass. My tightly closed fist was bleeding, but I was so angry, it felt numb. Small beads of bright red blood started to form, and seeing them made me realize that I was human, and humans make mistakes- they're created to make mistakes and learn from them, and that's what I did. I learned from my mistakes, but I was far from ready to ask for forgiveness from the beautiful witch, Hermione Granger.

I told my attendant I would be getting some air and asked her to phone my father because he would be sure to hear about my broken antique desk.

Sighing, I whipped out a cigarette from my lapel pocket and lit it. I know it's a really bad habit, but I had a completely valid reason for doing so. I was in a severe depression after my murdering of Ron Weasley that was partially accidental on my part (dark magic and jealousy combined make a large fire that is almost unquenchable). The cigarettes helped me take my mind off of things for that small allot of time.

I have no idea what I'm feeling when I wander aimlessly around the perimeter of the building, but when I see a very disheveled Hermione coming in late, I smile internally, while at the same time dying from guilt-filled gashes in my soul. She takes one look at me and my smoking stick, gives a sort of forced smile, and runs off into the building, dropping a paper on the concrete behind her, blank side up.

I walk quickly to pick it up, a smile on my face thinking how I would return a highly valued piece of paper to her and she would hug me and I would feel her warmth, but as soon as I turned it over, my heart stopped. This was a picture of a couple, of Hermione and the ginger who I had murdered not too long ago. Suddenly I didn't feel like running all the way to Hermione's floor and returning it to her. Stony faced, I folded the picture into quarters and stuffed it into my pocket.

Just as I was about to open the door to the building, I heard a voice calling my name. It was female, but it sure wasn't the sweet sing-song of Hermie's voice. This voice sounded like a broken whistle that had been blown too many times by a very annoying person. I knew exactly who it was. Pansy Parkinson.

"Haylo, Draco" she crooned, which sounded like a cat giving birth. I shuddered.

"What do you want, Pansy?" I asked as politely as humanly possible.

"Well, I was going to ask if you wanted to come with me to a Weird Sisters' concert with me tomorrow..." Seriously- listening to this pug-faced woman was like listening to nails on a chalkboard- I just wants to slap her in the freakin face.

"Well Pansy, I can't - I'm just not feeling the 'Weird Sisters vibes' right about now" I replied.

"Are you sure you don't wanna spend time with meeeee?" she whined as she sauntered up close to me.

"Err...mph!" This woman had the freakin nerve to do this to me?! How dare she kiss me in public- she is nuts!! In fact, how dare you kiss me at all!!

I pushed her away abruptly, the taste of a disgusting, sticky, pink glittery lip gloss on my lips and teeth.

"Listen Pansy, I don't want to spend any time with your sorry arse, so, no I will not go to a Weird Sisters concert with you, nor will I be within a mile radius from your ugly pug face so leave me alone please. I've had enough of you trying to get back together with me when I decline all of your invitations and clearly don't want to be round you. If you'll excuse me," I said with a huff, walking swiftly through the whirling doors of the work building that arrived as a refuge from the skank with the stripper high heels and an extremely surprised look on her pug-face. I felt strangely smug as I took the elevator back up to my office.

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I'm so so so so so sorry guys I may never say enough sorry's but it's finals week this week for LaGuardia HS and yea it's complete s*#%. So yea I can't apologize enough, but I'm really really sorry and I'll make it up to you- once summer beak comes strolling along loljk but I really do hope you keep up with me because I might update at the weirdest times so thank you guys for everything and see you next time- BYEE