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I wanted to deny his accusations but I couldn't. I loved it. But that doesn't mean that I have feelings for him. "Yes I did. I loved making you feel like that way. You happy now?" I snap at him.

"Very. Maybe we can finish what we started?" He says while leaning against the wall, trapping me between his arms.

"In your dreams, Malfoy." I say while pushing one of his arms off the wall releasing me. "I'd sooner fuck Blaise." I say as I walk out of the door into the corridor.

"Lover's spat, Snape?" I look up and it's Blaise. I hope he didn't hear what I just said to Malfoy.

"Let's get one thing clear. We aren't lovers." I say to him.

"I'm flattered by the way." He says to me as I am about to walk away. "You know that you would sooner fuck me over Malfoy."

Fuck. Play it cool, Ivy. "Oh you heard that did you?" I say turning back around to him. "Didn't anyone tell you it's rude to ease drop?" I question him.

He is leaning against the doorframe of his dorm room. He is wearing a white shirt that is tucked into his dark jeans. "It's kind of hard not to listen when you two are shouting at each other." He says.

I just assume that he knows about me and Malfoy. I bet Parkinson has told half of the school by now.

"Are you going down to the Hall?" He asks while stepping out of the doorway.

"Yeah. Anything to get away from that idiot." I reply.

"Would you like some company?" He asks politely. He seems harmless. Besides his one of Malfoy's friends. His probably told him to look out for me when he isn't breathing down my neck.

"Fuck it. Why not." I say.

He turns around and locks the door to his dorm room. "So you feeling any better then? Malfoy said you had a headache." He asks while we walk down the corridor which leads to the stairs.

"Yeah much better. I just need to eat something. I haven't had anything to eat in over a day." I reply.

"I'm surprised Professor Snape hasn't been lurking around today."

"He can be like that. I'm surprised I hadn't heard from him." I say remembering the last time I was poorly. He wouldn't let anyone into my room in case they had a reason to be there. It was like he knew that I was ill or something. He just turned up out of the blue whenever I was sick.

"Well Malfoy told him at breakfast so he might come see you after dinner." He says. "By the way, we are in the same project group for astrology."

"Is it just us two or is there others in our group." I question as we walk down the stairs.

"It's me, you, Weasley and Lovegood. At least we aren't in the same group as Potter."

"What's wrong with Potter?" I ask curiously.

"Don't you know?" Blaise says while stopping at the bottom of the stairs. He looks at me with shock in his eyes. "You must have heard the story of the boy who lived?"

Uncle Severus told me the story of the boy who defeated the Dark Lord. The boy is a baby in the story. The boys parents denied the Dark Lord's request for them to join him. The boys parents died because of it. The boy was left alive.

"I can remember the story slightly. The boys parents being killed and him being left alive." I say while turning to face him and leaning on the banister.

"The boy absorbed half of the Dark Lords powers. He nearly killed him. Potter is the boy who lived."

The boy is the villain in his stories. Harry is the reason my parents went into hiding. He is the reason why I was not allowed into this world. My magic was blocked because of a baby.

"Oh you have got to be kidding me." I say annoyed. I could feel my anger build inside of me again. "Potter is the reason I endured the torture of having my powers blocked."

"Is that why your parents ran away? I thought they ran because of what happened to Narcissa Malfoy." He whispers to me.

"What even happened with Malfoy's mother?" I ask.

"Your father used the cruciatus curse on her. He turned against the Dark Lord and wanted to get to Draco's father." He explained. "She nearly died because of him. I'm shocked Malfoy is even talking to you."

"He knows that I don't have a mother and father anymore. My Uncle is my family now."

I am just as shocked as Blaise is that Malfoy is talking to me. Malfoy is right though, he is the only person in this school that knows what is happening to me. I need to calm myself down before I lose myself again.

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We get to the Hall and it's almost empty. Most of the people in the room are leaving. I look over at one of the long tables and I catch sight of Harry and Ron looking at me as we walk in. All the attraction I felt for him has gone out of the window at this point.

"Blaise! Ivy! Come over here I wanna talk to you about our project." I hear Ron shout across the room. Ron is wearing what looks to be a homemade knit jumper with a large letter R in the middle of it. The brown colour of the jumper brought out the blue in his eyes and the ginger of his firey hair.

Harry is wearing a red top with a oversized checked shirt over the top. The shirt looked like it was miles too big for him as it hung off his skinny frame.

We walk over to where they are sitting and climb onto the bench facing them.

"You feeling better?" Harry asks me as I sit in front of him.

"Getting there." I reply without trying to sound sarcastic. I felt so awkward talking to him, especially knowing that he might know what happened between me and Malfoy. I'm sure Ron will ask if he seems curious at all.

"Good. I started to get worried." Harry says smiling at me.

"There's no need to worry about this one, Potter." I hear from behind me. I feel a hand on my shoulder. "She's none of your concern."