Hold Onto Me (A Draco Malfoy story)

Chapter Eight: You Are Bipolar

First I had Herbology with the Hufflepuffs, Charms with Ravenclaw, then astronomy also with Ravenclaw, potions with Gryffindor, transfiguration with Hufflepuffs, Muggle Studies with Gryffindor, and DADA with Gryffindor for today. I was not looking forward to the Gryffindor classes.

"Potter! Heard you got yourself in your first fight." I heard and turned around to see Blaise.
I smiled a little and rolled my eyes, trying to fight off the feelings over the fight with Harry.
"I-"
"She wasn't in the fight." Someone said and Draco was standing behind me angry. "This is between me and that scarface so leave her out of this." He sneered and pulled me away.
"What is your deal Malfoy!?" I whisper-yelled. "I swear you are bipolar."
"The whole school doesn't need to be talking about you. Your name already draws enough attention, so stay out of drama." He said firmly as he dragged me to where I assume Herbology was.
"Why do you care?" I spat back. "I can take care of myself, I don't need some stuck up, bipolar knight in shining armor to come 'save me'"
He stopped in his tracks and pulled me into another room.
"Damn it Potter!" He said and slammed the door. "Don't you understand?!"
I jumped at the noise and stepped as far away from him as possible. He was really angry and I had no idea why. But he was scaring me, his fists clenched, eyes dark.
"I don't." I whispered. "I don't understand what you are talking about."
"There are people out there Potter. They don't like you and Harry. Your name alone could kill you, I don't need you spreading it around like wildfire all over the school!" He yelled and I shut my eyes tight.
While I had been the physically lucky one, I was not lucky mentally. Don't get me wrong, I was smart, but I had a lot of mental disorders. When I was 6 I was diagnosed with ADHD. When I was 11, anxiety. When I was 12, I had severe depression. And when I was 14, OCD. This all mixed together has created one living hell, but I have it semi under control. Yet I still have triggers. Yelling, loud, sudden noises, anything like that is my biggest one. When someone raises their voice I panic and think they're going to hurt me.
I took a deep breath in and tried to stop my hands from shaking. Once I could breathe again I tried to put my thoughts into words.
"What people?" I asked slowly. "The Dark Lord is dead. He has been for 5 years." I whispered. After his powers were practically drained when he tried to kill me and Harry, he went into hiding. 6 years ago they finally found him and over the period of a 10 month war, he was finally killed.
"But they didn't get everyone. There are rouge Death Eaters. They have no leader anymore, but that doesn't mean they don't want you dead. If your name gets in the Daily Prophet anymore than it already will be, you are in a lot more danger" He said and his voice was dark.
I swallowed a lump in my throat. "What does this have to do with the fight?" I whispered.
"I- you don't need to be involved in any more drama than your name will already bring. The less known out of Hogwarts you are, the better, and getting yourself caught up in fights your first day is not good Potter." He said. "People know you two are alive now. When we are not at Hogwarts, you stay out of the news, no one you don't fully trust can know your location."
I nodded a little. I don't understand why he cared so much about petty drama though, yet I wouldn't ask him now. Instead I moved a shaky hand to the door knob and twisted it, but he stopped me again.
"I'm sorry I scared you." He whispered, his mood completely different . "But it's not safe outside of Hogwarts."

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Ok so this right here, this is the tea. This is why harry and Lilly are at hogwarts. I liked the idea of rouge death eaters cause it wouldn't repeat the same plot over and over but idk.
Anywhoooo
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