chapter. 8

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I stay in my dorm the whole day, avoiding Draco.
The night finally comes, and I start to get ready for the party.
"Ooouuu, you look so hot. Sorry Ambar", Lilith hypes me up.
"It's true, I totally agree", Ambar snakes her arm around Lilith.
"Thank you, you look wonderful, both of you", I respond.

I'm wearing a tight black, silk dress, with a slit on the thigh. The top of the dress is slightly v-cut, so my collar bones and some of my cleavage shows.
Ambar is wearing a white bustier-top and a tight, black miniskirt. Lilith is wearing a black turtleneck, short-sleeve and green flowy skirt.

Lilith had gotten her older brother to bring us firewhiskey, and Ambar had stolen snacks from the kitchen.

"Ready to go then?", I start putting on my platform shoes.
"Yes, lest go down", Ambar pulls out a pair of purple heels.

We head down to the common room.
"Hi Frey, I wa-", I push past Draco, and grab a cup of alcohol.
I chug i down, without making a face.
"Let's play a game then", I shout, groups of people gather around.
"Ok, any suggestions?", I feel the alcohol inside my body.
"Spin the bottle!", a voice shouts from the crowd.
The crowd gets filled with lots of yes-es.

I grab a whole bottle of firewhiskey, and sit down on the couch, by the fire.

We play spin the bottle for ten minutes, and the. it lands on me.
"Kiss the person the bottle lands on", Theodore reads out.
"Ehh, can I skip?", I mutter.
Pansy looks at me with hard eyes.

"Can we dance?", I walk onto the floor.
Music fills my ears and I start dancing, slightly drunk. Lilith and Ambar dance together, Theo and Pansy, and me and Draco.

Me and Draco.

"Frey I just- I need to talk to you. Now", he stutters, I get closer to his tall body.
"Go on then, I'm here", I smirk.
"Can we talk where there is less noise? Please?", he almost pleads.
"Okay, I suppose"
He grabs my arm, and pulls me out into the dark hallway. He leads me up the stairs to the astronomy tower.

I sit down on a bench, beside him. He turns to face me.
"I thought about what you said. About how complicated things would be, and i totally agree. But there's a problem", his eyes shimmer in the moonlight.
"What is the problem?, I grab his hand, now I'm concerned.
"It's just that- I have always had a little crush on you. I thought you were so bloody beautiful when we were little. I can't get you off my mind. Every time I close my eyes I see your smile. I just don't want to ruin things. We can take it slow, that is if you want to try", he looks down to the ground.

"Draco, I never knew. I thought we were like brother and sister. I just cannot wrap my head around it. You're not joking, right?", the wind starts blowing.

"Of course I'm not joking. It's fine if you don't want to try. But why did you have to kiss me, not once but twice. Fucking hell, Freyja. You can't toy around with peoples emotions", he stands up quickly, with his hands on the back of his head.

"I kissed you? You kissed me! You wanted to shag me! Stop blaming me, it's not my fault that you happen to fancy me! Get over it, because I don't fancy you!", I shout at him, my anger building up inside me.

"You fucking cunt!", he screams back at me.
"Oh yeah, that's all you got! Let it out little boy!"

"You think you can just go around controlling people! What's your fucking problem?! You always play the 'dead mother' card, or the 'absent father' card! Your nothing more than a controlling bitch with daddy issues!"

"My turn, I suppose. Hmm, where to start? Well, you too have daddy issues. Oh, also you're  just a little coward like your father, always avoiding problems like a fucking wuss. Why do you want to be like a man that treats you like rubbish? You're just a disappointment to him. Don't you see that?", my voice is steady, and mocking.

"You fuckin- ", I put my finger to his lips.
"Yes, I know I'm a fucking bitch, a cunt, a whore, a mudblood, a twat, and so much more. You can't hurt me Draco. Not with those words", I remove my finger.

"Frejya, you make me go absolutely mad. I hate you"

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