Blessed With A Curse

Chapter 34

As the week went by me and Pansy went every night to fix the cabinet, and of course she irritated the hell out of me like usual. But I had to admit I liked the company. I liked that I could confide in her about this, better that than doing it alone. They say a problem shared is a problem halfed and I honestly felt that lift even if she made no contribution in fixing it. The last person I thought I'd be getting close to was Pansy Parkinson, it was laughable.

But unfortunately potions came back around and I was just going to have to deal with it. If I had known the topic I'd have definitely ditched.
"Amortentia, the most powerful love potion in the world." Granger spoke, like usual. The air began to get thick with tension, I couldn't help but notice Blair's uncomfortable fidgeting as she leaned further away from me. "It is rumoured to smell differently to each person in what attracts them." She finished.
"Correct Miss Granger!" He almost shouted with enthusiasm. "We're going to pass it around, each one of us will explain what we smell."

He passed it to our table first, placing it right in front of Pansy. She rolled her eyes, not believing it would have an effect on her. But her facial features quickly changed when she noticed it worked.
"Nothing at all." She obviously lied, passing it on to Blaise quickly not giving the Professor chance to coax her in.
"I smell myself." Blaise shrugged his shoulders and everyone laughed. Of course he does.
When passing it on to me I felt the anxiety build up, I could have lied but the words fell from my mouth before I had a chance.
"I smell vanilla, sweetness, coconut shampoo-" but I was interrupted.
"Sir can I please be excused, I think I'm going to be sick." Blair didn't even give Slughorn a chance before she bolted for the door. I couldn't help but chase after her. Wrong move.

"Blair hold up!" I called for her, running down the corridors, we looked ridiculous. She ran straight into the girls bathroom, if she thought I wouldn't go in she really was wrong. She slammed the stall door, locking it, blocking me out. I was becoming enraged.
"I know you hate me but you don't need to be fucking repulsed by me!" I spat, the anger getting the better of me.
"Please leave me alone." She sobbed, tugging at my heart strings. The little bit of heart I had left that is.
"Let me in." I demanded, I hated seeing her upset, even more so that I had caused it.
"No!" She cried. "Don't you think you've done enough? Just leave me alone!" She shot. I kicked at the door, having to release my anger.
"Well fuck you then!" I screamed, storming out the bathroom, embarrassed, hurt, fuming. This is what I get for describing what I smelt? I couldn't do anything right. Hurling back into class, harshly taking out my stool I gained a look from everyone.
"She's sick." I retorted to Slughorn. Pansy and Blaise gave me a confused glare which I ignored. I needed this day to end.

Back to the vanishing cabinet, something that was able to free my mind for a few hours. We'd made improvements, by we I meant myself, Pansy was just obnoxiously chewing on the snacks she'd brought in, saying she'd need something to do. I offered her to leave, in fact begged her but she declined like usual. If she was so incredibly bored, like she continued to moan, I didn't understand why she didn't just leave. I certainly wasn't making her stay.
"Are you honestly going to be so miserable the entire time." She grunted, shoving another sweet in her mouth. I ignored her comment, carrying on with the matter at hand. "You're so boring!" She moaned.
"I've already told you to leave." I reminded her.
"And again I'll tell you to fuck off, I'm not leaving." She snapped back. She dropped her sweets and started to approach me, a mischievous look on her face. "I know what we could do to make this a little more fun." She smirked, her hand dragging down my chest. I instantly pushed her off. "Come on I'm only joking." She giggled. "But if you offered..."
"Pansy honestly get fucked." I rolled my eyes. Never in a million years would I offer myself to Pansy, you'd have to be completely insane.
"By you? You don't have to tell me twice." She pounced on to me like a wild cat, only resulting in me pushing her off again. "Lighten up Draco, you never use to be so uptight!" She shouted, returning back to her seat. "For Merlins sake don't ever make me go through a heartbreak if it means I become a massive prick like you." She spat. My blood was boiling.
"This isn't just about Blair!" I defended myself.
"Then what is it?" She threw her hands in the air, her voice squealed with annoyance.
"If you hadn't already noticed I've got a lot on my mind! Fixing this damn thing," I bashed my fist against the door. "And oh yeah figuring out how to kill the greatest wizard that ever lived! Sorry if that is such an inconvenience for you." I was no longer able to hold back the anger that had been rising. I wished she'd just fuck off and stop interrogating me.
"It's an honour Draco! The Dark Lord has put his trust in you." She hissed.
"I never fucking asked for it!" I almost screamed. It was one am and the girl had me losing the plot. "Why don't you do it if it's such an honour."
"I'm here helping you aren't I?" She argued. Helping me? You definitely wouldn't call it that, more like distracting me. "Stop acting like you're alone in this when you aren't!" She was in my face now, I could see the fury in her eyes.
"You don't understand!" I shot.
"Then help me to!" She retorted.
"I am the only thing I control and I'm even starting to lose that. Do you not get how hard that is?" I spat, revealing too much of my feelings. She had nothing left to say. I'd beaten her in this argument.

I had to write to Blair again. Pathetic. But I couldn't stop thinking about her. I was so angry, I quickly scribbled down the words.

Blair,
I can't believe you did that. You've grabbed my heart and fucking stomped on it! I don't know how much more of this I can take? Can't you see I'm struggling? Losing you has been the hardest thing to ever happen to me and it hurts that you've let go so easily. Disgusted that I smelled your scent. What was you expecting? Did you really have no idea about how I really felt? Letting you go isn't easy, you need to remember that!