Tell Me Again - A Draco Malfoy Fan-fiction

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FRIDAY

It has been three full days since our argument. Neither of us have talked to each other, Draco sits with us at meal times but never anything beyond that. Today was the day I was going home. Along with all the other purebloods. I only had my wand with me, tucked safely in my black coat. The freezing night air whipped around my legs and I rushed onto the train. I sat alone in compartment, Blaise and Theo were running late. 

B.B. and I exchanged plenty of letters, slowly learning more about each other. B.B. did in fact mean Blonde Boy. I was so busy this week I never even had the chance to find out who he was. 

A platinum headed boy opened my compartment door and slipped in, he pulled down the curtains.

"Out. Now." I glare at Draco.

"I-" He starts, but I cut him off quickly.

"No. You had your chance. Out," I talk loudly and point to the door.

"God Anastasia! Let me speak," He sits down, frustrated.

"No! You decided to be a dick this week. I gave you a chance. I told you that was it!" I shriek.

"Are you ever fucking quiet!? You need to loosen up, all you are is an uptight bitch!" He groans and runs his hands through his hair, each piece falls perfectly back in place.

"I wasn't fucking born to be soft and quiet! I was born to make the world shatter and quake at my fingertips and if you knew what was good for you, you'd leave me alone,"

"Go to hell," He mutters. I scoff at him, crossing my arms. "This isn't how I imagined this would go,"

"Yeah? That must suck," I say sarcastically, "Well at least it isn't going anymore," I grab my stuff and begin to storm out. Draco catches my arm.

"Where are you going?" He sounded more frustrated.

"To Hell most likely," I shrug and shove open the compartment door. I find a new room quickly and walk in, slamming the door behind me. An hour or so passed before my door opened and two boys walked in confused.

"You! What the hell did you say to Malfoy? He's pissed," Blaise slumped into the seat across from me while Theo sat next to me softly.

"Nothing, and it'd be best not for you to worry about it," I grunt, looking out of the train window. "Plus, it's what he said to me. Not the other way around,"

"I'm sorry Anastasia," Theo piped.

"It's fine Teddy," I take my hair out its suffocating bun and I gently run my fingers through my hair, the waves puffing up slightly. The two boys sat quiet, both making themselves busy. 

Hours passed by, we were now into the early hours of the morning. Theo and Blaise were knocked out and snoring. So I got up and walked around the train aimlessly before coming to an open room. The booths were empty, so I picked a random one and sat down, facing away from where I just came. Footsteps approached and sat down in a booth to my left.

"Can we talk?"

"You're not really my favorite person today Malfoy," I rest my head on my hand, only a bit tired.

"I'm not your favorite person on any day," Draco stares out his window and earns a small chuckle from me.

"Got me there," I looked up at him, dark circles were forming on his porcelain skin. "Can't sleep?"

"No,"

"Why not?" My eyes slowly flutter close.

"I don't sleep much, my mind has the scary capability of being dark and demented," He notes.