JUST A MUDBLOOD, draco malfoy

thirty-seven

Y/n's POV

The room was quiet. Far too quiet. The sound of heavy breathing was all that could be heard. Never would I ever imagine having detention with not one, not two, but three boys, each from different houses - who for some weird reason hate each other.

Cormac was sat at the back of the room, lip bloody, his feet on the desk arms flailing in front of him, with an already bored look on his face.

Aiden was sat with a bloody fist, casually looking out the window, watching each passing cloud - something I noticed he'd do when frustrated or confused.

And last but not least, Draco, with a bloodied nose, was sat at the front of the room, mumbling to himself about telling his father this and telling his father that.

As McGonagall steps into the room, the irritated look on her face was merely impossible to miss - although I wouldn't expect her to be the happiest, considering she was indeed 'held responsible' for the student's behaviour in Hogsmeade.

I'm not going to go into full detail about what had happened, because frankly I blanked out through half of it, but from what I recall, Cormac was the one who wrapped his arms around my waist, his excuse being 'let's make Aiden jealous.'

Aiden had heard what was coming from Cormac's mouth and socked him in the face. I would never have pegged Aiden for the aggressive type, but I guess something got under his skin and he just snapped.

I guess you're wondering where Malfoy flew into the aspect. From what I remember, Draco was trying to pull Aiden off Cormac - which had taken me entirely by surprise. It's as if Draco and Aiden had completely switched personalities. Aiden ended up elbowing Draco in the face, hence the bloodied nose.

And now, the four of us are in detention, with an irritated McGonagall sat at the front, her arms crossed over her chest, with the most disappointed look on her face.

"I hope the four of you understand how disappointed I am." she speaks up with a brittle voice, "Thirty house points will be deducted from each of you, your rights to attend Hogsmeade throughout the rest of the school year have been dismissed, and your families have all been sent an owl."

McGonagall had shortly dismissed us, and we all exited the classroom, none of us daring to look or speak to each other.

That was until Aiden turned to Cormac grabbing hold of his robes, sending him the most deadly glare, "McLaggen, let's have a little chat." And with that, Aiden drags him down the hallway out of sight.

I take a deep breath, placing my hand on my chest before turning completely forgetting Malfoy was there, slamming into his chest.

I step back, moving to the side to walk around him only to be stopped by his cold fingers wrapping around my wrist - his rings softly digging into my skin.

He goes to speak up, but I quickly cut him off, yanking my hand out of his grip, "sorry can't hear you, I'm just a mudblood."

And with that, I make my way down the hallway, not taking a second look back as I make my way up towards the Gryffindor common room.

Aiden's POV

'You're staring again,' a small voice inside my head speaks up. I take a deep breath through my nose and out my mouth.