Ｍｙ Ｂｏｙ|D. Malfoy|

iv

"Damn it Theo, get back here," I yell as I chase Theo around the courtyard. He stole my book that I was reading and, apparently , I was so into it I didn't realize my surroundings.

"Come on Cass, you can run faster," he says as he keeps running and looks over his shoulder to me a bit. "If you really love this book, you'll come get it," he taunts as he keeps running.

Out of the corner of my eye I see a black pant cladded leg extending itself. I act like I don't know it's there, until I step full weight on it and keep running.

I hear a hiss coming from behind me and look back to see, non other, than Malfoy holding his leg up to his chest. His eyes are both close and his face is scrunched up in pain, as he shakes, from either pain or anger. But I really don't give a fuck, he had what was coming for him.

I also feel like there are eyes on me boring into my skull, but as I look back at Malfoy his eyes are still closed. Also everyone else in the courtyard seems to be in a world of their own. 

I eventually get some speed and pounce onto Theos back as I get close enough. I hear him scream he falls and I rip the book out of his hand before we hit the ground.

"Wow, Theodore. You're a comfy pillow, I should jump on your back more often." I get up and carefully dust off my robes and fix my hair. 

Theis still on the ground groaning dramatically as he wails his arms out beside him.

"Oh Cassiopeia, I think you have broken me. I expect you to pay for my funeral and to tell everyone you brutally murdered me," he says as he flips him self over to his back. I stare at him boredly as I check if I got any dirt under my nails. 

"Are you done with the one man show Theo?" He scoffs at me like he's offended and nods. I help him up, but before he can do anything to me I walk back over to the tree the group was sitting at.

"Damn Cass, you really did a number on his leg," Blaise says as I approach them. He's sitting next to Malfoy looking at his leg that I stomped on. 

"Well he should t have tried to trip me, it's that's bitches fault that he's hurt." I plopped myself back next to Pansy, she turns her head in my direction as she chuckles. 

"I feel like after watching you run after Theo, you would do well in the tournament. I didn't realize how athletic you were, " she exclaims as she sees I've hardly sweat. 

It's been a week since the champions were chosen for the tournament and a girl named Fluer had been the one chosen from my school. I've talked to her a few times and she seems sweet and hardworking. I feel like she'll do well in the tournament, but she probably won't win. I didn't know who the other people were that were chosen but I obviously knew Potter. He's all over the place in the Prophet, the he seems like everyone's turned against him since last week. I honestly dont know what to think about the situation so I'm just sitting back.

"Oh hell no, I would never put my name in the to be chosen even if I was of age," I say as I look at Pansy then open my book back up to the page I left off on. Before Theo rudely snatched it out of my hands and ran for the hills. It was a very special book for me, it was a muggle one named, Pride and Prejudice. My grandmother gave it to me before she died and it has a note on the front page that I read almost every day. It's a message that no one can read but me, because if some one reads it, my secrets out.

"You wouldn't be able to even go through the first task of the tournament," Malfoy drawled as he looked at me boredly but with a hint of anger in his eyes.

"I bet I would last longer than you," I say as I keep reading my book and try to ignore him. I hear him chuckle deeply before replying.

"You wouldn't, you would probably make everyone else from your little girly school help you and not do any of the work by yourself."