ethereal - draco malfoy

waltz

"This is so bloody stupid." I growled lowly as Snape continued his speech. Apparently, Hogwarts was holding a ball in honor of the Triwizard Tournament. What a load of bullocks.

"Now I need a volunteer to waltz with me." Snape drawled in a bored tone. His eyes scanned the girls side of the room, looking for a partner.

"Parkinson." he stated darkly. It took every single fiber of my being not to laugh in her face at that moment. Parkinson whined and stomped all the way over to Snape.

He placed one hand on her waist and the other held one of her hands, while her other hand was on his shoulder. The music began playing and they started waltzing around.

I stifled a laughed when Parkinson stepped on Snape's shoe, causing Bullstrode to send me a glare. I subtly sent her my favorite finger before turning my attention back to Snape and Parkinson.

-

Once they were done waltzing, Parkinson went back to her seat and Snape cleared his voice. "Now. Everyone find a partner." his monotonous voice instructed.

Daphne walked over to Blaise and Astoria walked over to Theo. I was about to walk over to Jack when I felt a cold hand wrap around my wrist and yank me back.

"Wh-" I started, but got interrupted.

"I need to speak with you." Malfoy whispered. I groaned and reluctantly placed my hand on his shoulder. He slid his hand against mine until they were flatly pressed against each other, before wrapping his fingers through mine and gripping my hand.

I felt shivers go down my spine and goosebumps appear on my arms. I gulped when he brought his hand to my lower back and pulled me closer before bringing his hand back up to my waist slowly.

His all-too-familiar scent invaded my senses. He smelled of expensive cologne, mahogany wood and mint. Although I hated the git, I quite enjoyed his signature scent.

I looked up at him to see him staring at me with furrowed brows. I sent him a confused look, silently asking him why he was looking at me like that.

"Eucalyptus Spearmint?" he asked in a confused tone. I raised my brows high on my forehead. "Nice." he added.

The music started playing and Malfoy and I began to waltz. I had already known how to waltz prior to this, because I've been to numerous balls with my parents.

We were wealthy, infamous, powerful and pure blooded, so we were invited to many balls and galas.

"What did you need to speak to me about?" I whispered as we passed another pair waltzing.

"Hm? Oh. Nothing, I just didn't want to waltz with Parkinson." he explained with a smirk. I scoffed and rolled my eyes. "You're pathetic." I hissed.

He twirled me around, spun me out and brought my back in, gripping my waist tightly. The feeling of his rings pressing into my skin through my sweater vest made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up."No, you're pathetic. You can see that Jackson Nott likes you and you're leading him on." he spat.

"Jack does not like me. And what makes you think I'm leading him on?" I whispered. Malfoy scoffs and raises a brow. "Oh, please. I've seen the way he looks at you. He's desperate to get in your pants. And you don't show the slightest bit of interest." he elaborates.

I'm taken aback for a moment, but quickly compose myself. "Whatever." I mumbled. Malfoy grips my waist a little tighter. I bite the inside of lip and take a deep breath before looking away, trying to rid myself of my intrusive, annoying, disgusting thoughts.

The music comes to a stop and I slip out of Malfoy's hold before joining the rest of my group.

-

"What did Malfoy want?" Jack questioned as we all made our way to the Great Hall.

"He just needed to talk to me about a project we're supposed to be doing in our potions class." I replied smoothly.

We walked into the Great Hall and Jack sat next to me, eyeing me as I filled my plate with food. "Is there something I can help you with, Jack?" I asked, not looking up from my plate.

"You two have Potions together?" he queried, turning back to his plate and shoving a spoonful of mashed potatoes in his mouth. "Mhm." I hummed in response.

"Why are you working with him?" he interrogated, not bothering to make eye contact with me. I took a bite of pasta and swallowed it down before replying. "He's my partner for Potions class." I said in a bored tone.

"Why is he your partner?" he questioned again, finally turning towards me. I furrowed my brows and turned towards him slightly, giving him a confused look. "Because he was assigned to be my partner?" I replied in an obvious tone.

Jack visibly relaxed, and he was about to say something, but his gaze turned to a point behind me. I slowly turned forward and look to my right to see Malfoy sitting next to me.

"Relax, Nott. I don't fancy your girl." he teased with a grin. I gulped and pursed my lips, not bothering to look at either of them.

"She's not a piece of property, Malfoy." Jack sneered, clenching his fists. I blinked and glanced around, not moving a single muscle.

"Then why get jealous when you found out she was my Potions partner? Scared she'll realize you're nothing but a twat?" Malfoy questioned innocently.

Jack shot up out of his seat, as did Malfoy, and they were suddenly standing right behind me, face to face; challenging one another. Malfoy glanced over at me and winked, causing Jack to snap. He brought his fist back and punched Malfoy in the face.

Malfoy's head snapped to the side and he took a step back, grinning widely as he looked back up at Jack, blood covering some of his bottom lip. Malfoy ran his tongue over his teeth, brought his fist back and punched Jack, causing Jack to stumble slightly. Malfoy was about to punch him again when I snapped back into reality and shot up, standing in front of Malfoy. "Don't." I pleaded lowly.

He glanced down at me and immediately brought his fist down, and Blaise and Theo were coming around the table to check on Jack. Malfoy held eye contact with me as he brought his hand up and wiped the blood off of his lip with his thumb, then slowly brought his thumb between his lips and licked it clean. I gulped and flickered my gaze down to his lips, his bottom lip still slightly stained with blood.

"See you around, Morningstar." he whispered before turning around and strutting out of the Great Hall.