twisted

fifteen

lucille granger

I adjusted in my seat uncomfortably as Draco's eyes bore straight through my soul.

Lorenzo noticed this and tugged me in closer towards him, trailing off and starting to talk with Onyx and Blaise.

Draco didn't take his eyes off of me.

I gave him a questioning look, and he looked off to the side and shook his head.

Blaise started to cheer about something, causing me to snap me out of our trance, and I jumped slightly, turning towards him to see what was the matter.

"Yes!" He shouted, as he met eye contact with me. "Oh, Lorenzo just told me the news. Congratulations, Lucille!"

I gave a shy smile and rested my head against Enzo's shoulder. "Thanks, you too."

Draco scoffed and pushed himself up and off the couch, starting to walk off towards his dorm.

He was so mad, and for what?

Typical fucking Draco.

I shook loose of Enzo's grip around my shoulder gently and started to get up. "I'll catch up with you guys later, okay? I'm going to go check on Draco."

Enzo grabbed my hand before I was fully lost from his grip. I turned around and saw that he was staring at me intently. "Do you want me to come with you?"

"No, it's okay," I shrugged.

He hesitated, but let go of my hand. "Okay, don't be too long."

I smiled at him and he blew me a kiss as I started to walk towards Draco.

I sped up to try to catch up to him, but he was no where to be found. I walked towards his dorm and knocked gently on the door.

No response.

I knocked again.

No fucking response.

I tried to open the door; it was locked.

"I'm coming in, Draco, whether you like it or not," I shouted.

I pulled out my wand and held it to the doorknob. Draco had only been in there for a matter of seconds. It wasn't like he was doing anything.

"Alohomora," I whispered, but loudly enough so Draco could hear it.

The lock clicked, and I jiggled the doorknob, opening the door slightly and peering inside the boys' room.

Draco sat on his bed, looking outside the window. The brightness from the afternoon sun hit his hair dramatically, causing it to look nearly white. Little sections of his hair floated down onto his face.

It was only for a moment-. Just a moment he sat like that, and I realized there was much more to this boy than what he showed.

Upon my entrance, he jerked around and situated himself.

"Why the fuck are you in here?" He muttered unhappily.

"I came to talk to you."

"About?"

"Whatever you're doing, you need to stop."

His head tilted slightly as he shrunk his face at me.

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean, Draco."

"I really don't," He said as he turned over to let his legs hand off his bed. "Enlighten me."