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- DRACO P.O.V -

   When I  walked in, she was crying. It felt awful to see her like this. She saw me in the reflection of the broken mirror. Through the mirror we locked eyes. Her hazy hazel eyes shadowed by sadness and her now runny mascara. She quickly wiped her red eyes and Looked to me, but it felt like she was looking through me. I need to say Im sorry. Approaching her slowly I softened my expressions. I wanted to know if she was okay. 

- QUINN P.O.V -

In disbelief of Draco following me I whipped my head around to look at him. Feeling a fire grow inside of me I slapped him. I instantly regret it, but he can't know that. He took a could steps back and looked at me in shock. " You fowl excuse of a man." I snarled at him. It felt like I was spitting fire. He looked pissed, but he didn't yell. 

" Okay Wikalond I deserve that. That gives you absolutely no excuse to slap me though." He tried to reason. "I am sorry. I didn't mean it I just-" I cut him off.

Curling my fingers into a fist I started, this time yelling. "YOU JUST WHAT MALFOY? YOU JUST LIKE TO ACT LIKE YOUR DEAD BEAT FATHER? IS THAT WHAT IT IS YOU SELFISH BASTARD?" I shoved him hard. He now made a fist with his fingers. I didn't mean that. I wish I could take it back. 

" YOU FILTHY MUDBLOOD. I CAME TO APOLOGIZE YOU BITCH. I HAVE NEVER MET SUCH AN AWFUL PERSON IN MY LIFE." He roared.

Jumping at every word that spilled out of his mouth, I looked down, His palms were bloody. Scared, I turned my back to him and sprinted down the halls until reaching my dorm. Is this really the Malfoy I had met on the train. I started sobbing now, All of the memories coming back in a wave. Loosing track of time I suddenly stop crying and feel peaceful as the world grows dark. Shit.

- DRACO P.O.V -

"FUCK." I am shouting now, repeating myself over and over as my anger is relived through punching the wall. I make my way over to the mirror she was standing at, I look through the cracks in it. Was my father like this? Am I acting like him? I looked down now. A ring lays in the sink. I knew it belonged to Quinn as soon as I saw it. Hoping for a second chance, I garb the ring and make my way to her dorm. When I arrive her door is already open "Wikalond are you in here?" I softly speak and open the door all the way. I see her on the ground. Her head is bleeding a bit. "Oh shit Quinn." Mumbling I dropped to her side and lifted her from the floor. I played her down in her bed and started to take care of her head.

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