Darkness Within||Draco Malfoy Fanfiction

Chapter 10

Chapter 10: Go on and on until I break

*Draco's POV*

I saw Adrian go off to get drinks, so I seized the chance to go and talk to Roxy. She seemed so confidently happy. I couldn't blame her. She looked gorgeous, which doesn't even come close to how she really looked. I couldn't keep my eyes off her.

"Hey there, princess," I greeted.

"Shouldn't you be dancing or something? You are, after all, the most eligible bachelor." Her blue eyes, rimmed with green eye shadow and glitter, fixed onto me.

"There's only one girl I want to dance with, and she seems to be taken." Roxy pursed her sparkly, dark red, full lips.

"Oh, and who may that be?" She arched one perfect eyebrow.

"Well, may I have a dance?" I asked. Roxy laughed.

"You are joking right?"

"Completely serious."

"You're mental. I have a date, and besides, why would I ever dance with you?"

"You're literally the only girl I'm asking, Roxy. Just one dance," I pleaded. She tapped her long nails, her bracelets and ring glittering.

"You're so hard to understand, Malfoy. We broke up years ago. We both know we can't go back to before. Why are you still chasing after me?"

"I just feel like we could still be friends. I don't know what it is, Roxy, but something still draws me to you."

"Well, better luck finding another girl," she said bitterly, "I'm done with you, Malfoy." She didn't soften, even though I knew that I must look sad, and quite possibly hurt. Then Adrian reappeared, drinks in hand. He handed her one and kept the other.

"What are you doing, Malfoy?" Pucey asked, eyes narrowing.

"Malfoy here was just leaving, weren't you?" Roxy glared daggers at me, "Come on, Adrian." They walked away together.

I saw them waltzing around the Hall, in perfect sync. Everyone had stopped to watch, and admire the perfect way in which they danced. They both had on happy grins, and she looked overjoyed as he spun her. The waltz ended as he dipped her. A blush came to her cheeks. Everyone applauded. For some reason, I felt my heart tighten at seeing her so happy with another man. What was wrong with me?

She had gotten over me; I should be able to get over her. We would never work out. I had to move on. Then why was it so difficult? I guess you can never really get over your first love. It's near damn impossible. I should have cherished what I had, and not have taken her for granted. I was so naive and stupid. Why didn't I treat her right? Why did I have to be such a fool, and lose the girl I loved, and possibly still love?

*Roxy's POV*

The Yule Ball passed in a glorious blur. Adrian and I waltzed so well that everyone had stopped to watch us. I felt light-headed, giddy and most importantly, free, whilst I danced with him. It was perfect, and I loved every moment. When we finished, he dipped me once more, and our faces were inches apart. He fetched me another drink afterwards, which I gladly accepted. In my peripheral vision, I saw Malfoy scowling coldly at us, hatred in his face. I didn't even bother to properly look at him. He wasn't worth my time.

"Hey, um, Roxy, can I have a dance? " This came from Blaise himself. I looked to Adrian.

"Go on," he smiled, "I shouldn't confine you to me for the whole evening." I giggled.

"Thanks, Adrian. You go dance with others, too." Blaise took me to the centre of the room, and we danced. Malfoy's eyes widened as he saw us. I bet he was angered that I turned him down, and not Blaise. His glare only deepened as more boys asked to dance with me, after seeing Blaise do so, and I accepted most of them. Probably because I loved dancing. I think Malfoy almost lost it completely when I danced with Harry. My last dance was with Adrian. After that, my poor feet were too worn out.

"Do you want to call it a night? It is half eleven, anyways," laughed Adrian.

"Sure," I agreed. There were only some people left. We headed down to the Slytherin common room. There were quite a few Slytherins still milling about.

"Why, if it isn't Miss Princess herself," came a mocking voice. I turned to see Malfoy lounging lazily on a couch. He stood up and walked over.

"What do you want now?" I snapped. My patience was running thin with this complete git.

"Hmm...quite a few things, actually. How was your night? Had fun dancing with a ton of guys?" he asked sarcastically.

"I did, actually," I retorted, "And quite a shame for you, too. I heard you didn't dance with anyone."

"Well, you were the one that turned me down," he drawled, shrugging.

"Oh, and I'm sure everyone knows why I would. I really don't know how you expected me to agree."

"Pfft. It was literally one dance. You even danced with Potter, of all people, " he spat.

"At least he had the audacity to be pleasant and polite," I shot back, my fury boiling, "You, on the other hand, are a complete worthless, attention-seeking, good-for-nothing prat!" I stormed right up to him, my eyes blazing with anger.

"You think you're so high and mighty, and that we all need to obey you. Well wake up, imbecile! Do you not get it yet, we are over?! What about it is not clear? You agreed yourself! But yet here you are, trying to get me back! What is your problem, Malfoy!" I yelled in his face. My facial expression was a mixture of anger, frustration and confusion. He flinched, slightly shocked.

"I hate you, do you know that? You asshole! I don't know what is wrong with you! Is this some sort of sick way to make me break again? I hate you, Malfoy, god damn it!" I screamed in resentment, drawing in heavy, ragged breaths. Most of the house had come to see the commotion by now. Malfoy remained silent. I felt hot, angry tears building in my eyes. My face was flushed. I turned on my heel and half-stumbled, half-ran, up to my dorm.

"Roxy, wait!" I heard Malfoy call behind me. I just flipped him off with my finger, the one with the snake ring on. My steps didn't falter as I hurried up, pushing past my friends.

Once I was in my dorm, I flung myself onto the bed, finally allowing the tears to flow as I half-screamed into my pillows. I vaguely noticed my friends come in. They knew better than to even attempt to get my attention. I heard footsteps stop at my bed once or twice, but nobody talked. And I preferred it that way.

After several minutes, I went to take a shower and prepare for the night. I did everything in sullen silence, then crawled into my sheets and drew the green drapings around my four poster bed. A while later, the lights went off, and silence followed. I continued to weep into my duvet until I fell asleep, wishing for this nightmare to end. My last thought was, I hate Malfoy.

A/N: Interesting, I hope? How will Roxy and Draco's relationship continue? Why is Draco so conflicted? How will Roxy's plan progress?
The song at the top of Chapter 10 is called Sick of... by CIVILIANS and Sibel. Please listen to it; it's really good. The song describes Draco and Roxy's feelings so perfectly. 😭