fifty shades of green • draco malfoy

five

draco malfoy

I'm not sure what was wrong with me. I kissed the mudblood. I kissed the mudblood. I kissed the mudblood. And I wasn't repulsed by it.

But that was rubbish. I only kissed her to shut her up.

How could I explain that I hurt Potter because he hurt her?

I couldn't explain that, so I wouldn't.

Instead I kissed her.

It doesn't matter how much I want her. I will never stoop so low as to fall for Charlotte Taylor.

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charlotte taylor

"Walk me through it again," I said, biting my lip.

"He found me in the corridor coming back from dinner," Harry explained for the sixth time, "And then he punched me. Eight times."

"And what did he say?" I asked.

"He told me I hurt you," he shook his head, "Listen, Charlotte, about the Cho thing-"

"It's fine, Harry," I rolled my eyes, "I'm just sorry he hit you."

"It's okay," he said, "You should probably move, your friends don't seem so happy to see you with me."

I looked at the Slytherin table to see Rebecca and Amber glaring at Harry.

"Sorry," I grimaced, "They don't like you."

Harry nodded awkwardly, "Well, bye, then."

I grinned and sauntered over to the Slytherin table and sat down.

"I thought we hated Scarhead," Amber frowned.

I rolled my eyes, "No."

Rebecca nudged me, "Draco is looking at you weird."

"He probably is just thinking of ways to kill me," I shook my head without looking at him.

Rebecca raised her eyebrows but didn't ask any more questions.

As Amber launched into a long speech about the pros and cons of Luke Parker and Georgina dating, I took the opportunity to glance at Malfoy.

His gaze was still fixed upon me as if I was a book he was studying. His grey eyes stared at me with such an intensity, I felt obligated to look away.

Why had he kissed me?

"Oi!" a pair of twins approached me with giddy smiles on their faces.

"Hey!" I greeted, scooting off of the table's bench after seeing the looks of disgust upon my friends faces.

"We heard about your snog session with Harry," Fred grinned.

"We thought you only had eyes for our dear Freddie," George pouted mockingly.

I rolled my eyes, "Fucking Fred was quite enjoyable, but never again."

"Ah," Fred raised his eyebrows, "That's not what you said in our dormitory September first."

I groaned, "You're annoying."

"Don't worry, he won't try anything," George shook his head, "Freddie here still has a girlfriend."

"That hasn't stopped him before," I joked.

"The reason we summoned you was because we request your services," Fred chimed in.

"What services?" I asked.

"We need you to distract Umbridge while we do something rather interesting to her office," George winked.