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I wake up the next morning and look around my dorm. Blaise had just come back from the shower and Vince was getting dressed. You are still asleep and I could tell that you had been drunk when coming to bed. It happened surprisingly often. I sigh as I get up heading to the bathroom to get ready for a new day. When I return you're still in bed. Vince and I exchanged a look as I bite my bottom lip. If someone didn't wake you soon, you'd really be late for class, and I don't think McGonagall is going to stand for that. Zabini huffed pushing past us "Oh, this is pathetic" he muttered under his breath "I'll do it" he stalked over to the bed grabbing you by the shoulder and pulling the blankets of off you.
"Come on Malfoy" he demanded rather loudly "Rise and shine" he added. There was a loud groan of protest coming from the and I shake my head. Nice one Blaise. The Italian however didn't seem to care and simply continued shaking you. "Zabini, I would stop if I were you, if you want to keep that arm" came a threat by your pillow and I smile as Blaise simply shrugged "Don't want to be late for class now do you?" Blaise said in an overly chipper tone that I knew would irritate you to no end. I can't help but smile again as you slowly turned to the other side now back to us "Just fuck of Zabini" he murmured his eyes closing again. Blaise shook your shoulders once more and I knew this could not end well for the tall Italian. You lift you head ever so slightly "Will you all just go already, I'll be in time for class" you hiss and Blaise held up his hand "Whatever you say Malfoy" he huffed before turning on his heals and heading out the door. Crabbe sent me a look and I simply nod. When you get in one of these moods it was best to just leave you be and so muffled we shrug and down to the great-hall where breakfast was already in full swing.
I catch Potter's look from the other table and I see Vince nod. He had told me that he had had a little chat with Potter, and I had shouted at him for a few good two hours on how he could have done such a thing, but after a while I calmed down and realized the 'boy who live' had figured it out for himself. That must have been so scary for you though. Realizing someone knew of you 'weakness' in Slytherin 99% had been brainwashed and firmly believed that any show of weakness was not to be tolerated and no-one more so then you, the ever proud Malfoy heir. I sit down and simply put some food on my plate. As promised you don't show for breakfast and for a moment I'm scared you'd fallen back asleep and would miss your first few classes but luckily you come walking around the corner just in time with an enormous scowl on your face. I wouldn't want to be in the shoes of the ones that crossed your path today.
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My head is pounding and I can vaguely hear someone call out. They're shaking me too and suddenly I'm cold. That could only mean one thing, Zabini. I grumble under my breath annoyed. Did he really haveto yell like that? I suppose now a threat was in order. The boy would not disist however and I now turn my back to them fully intend on going back to sleep. He shook my shoulder again and I lift my head up ever so slightly biting out a "Will you all just go already, I'll be in time for class" I assure them and I see Zabini hold up his hands and he huffed something as he walked out of the room. I don't really give a damn and simply close my eyes for a bit longer. I'm careful not to fall asleep though, since I knew I couldn't miss class. About half an hour later I slowly sit up rubbing my temples before heading down to the bathroom and I take a hot shower before getting dressed and making my way to transfigurations. I sneer at anyone who dares come near me. I join my friends before striding into the room and sit down at my usual table.
Not long after we sat down McGonagall entered and started her lesson. Merlin, did she have to talk that loud? I groan inwardly rubbing my temples as I try and focus on what the head of Gryffindor house is trying to explain. I really am struggling and make a mental note to keep the drinking for the weekends. I couldn't let it interfere with my schoolwork. That would be dangerous besides... I really wanted to for once succeed in something. I grit my teeth and simply jot down notes. Not that I truly think I have a chance, but that is besides the point. When class is finally over Ì heave a sigh of relief. Just five more classes. Our next class is potions and I groan. Usually I loved potion, but the work would normally come down to me, and this morning I was not looking forward that. My friends soon joined me on the way back to the dungeons. I don't really pay any attention to their mindless babbling.
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I glance up from my breakfast as your friends enter the great-hall. I frown. Why aren't you there? Is everything alright? Crabbe gives me a reassuring nod and I calm down somewhat. I now also see Hermione tilt her head to scan the Slytherin table. She gave me a quick glance and I nod to assure her everything is fine. I'm Lucky to have found friends like her and Ron. Even though the red-head would at first have a fit and throw a tantrum or two I knew eventually he would come around. She raised an eyebrow and I simply shrug. I don't know where you are. Maybe doing some last minute work? When we reach our first class I see you strut around the corner and I can just tell you're in one hell of a bad mood and smile realising you must not have stopped drinking when I left last night.
Hermione frowned pulling me aside "You went over there last night didn't you?" she asked and I sighed but eventually nodded "Yes, I snuck into the Slytherin rooms" I answer. She sighed deeply and I think she has to try hard to refrain from reprimanding me for unnecessarilybreaking school rules "How was he..?" she asked still tentative. I guess it was still weird to her to be worried about the one that had 'tormented' us for the past few years.
"I don't know" I sigh "I think he was trying to drown his sorrows...". Her eyes widen and she sighed "Well, that would explain this morning" she sighed and I nod "This can't go on for much longer" I mutter under my breath and she gives me a look before nodding "It's a miracle he has done for this long" she sighed and I nod before we head to our next class... potions and I just can't believe Snape could have been completely clueless and if it was possible I hated him even more for not doing anything to stop it. Bloody coward. We sit down and I sent Snape a look of contempt. One to rival his own. I scowl as he drones out today's topic and sums up the ingredients we were going to be using. Hermione is hurriedly scribbling along and I sigh before following her example. It's not like me failing potions will help you any is it? I watch as you calmly prepare your potion, as always perfect and I think this may even be somewhat therapeutic for you. It forces your mind to go elsewhere, and it is one of the few subjects you even better Hermione.
The class is over and Snape calls you over to his desk. What does he want? You simply shrug your shoulders and nod before heading over to the teachers' desk. I make my way out the room and up the stairs, deep in thought. Ron looked at us confused before finally having had enough "Ohke you two" he frowned "What's going on?" he demanded. I raise and eyebrow "What are you on about Ron?" I asked and he shook his head "Don't give me that Harry. First your moping around for weeks and now you too 'Mione" he started "What's going on...?" he asked again. I sigh glancing over at Hermione who sighed "It's up to you Harry, you know what I think" she responded and I am really torn. Eventually I decide that it is best to get Ron in the loop. After all. This was the first time we had ever had secrets for each-other and I really didn't like that feeling one bit. "Ron... It... it's about Malfoy..." I start and explain everything. The red-head gave both of us a dumbfounded look and it was quit a while before he finally spoke "Harry, you are aware we're talking about Malfoy right?" he frowned "Who's to say that he hasn't made the whole thing up?" he commented and I feel my temper rising "I know what I saw Ron" I hiss "And I've been speaking with him regularly for weeks now" I tell him before walking away leaving the redhead to stew in his own juices.
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I glance between my two friends and sigh as Harry storms of. I give Ron a withering look "I've spoken with him as well Ron, and he seems genuine" I inform him "Ronald" I sigh "I d think Malfoy needs help". He frowned "Even if, when did that insufferable brat become our problem? Whatever 'daddy dearest' deals out is probably deserved" he scowled. I shook my head "Ronald! How can you say such a thing!" I exclaim "Nobody deserves to be hit with a whip or a concussion". He shook his head "Whatever 'Mione, he did nothing but insult us and tried getting us into trouble. Excuse me for not wanting any part of your pity party" he scowled and I shook my head "Don't you understand that that was his coping mechanism" I retort trying to reach him. Ron clenched his jaw but simply sighed "Fine" he grumbled. The redhead sighed before walking away. "Ron! Where are you going?" I call after him but get no response. I sigh left to my own devices and I'm unsure what I should do? I bite my lip and head down our next class where Harry and Ron were still glaring at each-other. I roll my eyes and am getting rather annoyed. Would my friends ever learn? I guess not.
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"Mr. Malfoy can I see you for a moment?" I clench my jaw turning around to face my godfather "Of course professor" I simply comply and head down to the front of the class. He turns around to face me and beckons me to sit down. He took a deep breath and I think he's having trouble finding the right words "Draco, what is going on?" he asked and I give him a confused look "What ever are you talking about?" I inquire but he holds up his hand to stop me "Remember Draco, that I've known your father for a long time now" he sighed and I narrow my eyes "Since when do you care anyway?" I snap rising to my feet angrily glaring at the man before me. I know it wasn't completely fair to him, as he had tried and help me over the years, but really, what was suddenly the matter with people? Suddenly everybody 'cared' and wanted to 'help' even though they know very well they can't.
"You know very well I care" he now countered his obsidian eyes boring into mine and I narrow my eyes "Whatever, see you around" and with that I storm out of the room. I really do not need this. I soon reach my class and simply force myself to concentrate on the lesson, and absolutely nothing else. Too soon class was over and the rest of the day passed quickly as well. I head into the library and get down to work... I ignored the exhaustion that was threatening to take over. I close my eyes before finishing the needed work. By the time I had finished my homework it had become diner-time and so I great-hall bound to not arise to much suspicion. I eat my meal and with my mask firmly in place joke around with the rest of my table, who, luckily, seem none the wiser. After diner, I once again head to the library since my father had sent me new books and I really needed to get started on them. An hour or two later and I had finished one of the books. I brush the blond hair from my face and pack away my notes and head outside.
"Come out" I hiss after turning around. A redhead stepped from the shadows "Malfoy" he acknowledged and I tilt my head raising an eyebrow "What do you want Weasel?" I demand my eyes never leaving him. He narrowed his eyes "I want you to stay away from Harry and Hermione" he ordered and I shake my head "They keep bothering me Weasel, I don't come to them" I reply before turning around to continue my way to the lake. He grabbed my arm and I spun around "You really don't want to do that Weasley" I sneered yanking myself free from his grasp "Just stay the hell away from me" I snap infuriated. He shook his head "Oooh no you don't, you're not getting of this easy Malfoy, you're going to tell me what you are up to" he demanded and I raise a mocking eyebrow "Is that so? And how, pray tell were you planning on doing that" I inquire. He clenches his jaw and his hand slips to his wand. I frown about to say something when a voice cut through the air.
"Ronald!" and yes, there she is... little miss know-it-all. The other boy's head snapped up "'Mione.." he breathed "I... I was just..." "Threatening Malfoy" she finished for him and sent him a death-glare. He turned red and started spluttering out excuses. The girl gavehim a furious glare and he immediately snapped his mouth shut. "Impressive Granger" I smirk "Getting him to shut up like that". She now sends me a warning look and I simply hold up my hands in surrender before yawning, turning around and walking away. I feel their eyes bore into my back as I walk away towards the lake...
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I had followed Hermione out the door and am greeted by Ron holding on to your arm and reaching for his wand. I see Hermione move forward giving the redhead a glare of epic proportions. I see Ron squirm and sigh joining them "Ron... come on... Malfoy has been through enough" I tell him and he sighed "Fine" he eventually conceded"But I reserve the right to say 'I told you so" he added and Hermione and I smiled shaking our heads "Yes Ron" I smile patting my friend on the arm as he scowled and we watch you stalk away. I'm glad Ron is on board now as well, even if somewhat reluctant. We head back inside and up to our common-room where Hermione settled herself on the couch with a book and Ron and I got into a heated discussion on the best Quidditch strategy to make sure we would once again win the Hogwarts quid-ditch cup. And so ends another day in the castle...
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