A/N: Sorry for the wait, once again! Had to return to school last week unfortunately, and I was too lazy to post a chapter, so I apologize in advance.

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!Swearing Ahead!

The Mirror Of Erised

Chapter 10: The Expected Confrontation

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(Draco's P.O.V)

I gulped after I heard what came out of her mouth.

I turned to look at her, blinking several times in my moment of disbelief. No one knew. . . No one could've possibly told Granger about my habits. . . I could've sworn I kept this a secret. . .

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That was when an image of Daphne crossed my mind and I felt the feeling of betrayal and anger begin to build up in my throat.

She was so dead.

Daphne Greengrass could say goodbye to the world before dawn tonight.

I muttered incoherently under my breath, but stopped myself after I felt Granger's stare burning holes through me.

I folded my arms over my chest, rolled my eyes, and scoffed.

"Don't get your hopes up Granger, whoever told you that speaks utter bullshit," I spat at her, and she seemed unbothered, and proceeded to look at me, tilting her head to the side as a small frown stole her lips.

"So, what you're saying is, is that Daphne just decided to approach me at the strangest time of day; Gryffindor Quidditch practice to be exact; to tell me that you had some sudden infatuation with me out of all girls in this school? I understand you Slytherins usually prank other people, but she didn't show any sort of sign that what she was saying was foolishness. Which brings me to this current situation: Do you like me or not?" Granger said this cautiously, almost as if she was hesitating about something, almost as if she was expecting something specific from me.

I sighed and ran a hand through my hair, finding no other chance of getting out of this predicament.

"Look, you don't have the right to question me, Granger. I have the choice to answer your question or if I don't want to," I told her with a hard stare, and she raised her hands up in surrender.

"Point taken. Don't expect me to back off so soon though, Draco," She glanced at me once more before walking away in a swift movement.

I found myself bewildered once again.

What the sodding hell did she mean by that?

I gulped as I wiped the sweat rolling down my temple.

Now wasn't the time to panic; I had to find that pathetic excuse of a best friend before I lost my patience.

Daphne Greengrass.

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(Daphne's P.O.V)

I felt the instant feeling of regret when I told Granger about Draco. I knew Granger was going to take the matter into her own hands and do something about this whole situation soon.

Not that I knew what her intentions were, I just knew she might do something that may or may not get me dead before I would be able to see daylight tomorrow morning.

I mentally slapped myself as I stepped back into the Slytherin Common Room, and found Blaise and Pansy lounging over by the unlit fire place.

I plopped down beside them and they both watched me while I did so.

I emitted a heavy sigh, and they both exchanged exasperated glances.

"What's the struggle today, ma'am? Some boy problems I presume?" Blaise asked in a mocking voice, slipping on a random pair of discarded glasses from off of a nearby coffee table and reached inside of his pocket to pull out a spare piece of parchment paper and a quill.

He pretended to scribble things down whilst Pansy only laughed in return.

I rolled my eyes as I leaned against the back of the couch behind me.

"You could say that," I told him with a shrug as I rested my eyes.

He set down the parchment and his quill, both him and Pansy stared at me with questionable gazes. I blinked a couple of times before I managed to tell them what happened with Granger.

They both didn't interrupt me the entire time I spoke, which came as a surprise to me, but I didn't think much more of it. They were staring at me intently by the time I finished explaining everything.

I was about to say something else but was finally cut off by a very loud 'BANG!'

I slowly turned my head to look at the entrance of the Common Room, spotting Draco, who was seething and looked about ready to kill. His nostrils were flaring dangerously, his face was as red as a tomato, and he was clutching his fists so hard that his knuckles were white.

"Get the fuck out of my way," He mumbled to a group of third years who immediately scurried off to the side in attempt to avoid Draco's punches, and was approaching me, Blaise, and Pansy in a loud stomp.

I saw this coming from the beginning, but I had admit, I was still intimidated.

Draco stopped in front of me, the Common Room was absolutely silent by now.

He glared down at me as he grabbed me by my collar and shoved me against the wall.

"The lot of you, I'd advise you to leave now before you end up thrown into the fire place before midnight," Draco growled as he turned his head to scan the room. They all did as told, dashing up to their dormitories in a hurried flee.

Pansy and Blaise remained sitting though, now looking back up at Draco who was sneering down at the both of them.

"That means you both, too," Draco hissed at them, making them both stand up and run out of the room, after the rest of the Slytherins.

"And take those glasses off Zabini, you look ridiculous!" Draco called in a scolding tone, right as the portrait slammed shut and Blaise disappeared behind it.

Draco averted his glare back to me, pushing harder on my shoulders to keep me firm against the wall. I swallowed, feeling my throat suddenly becoming sore.

"Explain." He let out a shaky breath, as if he was containing something from coming out of his mouth. I blinked at him, now noticing the light grey crescents under his eyes and the way his eyes were a darker shade of grey.

"There's nothing to explain, Draco. I was trying to help the both of you. You're too much of a coward to ever approach Granger so I thought I might as well just tell her for you. . Now I see why that was a very terrible idea in the first place. . ." I mumbled the last part of my sentence, though I knew he still heard it.

He now looked away from me, but still had his hands clutched tightly on my shoulders.

He let out a sigh and finally let go, glancing at me with a weak stare before walking out of the Common Room without another word.

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(Draco's P.O.V)

I know I practically promised myself that I would have Daphne deleted from this planet before morning, but I suppose that I couldn't do it after what she did.

She was right about the fact that I was too scared to ever admit my feelings to Granger, so I secretly thanked her for the favor she did for me.

What my main concern was; was that I couldn't tell if Granger felt the same way. Because if she did, she did a very good job of concealing her feelings. I was beginning to doubt ever having a chance with her.

I gave up on my inheritance of the Malfoy ego for her. The thought of that makes me cringe.

But I didn't deserve Granger.

And there it is.

I admitted it at last.

You're very fucking welcome.

I ran a hand through my tangled mane of hair and sighed for what seemed like the billionth time that day.

Granger never knew how to give me a break.

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A/N: Well, that's the end of this chapter. Hopefully it was somewhat decent, I was only improvising and experimenting with this chapter, because I didn't have anything planned out for this one.

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