And all those things I didn't say
Wrecking balls inside my brain
I will scream them loud tonight
Can you hear my voice this time
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It was the first class I had with both Harry and Draco this morning and even walking into the room, was awkward. I could feel Draco watching me and I could feel Harry looking at me. I didn't know what he was feeling or what he was thinking and I didn't want to know. I didn't think it would be good to know.
I gripped my bag tightly in my hand and looked for a seat. Harry was sitting with Ron and neither one of them was looking at me directly. Hermione was sitting beside Parvati. I looked around for any empty seat and even though I would've like to sit beside Hermione or even ditsy Lavender Brown, the only empty seat was beside Pansy Parkinson. I grit my teeth and walked over to the empty seat and set my bag down.
"Potter has to sit with some Slytherins. Better keep your wand out. Don't know what might get you when you're not looking." I felt static in the air and my eyes shifted to Draco. While his back was turned to me, I knew he was listening to anything and everything we were saying.
"Are you making a threat Parkinson?" I pulled out my charms book and set it on the desk and flipped to the page we were on. I had my wand sticking out of my bag and it was readily available for me.
"No. I'm making a promise." Pansy reached across the desk and I watched her hand carefully. She put her hand on my book and with a flick of her wrist, it went flying off the desk and hit the wall to my right. The book made a loud bang and the whole class turned to look at us, Pansy with her pig nosed innocent look and me, gritting my teeth and my eyes narrowed.
"Miss Potter, please grab your book and I want no more disturbances from you." I stood up and walked over to where the book feel. I grabbed it and stood up. I could feel the air thickening and I quickly glanced towards Draco. It was because of him that the air was thickening. He was getting pissed off.
"Sorry Professor Flitwick." I sat back down and set my book down. I stared straight ahead and didn't acknowledge Pansy's presence. I wouldn't let her get to me.
"Now if we could continue…" He turned around and focused back on his task of teaching. I tried to listen to what he was saying, but with Pansy sitting beside me, smirking, it was hard to concentrate.
"So…I hear you're interested in Draco." I turned slowly and looked at Pansy. She couldn't know, could she? If she did…
"I'm what?" I was going to try and play stupid. I was going to try and act like it was nothing. If I did that then maybe she would drop the subject.
"You're not fooling anyone Potter. I know what you're doing." Pansy's smirk fell and she replaced it with an angry sneer.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I quickly looked to where Flitwick was teaching, his back still turned to us.
"Yes you do." She started to get angrier and I instinctively looked to where Draco was sitting. He was having a small conversation with Blaise who was sitting beside him. He wasn't focused on us right now.
"I don't have any idea what you're talking about Parkinson." I turned my attention back to her. She was getting too close for my comfort.
"You do Potter." Pansy reached out and I watched her, unable to move, as she put her hand on my wrist and started squeezing. I cringed and ground my teeth, determined not to scream. But every moment she held on, my wrist started to burn and I got closer and closer to screaming.
"Pansy let go." I felt my eyes watering and when she squeezed my wrist with a little more pressure, I yanked on my wrist to try and get it out of her grip. I let out a loud screech and felt my whole left side shaking. My entire body felt like it was starting burn and it was as painful as getting set on fire.
"Pansy!" I heard Draco's voice and all I felt was scorching fire. I kept screaming and trying to get my wrist out of her grip.
"Let her go!" I felt her let go of my wrist, but the burning didn't stop. I clutched my wrist to my chest and looked down with blurry eyes. My wrist was bright red and I could bruises starting to form.
"Draco!" I felt my whole body starting to shake, not just my left side. I started to see spots and then slowly started to see black. I was in so much pain.
"Jessica, it's okay. You're going to be fine." I felt Draco's hand on my wrist, trying to get a look at it, but I wouldn't let him. I kept it clutched close to my chest.
"Mr. Malfoy what is going on?" Professor Flitwick started to make his way to the back of the class and I was sure that by now the whole class was staring.
"We need to get you out of here. I'm going to get you out of here." I felt him put one arm around my back and the other underneath my legs. He picked me up and I pushed myself close to him. I didn't know why my skin still felt like it was on fire, Draco was here and he was touching me. It should've stopped.
"You'll be okay. You will be fine."
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I sat beside the bed that she was in and waited. She was in a lot of pain and her wrist was black and blue and red. Pansy was an idiot for touching her, even if she didn't know, she shouldn't touch her. I clenched my fists and waited for her to wake up.
The burning and bruises were bad. They were even worse because Pansy had wanted to do harm and she squeezed her wrist. Hard. Pansy had wanted to see her in pain but she was not betting on her screaming in pain and shaking from the heat. Pansy didn't expect me to be there, to threaten her. Pansy wasn't expecting me to be holding my wand to her and uttering threats.
"She will be fine. Her temperature has gone down and now she's just resting. Her body needs it." I couldn't believe that I was sitting next to Hermione and us being civil, but here she was. She came only a few minutes after I had brought her here and she had sat here ever since.
"What I don't understand is why me being near her didn't help. I thought it was supposed to help." I looked at Granger for answers. She knew almost as much as I did about Veela's and Mates.
"Well Pansy did intend to do harm and from what she told me, she had just gotten into the second stage. She hasn't been there long and so everything is still young. It could be because your relationship is so young." I scoffed and leaned back in my chair. Granger had an answer for everything.
"Thanks, Granger." Hermione gave a curt nod and sat up straight. She opened up one of her big books and started reading to herself. I turned my attention away from her to Jessica. She was looking a lot better, besides her wrist, and I couldn't wait for her to wake up.
"Staring at her won't make her wake up any quicker. She'll wake up when she is good and ready for it, Draco." Hermione looked up at me from her book. I looked at her and frowned.
My parents believed that pure-bloods were the superiors of the Wizarding World and I was raised to believe that, too. But Hermione, she was better than most of us. She was smart, book wise, and witch wise. She knew her spells and charms. She knew her potions and knew how to defend herself when it came down to it. She wasn't afraid to stand up for herself; that was evident from when she punched me in the nose in 3rd year.
"I'm sorry Hermione. For everything."
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