A/N: Here's the VERY last chapter! Hope you enjoy! And thanks by the way to all of my reviewers! Love ya all!
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ALL FOR YOU
By Rage
Chapter Fourteen
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Go away.
The words still rang in his head. And the pain had stayed since that incident.
Draco had sulked into the Great Hall two days after, and sat alone in the Slytherin Table. He picked on his breakfast and stared down at it. Everyone around him was talking happily… laughing loudly… chatting about light things… except him. He was still thinking about Hermione.
Go away, she had said rather coldly. At that moment, there was no need for a Stunning Spell. Draco was frozen and was speechless once the words had been uttered. He saw Harry and Ron give Hermione surprised looks out of the corner of his eye, but his attention was still on her.
She was still glaring at him. Draco's first initiative was to approach her and talk to her, but his body moved automatically. He ran out of the Hospital Wing, not looking back. He wanted to go to their dormitory and just think that it was only a nightmare… a terrible dream.
But it was not.
Draco clenched his fists in regret. It was very unMalfoy like, he had to admit. He had been a coward.
The bell had finally rung. Most of the students hurriedly finished their food and rushed out to get to their classes. Draco took one spoonful of oatmeal and grabbed his bag. He dragged his feet and walked down to the dungeons for Potions.
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"Fifteen points each from Gryffindor for being late, Patil! Brown!" Snape spat as soon as Parvati and Lavender arrived. They frowned. Parvati opened her mouth to complain, but Lavender pulled her by the arm and dragged her to their seats.
Some of the Slytherins snickered, each with a malicious and evil glint in their eyes. Draco wasn't one of them; he was still thinking of what happened. Snape eyed all of them and then said, "You will all be making the Dreamstate Draft Potion today. You will be paired up—" Each of the Gryffindors exchanged looks—" with someone from the opposite house."
Harry and the others groaned. The Slytherins grinned evilly. Snape smirked and then started appointing partners. "Longbottom with Goyle! Zabini with Patil! Thomas and Bulstrode!"
Draco wasn't paying attention and didn't even react when he heard his name. "Malfoy! Potter!" Snape called out sharply. Draco picked his bag up and stood beside Harry. He ignored Harry's stare and opened his book.
Harry narrowed his eyes. "Is something the matter, Malfoy?" he asked suspiciously, taking out the needed ingredients.
"I wouldn't exactly tell you now, would I?" Draco muttered, now chopping the shrivelfig into equal sizes.
Harry glanced at him. "I'm guessing it's about Hermione?"
Draco cut the shrivelfig unevenly. Harry noticed this and had a grin plastered on his face as he boiled the water in his cauldron. "I'm guessing I'm right."
"Mind your own business, Potter."
"I can't if it's about one of my best friends."
Draco put the knife down and smirked. "How touching."
"Look, Malfoy," Harry turned to him, looking serious. "Ron and I despise every single little thing about you. And I know that the feeling's quite mutual. But I know Hermione thinks differently of you."
Draco turned to him. "So what?"
"It's very obvious that you love her." Harry turned away and dropped some unicorn hair in the cauldron.
Draco looked down, gripping the knife. "But she doesn't," he muttered, continuing with the chopping.
Harry glanced at him. "I'm not entirely sure of that, Malfoy."
"What do you mean?"
He ignored his question and replied, "Why don't you talk to her?"
"She's not willing to."
"Leave that to me."
Draco raised his eyebrow. "Why are you helping me, of all people?"
Harry grinned slightly. "I have no idea. No idea why."
They stopped chatting and continued with making the potion. Draco glanced at Harry and sighed hopelessly.
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A/N: Ha ha! I lied! I'm out of inspiration to write already! So I highly apologize! Anyway, thank you to all of my reviewers who have reviewed (duh) my story! You are very nice people! Love ya all!
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