A/N: Hey guys, thanks for the reviews! FF's being weird though it wouldn't let me see the new reviews and it says 7 reviews and I only see 3. But oh well.
Chapter 3 Her confrontation
Draco jumped and rubbed his eyes as the doorbell rang like crazy. He stood up, wearing nothing but boxers (A/N: AHHH), and ran his fingers through his hair causing it to look all screwed up.
He cussed to himself as he ran down the stairs, struggling as he tried to pull on a clean shirt. "Hold your godamn hippogriffs..." he muttered. "It's eight in the morning...stupid...fuckin'..."
He opened the door, and the doorbell echoed through his halls one last time, and found himself face to face with a familiar girl with short blonde curls, covered with a thick feathered jacket.
"Pansy?" he squinted his eyes, "Do you have any idea what time it is?"
Pansy Parkinson was standing on his doorway, with an angry look on her face. She rolled her eyes at his question.
"Okay...don't answer me then. What do you want?"
Pansy stormed inside his house, shoving her jacket into Malfoy's face. He raised a brow as she walked to through the halls into the living room.
Draco went to his kitchen and got a cup of coffee and melted frogs and walked through the door connected to the living room.
Before he could give her the cup of coffee, she had spoken.
"We broke up!" she yelled.
Draco raised another brow. What's she talking about?
"Adrian Pucey! You know him." she shrieked, "We went out after you and I broke up."
Draco looked at his ceiling, as though pretending he hadn't known that. "Sorry to hear that, then." She grabbed the cup of coffee and drank it with one sip, "So, what do you want me for?"
But she ignored him, "And you know what that manwhore said?! He said I was a selfish, little conceited, brat! Can you believe that?" tears were running down her eyes, though Draco didn't understand why, "He broke my heart, Drake...I'm alone now. But then I realised- I realised...now all I really want is...is you! You're my only hope!"
"Pansy," Draco began gently, "We were over a long time ago. And I don't think I'd want to start that again-"
"You think? What about me, Drake? I got nobody to love me, now! And y-y-you're telling m-me that you don't want to help? Draco...I thought...I thought you loved me..."
"Loved." He said, still avoiding the eye contact, "Don't tell me that I haven't been thinking, because I have. I've been thinking about you, I've been thinking about us. But you know what? All I can ever remember is how you used me like a rag. All those sleepless nights, for you...useless, Pansy. Can't you see? I've loved you once and I was shattered- and it's hard to face the fact that there are still bruises in my heart. I've learnt how to move on and so should you, Pansy. We can't be together again...just understand-"
"No. I don't want to understand!" her face was hot with anger and she was standing up, scowlding at him. Draco finally looked up at her vital face. "How can you do this to me, Draco Malfoy? I love you! How hard is it to love back? I forgive you! We can be together again and be happy...."
"It's very hard." He said, gritting his teeth.
"I-is t-there.... A-a-another girl? Draco? Do you love someone else?" her hands were on her hips and her face was red and wet.
"I have my eyes at someone else."
"NO!" she said in disbelief, "I'm the girl for you, Draco. No, this can't be happening. How could you..." she burried her hands on her face as she cried worthless tears.
"You got to learn to open your eyes. You'll find him, but I don't believe I'm the one. You can cry me a river all you want- you're welcome to stay here as my visitor- I'll make you breakfast. I still care Pansy. But I don't...I don't love you."
"W-who is it Drake? Tell me. W-w-who's the girl?" Umbrage in her eyes. Draco looked away. "TALK TO ME DRACO!"
Draco simply shook his head. She walked directly towards him and tried to smack her hands to his face. But she didn't....She held her hands up in mid-air, waiting for Draco to say something.
He stood there, looking through her cold, selfish eyes, waiting....
"Do it. That's all you ever do."
"P-please, Draco. Don't make me regret this-"
"Oh, you won't." He crossed his arms, waiting for her strike. But instead, she burst out in tears and stormed out of the living room.
"I hate you, Draco Malfoy! I hate you!"
A/n: ok that was really bad, but anyways OK.
