What's Eating You, Sly?
Montage 4
By: Emma
Disclaimer: Nothing but "Sly" is mine.
Summary: it ran away. If you find it, call me at 1-800-isuckatsummaries
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The next morning, Pansy met Draco in the dungeon Common room. He seemed to be avoiding meeting her eyes.
"Hey." she greeted as they began to walk out, "Ready for breakfast?"
He grunted in response.
She perked her voice up to an annoying level, "So, reading for the Quidditch match on Saturday?"
Another grunt.
*Ay me.*
This was getting ridiculous.
Just before they reached the Great Hall, she grabbed his elbow.
Then, he caught her gaze.
"Look, what's the matter with you today?" she asked quietly, and he rolled his eyes.
"Nothing."
"Is this about last night?"
"No," he said sharply, looking away.
"Then what?"
"Nothing is wrong," he said, exasperated, "Can we -please- just go to breakfast?"
Pansy eyed him concernedly, and nodded.
Without another word, they headed to the Slytherin table.