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Chap. 8 Hermione grabbed his arm, and told him, anger still within her voice, "I don't know what you mean, and I probably don't want to know. But that girl was emotional to begin with, coming to a new school, and you pushed over the edge. You seem very good at that, Draco." Then she stormed out of the library, leaving Draco alone to sort out his unanswered questions.
Tossing and turning that night in the dormitories, Draco was pounded with questions and accusations. He finally decided to modify his plan, but the next morning would be the only time to do it.
The next morning he waited for Alexa by the Dining Hall entrance, as they had agreed yesterday. She was bubbly and when her eyes found Draco, she let out a squeal of delight and ran forward to him. He hugged her, knowing she expected a kiss and noticed her friends envious glares.
When Alexa started to follow him to the Slytherin table, he quickly said "I think you should sit with your table today. Then seeing her pout, he promised to explain later. Hurrying away, he sat down at his spot heading the table. Sighing he picked at his breakfast and was looking at the Hufflepuff table, when Pansy Parkinson came up behind him.
"Where have you been Draco? I've missed you, baby," she purred in his ear.
Draco infuriated told her, and the whole hall, "GET THE BLOODY HELL AWAY FROM ME! YOU SEX-CRAZED WHORE!" Then he got up and left the Dining Hall, running to the library. He sat at the same table in the same chair that Vanessa did last night. He was as close as he had ever come to being in tears, and it was all for some girl.
Vanessa was sitting with a blank stare on her face when she heard Draco's voice explode from the other end of the room. She turned and saw the slutty girl who had been all over him at dinner the previous night, get told off. 'Serves her right,' she thought. Then she mentally kicked herself for even thinking that. 'Why do I care? He'll get another girlfriend.' The aching pain she felt must have shown through, because the timid girl sitting next to her asked if she was feeling ok. Choking out a response of something between a headache and the flu, she fled to the hospital wing. She had no sooner opened the door than collapsed on the floor, her knees pulled up to her chest.
Madame Pomfrey hurried up to her and needed only one look at her face. She clucked her tongue and forced her to swallow some chocolate. The chocolate slipped down her throat, calming and soothing as it went. She soon stopped sobbing and got a potion for the hiccups that always come after long periods of tears. Then she took the kind woman's advice and headed to class.
The first thing she noticed was that Draco was not there. Her heart fell back down to its seemingly permanent place near her knees and she sat down. She had been foolish enough to think he would be here, waiting, waiting to profess his love to her. At that last thought she broke into a smile. 'This certainly isn't a Cinderella story. So why am I waiting for Draco to be Prince Charming?'
Draco raked his hands through his blonde hair. He couldn't believe what was going wrong with everything. The only good thing was that he had realized Alexa was in Hufflepuff, like Vanessa. He had to get close to Alexa in order to get Vanessa. He suddenly asked himself why he hadn't just posed the dating question to Vanessa when he had the chance? He sighed, setting his forehead down on the table. This was going to be a long year.
Chap. 8 Hermione grabbed his arm, and told him, anger still within her voice, "I don't know what you mean, and I probably don't want to know. But that girl was emotional to begin with, coming to a new school, and you pushed over the edge. You seem very good at that, Draco." Then she stormed out of the library, leaving Draco alone to sort out his unanswered questions.
Tossing and turning that night in the dormitories, Draco was pounded with questions and accusations. He finally decided to modify his plan, but the next morning would be the only time to do it.
The next morning he waited for Alexa by the Dining Hall entrance, as they had agreed yesterday. She was bubbly and when her eyes found Draco, she let out a squeal of delight and ran forward to him. He hugged her, knowing she expected a kiss and noticed her friends envious glares.
When Alexa started to follow him to the Slytherin table, he quickly said "I think you should sit with your table today. Then seeing her pout, he promised to explain later. Hurrying away, he sat down at his spot heading the table. Sighing he picked at his breakfast and was looking at the Hufflepuff table, when Pansy Parkinson came up behind him.
"Where have you been Draco? I've missed you, baby," she purred in his ear.
Draco infuriated told her, and the whole hall, "GET THE BLOODY HELL AWAY FROM ME! YOU SEX-CRAZED WHORE!" Then he got up and left the Dining Hall, running to the library. He sat at the same table in the same chair that Vanessa did last night. He was as close as he had ever come to being in tears, and it was all for some girl.
Vanessa was sitting with a blank stare on her face when she heard Draco's voice explode from the other end of the room. She turned and saw the slutty girl who had been all over him at dinner the previous night, get told off. 'Serves her right,' she thought. Then she mentally kicked herself for even thinking that. 'Why do I care? He'll get another girlfriend.' The aching pain she felt must have shown through, because the timid girl sitting next to her asked if she was feeling ok. Choking out a response of something between a headache and the flu, she fled to the hospital wing. She had no sooner opened the door than collapsed on the floor, her knees pulled up to her chest.
Madame Pomfrey hurried up to her and needed only one look at her face. She clucked her tongue and forced her to swallow some chocolate. The chocolate slipped down her throat, calming and soothing as it went. She soon stopped sobbing and got a potion for the hiccups that always come after long periods of tears. Then she took the kind woman's advice and headed to class.
The first thing she noticed was that Draco was not there. Her heart fell back down to its seemingly permanent place near her knees and she sat down. She had been foolish enough to think he would be here, waiting, waiting to profess his love to her. At that last thought she broke into a smile. 'This certainly isn't a Cinderella story. So why am I waiting for Draco to be Prince Charming?'
Draco raked his hands through his blonde hair. He couldn't believe what was going wrong with everything. The only good thing was that he had realized Alexa was in Hufflepuff, like Vanessa. He had to get close to Alexa in order to get Vanessa. He suddenly asked himself why he hadn't just posed the dating question to Vanessa when he had the chance? He sighed, setting his forehead down on the table. This was going to be a long year.