AN: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters. They belong to J.K. Rowling. All ideas (credits: Phyllis and Laurel) and original characters are owned by me.
"Good morning, Draco," I said sweetly as I pecked him on the lips. As I was about to pull away he grabbed me and submerged me into a hug.
"I missed you over the break," he said into my shoulder.
"So did I" I hugged back into his warm body with such a cold heart that I had broken into once before. As we pulled away, his blue eyes showed a flicker of relief. "How was your winter break?"
"It was alright. I didn't want to stay at my father's house, so most of the time I was at Blaise's house," Draco answered me as we walked to the great hall with his arm slung over my shoulder protectively. "What 'bout yours? Was yours good?"
"Oh, mine was okay, I guess. My parents had a last-minute change so I ended up just staying here." We walked into the great hall like we always did. Everyone had gotten over the initial shock of me being Draco's girlfriend, and so had I. It was quite a shock – the Slytherin Prince with the reclusive Ravenclaw. If I was another student, believe me, I would be quite shocked.
"What?" he turned to look at me, "Why didn't you come to my house? I don't want you to be by yourself. It must be quite dull and boring."
"I didn't want to bother you and I needed to catch up with Charms anyway." He looked at me as if I had hurt him really badly.
"Why would you ever bother me? That would never happen, Hannah." And to think I actually took his word for it – even believed him. That was a big mistake.
"Sorry. I just didn't know…." I apologized like the idiot I was.
"Don't be sorry. C'mon, let's get lunch." He led me over to the Slytherin table where I usually sat with him at meals. He had always refused to sit at the Ravenclaw table; said he had to keep his "reputation." I didn't think it would end anytime soon.
I sat in-between Draco and Blaise – my two Slytherin buddies. "Good mornin', Hannah. How was your vacation? Mine was bloody fantastic!! First, I got to go to France and see all these hot French chicks that kept-" Blaise drawled on and on and on sometimes.... I really didn't want to hear about hot chicks chasing him around on his moped. What a stuck-up prit that was my best friend. "And when Draco popped in we would play exploding snap or go and mess up muggles' minds," I heard Blaise finish. I had told Draco to stop messing with muggles many time before because I used to have muggle friends and non-pure-blood friends also.
"Draco!! I thought that you promised me that you wouldn't mess with any more muggles!!" I had said to him with anger.
"It's not my fault that we're superior to those little pieces of dirt! Those stupid mudbloods are all just-" Draco had said back to me with superiority – he always couldn't get over the fact that some of my old friends were muggle-born.
"Stop it Draco!! You promised me you wouldn't, you lying bastard!!" I yelled at him with so much anger that I rose from my seat causing the attention of the entire Slytherin and Gryffindor table to avert to me. I took one look at Draco to see that his ego was collapsing and he looked the slight bit hurt. I ran out of the great hall with my bubble about to burst from anger and embarrassment.
After all of my classes I headed to dinner by my lonesome, as usual, and for once sat at the Ravenclaw table. Many of my fellow peers were shocked to see me there but soon just shrugged it off. I ate my dinner silently without a word to anyone. I felt eyes lock onto me but I didn't look up to see who it was. Instead I slowly got up and walked out of the hall. I entered the Slytherin common room (Draco told me so I could visit him which was exactly what I was doing) just in time to see Draco and Millicent Bulstrode (don't ask; I think he was desperate) trying to untangle each other's tongues. I just stared at the horrifying sight for a few seconds when reality hit me – Draco is a lying, cheating bastard. I, of course, turned around and left the horrifying to themselves and headed to the Ravenclaw common room.
I didn't cry that night as someone would expect. I had never cried since the night that Jocelyn had passed away. I just grabbed /i Quidditch Through the Ages /i and started to read. I read the entire night; I read it over and over again until I eventually fell asleep with the book lying face-down on my stomach.
When I was walking to the great hall someone stopped me and I knew who it was – Draco Malfoy. "God, why did you have to be such a bitch and scream that in front of everyone in the school!" he said as if his life was over. Now I just realized that he is probably a megalomaniac.
"Why, Draco? Did I ruin your ego?" I said back to him, which was quite unusual behavior for me. Actually, those past two days had been unusual with me talking back to people which was not most likely of me to do.
"Just – I don't want you to be my girlfriend anymore!" Talk about straight-forward. "You ruined it for me!!"
"Ruined what, Draco? Did I ruin your chance of becoming the biggest man-whore in Hogwarts?!"
With that he glared maliciously at me and stalked off to the great hall with me having the last word, which was not likely in an argument with Draco. I had just realized that I had talked back to my boyfriend and he had been very straight-forward with breaking up with me. Well, didn't I feel a whole lot better? I think you get what I was feeling at that point. I was in love with Draco.
And I still am.
But that didn't stop me from hating him at that moment. Yeah, only that moment. It was a bit hard for me to avoid Draco since I had Charms and Astronomy with him. At least I wasn't partners with him or anything.
"Malfoy and Simmons," Professor Flitwickannounced the partners for that semester. Yeah, scratch the part with the not-being-partners-with-Draco-at-least. I was partners with him.
"Well, Simmons. Seeing as we're working together, you hopefully won't screw this up," Draco said to me as he walked over to my table. He knew that Charms was my worst class. He always had to help me with Charms homework. Yeah, I'm not the best at it. I just ignored him and we finished class together with out heads still attached.
The rest of the year was basically the same until just one day, he had to do something. When I woke up, I went to the bathroom to freshen up (duh). I walked in, rubbed my eyes, and looked ahead of me. There, dangling, was the corpse of Jocelyn.
Hanging on a noose. With her neck bleeding continuously.
I screamed so loud, I woke up the entire girls' dormitory. Everyone in my room came rushing in and saw it also. Most of them screamed, but then Luna Lovegood reached out and touched it and said, "Relax, it's just an illusion."
I reached out to touch it and my hand went right through it. All the other girls just muttered, "Thanks for waking us up at six o'clock, Simmons." I took my wand and undid the charm, which took a while considering my lack of knowledge on charms. Soon, I heard someone laughing, and out behind the shower curtain came the one and only Draco Malfoy and Marcus Flint. They both started laughing hysterically at my shocked face. Draco knew who Jocelyn was – I had told him the entire story, trusting him completely. Marcus, being the dumb git he is, had no idea who she was, just decided to play along with the joke anyway.
"Draco!! How could you do this?! First you cheat on me with that bad excuse of a girl, Bulstrode, and then you play a trick like this after you knew what happened?! Why would you do this?!" I yelled at him, but not loud enough for the other girls to hear or else they would herd into here like cattle and their rancher.
He just kept laughing and when he finally had caught his breath said, "It was just so funny to see the expression on your face and see all those other girls come rushing in here!"
"I hate you, Draco Malfoy. Better yet, I loathe you. Now get out of my bathroom!!" I screamed extremely loudly at him. He just gave me a cold glare and slipped on an invisibility cloak he had obviously had and left. Right then did I collapse. Yeah, right there on the cold tiled bathroom floor. I mean, emotionally collapse – not physically. I just started sobbing until I couldn't breathe. I stood up, wiped my eyes and got in the shower. Right then did I decide,
I will get my revenge.
That was the day I knew that Draco would get what he earned from messing with me. Yes, I have an evil side. Well, look at my parents! I mean – come on, what could you expect of their children? Well, I'm not as bad as they'd like me to be but I do have the sin of revenge. I never actually did play any tricks on Draco Malfoy during that year, which was my fifth year. I was planning to leave school and not come back for my sixth year so I could just get away from the horrid memories for a little while. And, that's where I was right then.
I walked into my room and found that the cleaning-lady-person had left and my room was sparkly-clean. Just like in a movie. I sat my bags down on a small table I had not noticed earlier. The "cleaner" had put a table cloth on it (which was very frilly if I might add) and moved it to the middle of the room. I took out a new book I had gotten on the most famous wizards of all time. I read about Albus Dumbledore, Cornelius Fudge (who, in my opinion, isn't all so wonderful), and Harry Potter. They had two entire chapters dedicated to Harry. I skipped those parts for I already knew enough about him from going to the same school and sharing a room with his short-term girlfriend. In the dorms at night it was "Oh, Harry is the best guy ever! I love him so much!" and then a few weeks later it was "Harry's a rotten, cheating bastard!! He never deserved me!!" Ugh, Cho Chang is the most melodramatic, unappreciative snob in the entire school. And that's saying something.
I read The Greatest Witches and Wizards of All Time the entire night. I learned a lot more on my former headmaster, Albus Dumbledore. I had finished the 300-paged book that night. I'm a Ravenclaw – what do you expect? I soon fell asleep in the clothes I had put on that morning. My sleep was dreamless and pointless.
The next morning, I woke up, took a shower and changed into some jeans and a t-shirt. As usual. I didn't know what I was going to do that day, but I had a few choices: shop for school supplies if I were to go back to Hogwarts, shop in Diagon Alley aimlessly, or I could venture over to Hogsmeade and have some fun. Hm, which one has fun with it?
I took a train ride to Hogsmeade; it was only about two hours long. I read some more on how people create new brooms and how they campaign for them. Once we arrived, I took my backpack and headed over to Honeyduke's, of course. I got a few Berty Bott's Every Flavored Beans and a few Atomic Fireballs. I think that's what they're called; I haven't had candy since forever.
After aimlessly wondering around Hogsmeade for a while, I headed back over to the train with bags filled with candy, trick-candy, and candied-coffee. I was just craving for anything that had sugar in it at that time. Sometimes, I get those feelings where I just need sugar! It's sort of weird when I just had candy, but don't you get those feelings too? I think that they're annoying. Well, anyway, as I entered the train the attendant took my ticket and blah blah blah. I found a seat and continued to read about the reproduction of Thestrals. It's actually quite interesting!!
Once I got back to my room, I heard someone say quietly, "Hello, Hannah. How have you been?"