After that little look he gave me I wanted to see what was wrong with Draco. I had said goodbye to Fred and George and they told me we should meet after breakfast the next day so we could talk some more. I walked through the corridors looking for Draco. I didn't know what his problem was; did he really hate the Weasleys that much? And why had he glared at me like that?
After walking around most of the west wing again I decided to check his dormitory. He always did like to mope in his room. And if he wasn't there, well I didn't have anything else to do and I would've had to go back to the dormitories anyway. Walking into the Slytherin common room I didn't see Draco but did see two familiar faces. I greeted Pansy and Daphne who were sitting on one of the couches there. They both looked up at me and sent their own variation of hello my way.
"Hey," I said in return. "Have either of you seen Draco Malfoy? I've been looking for him but I can't find him"
"I'm not sure but I think he's in his room" said Daphne as Pansy just made a face. Maybe she doesn't like Draco I thought
"Alright, thanks." I said and turned for the boys' dormitories. Draco had told me where his room was just in case I ever needed him for something. But before I got to the stairs Pansy stood in front of me blocking my way.
"Why do you need to see Draco?" Pansy asked. She seemed sort of bothered by the fact I was going to his room. And, for some reason, I didn't want to tell her the reason why. It wasn't anything bad but I just wasn't sure if I could truly trust her yet, even with something as meaningless as this.
"It's kind of private" I said as I once again tried to make my way around her. She looked like she wanted to protest some more but she didn't. My guess was that she couldn't come up with a good enough excuse. Did she dislike Draco that much? Or did she dislike me? Either way Pansy stepped aside and watched as I climbed up the staircase. As I did, Pansy reluctantly walked back towards Daphne.
The closer I got to Draco's dormitory, the more looks I seemed to get. Slytherin boys from all years gave me indifferent looks, shocked faces, or other kind of glares which I couldn't seem to place; they weren't angry just strange. Passing by all of them I still didn't see Draco so I made my way all the way towards his room. I reached Draco's room, one which he shared with a few other Slytherin first years, but didn't hear the usual noise you would expect from a room filled with boys. Nobody seemed to be around, it was unusually quiet. I knocked anyway just in case.
"I thought I told you guys to get out!" Draco yelled from inside. Well at least I knew where he was now. "I wanted to be left… alone." I heard him yell as he came to open the door but softened at the last word when he saw it was me. He looked at me with a mixed expression of surprise and what looked like a trace of sadness. This expression quickly changed however when I waved at him, turning into that same glare he had given me earlier.
"Hi…" I said as he continued to stare. What has gotten into this boy? I thought
"Shouldn't you be talking to your new boyfriends?" he said in a harsh voice. I'm sure he meant it to sound scary but I couldn't help but smile. This didn't help his mood. "Just go back to those muggle-"
"Don't," I warned him. He knew I hate it when he used those kinds of insults. Being nice to muggles shouldn't be something to be ashamed of. He looked down but didn't say anything else. I knew Draco well enough to know that this was his form of an apology; he had too much pride to actually say the words aloud. This was more than most people got sometimes so I walked in closing the door behind me and smiled again. "Now," I said linking his arm with mine and walking towards the middle of the room, "are you going to tell me what's bothering you?"
"Why don't you ask your new buddies; those filthy…" he paused noting the look I was giving him. "Gryffindors" he said unlinking his arm from mine.
"What do you have against them? Just because they're Gryffindors? If I had been sorted into Gryffindor would you be treating me like this as well?"
"Not just because they're Gryffindors" he said, still staying quieter than usual. "And don't compare yourself to them, they're below you. Besides, you were sorted in Slytherin, not pathetic Gryffindor." I waited for him to continue but that's all he was going to say. Although I wish I could, I knew I wouldn't be able to change Draco's mind so I focused less on his attitude and more on him. Whatever was going on in his head was obviously bothering him and what kind of friend would I be if I didn't try to help.
"So are you going to tell me what's going on? Or are you going to keep up this tough guy routine and not?" He looked straight at me but didn't say anything. He might have grown but he acted just like he did when we were kids. And if he was going to act that way, so was I.