CPOV
As soon as I woke up I tore out of bed and change into my uniform then sat back onto the bed waiting for Madame Pomfrey.
She eventually walked out of her office to see me sat there.
"Well. You seem a lot better."
"Hm." I kept fidgeting. I just wanted to get out of there.
She rolled her eyes "You can go. But have something to eat, and please sleep."
I smiled thanking her and made my way out of the hospital wing. My legs actually hurt from lying down for so long. It was still early so I took my time making my way up to the common room giving my legs a well deserved stretch.
"Hello"
I froze in my tracks.
"I was just on my way to see you."
What was it about Draco's voice that actually chilled me to the bone?
I spun round and saw him leaning against the wall, that smirk on his face. God I hated this guy.
"What do you want Draco?"
He pushed himself off the wall and started to take slow steps towards me.
"I heard you and Longbottom have been fighting."
"Yeah well we're over it now."
He was now circling me like I was a bloody steak dinner.
"So what exactly were you two fighting about?"
"Nothing."
"Hm."
He was now circling.
"So nothing to do with your mother then?
My blood ran cold. How did he find out? Then I fought about it. His Mother and mine were bloody sisters.
"How did you know?"
He stopped pacing. "I overheard you and Longbottom talking about her."
I shut my eyes and took a deep breath.
"What do you want from me Draco?"
He shrugged. "I was just wondering who it was. That's all."
So he didn't hear that part.
"Like I would tell you."
"No, I wasn't expecting you to."
He was now stood in front of me inches away. Still had that god awful grin. He placed a hand on my arm and gripped it hard, it actually hurt.
"Let go off me." I spat at him.
"I don't think I will. You should have been a slytherin."
"I wouldn't have done well in slytherine."
"That's true. You're too bloody nice to Potter and his filthy mud blood friends."
I didn't say anything. I just wanted to punch his lights out.
"What are you doing Draco? I'm surprised half the school doesn't know by now."
He stared at me intently. "I have more important things to deal with right now."
"So why are you even bothering with all this?" He let go but still retained the closeness.
"Because I like messing with people. Especially Potter and his lot, And Neville is such an easy target."
"Leave them alone, Leave Neville alone."
He chuckled. "You know as much as I do how pathetic he is."
I was getting angry now. "Don't talk about Neville like that."
"Because it's true?"
"Because every word that comes out of your mouth is a lie and filth." I nearly screamed this but I held back. I was trying not to get angry; there was something about Draco that just made my blood boil.
He moved his faces inches away from mine. I could feel his breath on my face; it made me want burst into tears. "You're so pretty. Do you know that?" He brought a hand up to my face and gently rubbed the outline of my jaw with his thumb. "No wonder Neville likes you. But honestly, what do you see in him?"
"He's the exact opposite to you."
I shoved him and he stumbled backwards with a look of hell on his face.
Then we stood there starring each other out.
I had to show him I wasn't scared. He had never done anything to me to make me feel that way, just generally made me feel ill. I hated that he had this advantage over me and the fact he could still make Neville feel so weak. Neville has told me about the things Draco had done over the years. What his dad had done.
"And don't ever touch me. Ever."
I heard footsteps behind me and we both looked in that direction, seeing two first years walking down the hall.
When I turned back to him he was already making his way around the corner and I let out a long sigh, stomping my foot on the ground in frustration.
I hated that stupid prick.