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My friend, Venicia Kay helped me out with a few parts…so kudos to her.
Well here it is. This chapter might leave you confused, but the next chapter will lay things out for ya. Thanks for reading.
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I woke up at 3:00 am, and couldn't sleep. I had drifted my way down stars with stress over flowing within me. I sat in front of the fireplace, with a blanket wrapped tightly around me. I was worried about facing Ron today, it made me sick at my stomach to the point I thought I was going to throw up. My loyal friend who has been by my side for going on 7 years was going to have his heart shattered because I had fallen for an unlikely candidate…Draco Malfoy… the number one enemy of ours since we even arrived here. All the cruel things Draco said to him and Harry, and even myself would be on Ron's mind when he would think about me choosing Draco. Or how Draco's dad is a death eater, vowing to be loyal to the dark king for life or what appears to be to death. To Ron, I would be turning my back against him, Harry and all Gryffindors...perhaps he would go as far as saying I was a supporter of Voldemort. I wish in some form of way I could tell him how Draco made me feel. How every time he comes near me, I get butterflies in my stomach or when he touches me, its like an electric shock is pulsing through my veins. And when he says my name, it is as if he is singing a sweet note that only he can hit. Could Ron turn his back against something like that if he had the chance? It's not so easy to ignore something so strong, and it's even harder to deny it. For anybody to see this situation and understand it, they would have to see it from my point of view. No matter what, I was going to have to explain this situation the best I could. I would have to defend my position, and explain why I have indulged myself in such a guilty pleasure.
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Finally noon came around, and I knew Ron was going to pull me aside and discuss with me. During dinner, he had finally made his move. He asked me to talk with him in the hall and I nodded. I still wasn't ready for this. We found an empty hallway, and stood there in silence.
"So, are we going to talk?" He asked. I looked up ready to meet his glare, but to my surprise his eyes were soft.
"What would you like to know?" I asked. It would be much easier if I knew what to say.
"How long have you and Malfoy…" He broke off suggestively.
"Since half year mark." I answered simply. He just nodded.
"And how deep is this relationship?" He asked casually glancing at me. I stumbled for words.
"It's…well I know that I love him, but we aren't sexual, you know how I feel about that subject." I answered. He knew I had morals, and that I wasn't the type to throw away something so dear to me.
"Yeah. I know. I don't like the fact that he was your choice." He added on. He seemed casual about this situation and it confused me. I thought this was going to be horrible.
"Ronald, I know that. But I can't help this…it surprised me." I said. If he was going to be understanding, then I was going to let him in on all that I could.
"I cant understand but...I was up last night… thinking about this….and I came to the conclusion that even though I hate Malfoy, and I feel betrayed by your decision, I wasn't going to give you up…you're my best friend. I know that you aren't going to turn your back on me or on our cause, but it worries me that your in love with the leader of the other army." He spilled to me. I choked on the last sentence. Leader?
"Leader of the army…Draco has given that up." I contradicted. Ron looked at me with eyes that showed sadness.
"Mione, I was eavesdropping on a few Slytherin's yesterday and they were talking about how Malfoy was going to take over his dad's position if he were to die, that Malfoy had agreed to it." He spoke softly. I wanted to cry, I was hoping the this was a plan of Draco's to get the Slytherins off his back.
"Oh, well that is mostly likely going to be our conversation tonight." I said as calmly as possible.
"I want you to know that I …. will keep this a secret…for you. But if he hurts you, then I will not hold back on killing him." Ron warned. I knew that he was speaking figuratively on the killing part, but I knew that he was not joking about the secret. This conversation was surreal and going well.
"He won't hurt me, Ron." I told him. He only sighed.
"I'm sorry this conversation can't be longer and more in depth but, we both have things to do…I will talk to you at a later time." and in the blink of an eye, he was gone. He seemed as if he had a hidden agenda…and maybe he did. All I was concerned about was the fact, today had gone great.
I walked to my dorm… slowly, debating on if Draco would lie to me about turning his back against Voldemort. It scared me inside to think about such a thing, I didn't know if I could be with him knowing he supported such an evil person and his evil deeds. I came around a corner when I heard two people talking.
"Please, you were ok with this a few months ago, why are you denying it now?" A female voice asked desperately. I peeked around to see a girl being pushed against a wall, a boy leaning into her face. I jumped back around when I realized the boy was Draco. I knew something like this would happen now that Draco was on the fence with me.
"I am done. I don't want you anymore…it was a fun fling, but that's it. Fresca, why don't you go find another guy, one that truly wants to be with you?" He asked gingerly. Fresca only looked down at her feet, as if she was trying to hold back tears. He only sighed and walked away to the other side of the hallway. She didn't bother looking up, she only took of in a sprint, running passed me without seeing me standing against the wall.
I couldn't decide if I was going to casually walk passed him as if I heard nothing, let him make his way to where ever he was going then go to the dorm, or swing around the corner and throw accusations in his face. I didn't know, and before I could decide he walked around the corner to stop in front of me. He grimaced as he glared at me. Well so much for me deciding on what t do. I couldn't think of anything to say as my mind went blank from looking into his eyes. His glare wasn't frightening, it was just unsettling. He grabbed my hand and jerked me to his side. He pulled me along as he walked towards our dorm. We made it in and he sat me down on the couch.
"So are you spying on me?" He asked harshly. I flinched at the anger in his voice.
"No…I was coming back here t-t-o talk to you. You were talking to t-t-that girl and I didn't want to interrupt." I staggered. He only gave a disapproving look.
"Before you go off into some accusation, she was months ago. Before I was with you, so I didn't cheat." He stated.
"I heard her say a few months, I knew you didn't lie to me, Draco." I said matter of factly. He only smirked. This smirk wasn't the one that I grew to love and understand this was the old Draco smirking. I choked back the unwanted tears as I felt my heart drop. He was acting like his old self.
"What is wrong with you? You should be damn happy now that you know I am not cheating on you…isn't that what you wanted…to know that I wasn't cheating on you…that I wouldn't find someone prettier who would give me what I want instead of trying to make me want to cheat…someone who would stop trying to be perfect and let loose…??" He demanded. I was broken. So that's what he has wanted...sex. Let him be the old Draco...then he will never have to worry about being unsatisfied.
"Fine. Stupid Draco…you could have just ended it…you didn't have to suffer. You could have gone your own way…but you didn't…its your fault that you played my game longer than necessary." I didn't give him time to respond. I hurried up and walked to my room, shutting and locking the door behind me. I didn't cry, I was too angry to cry.
Maybe jealousy would do you some good…
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