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I spun around quickly in surprise. "W-wha-what are you doing here?" I said, trying very hard to contain the fear in my voice.
"I just wanted to make sure you were getting settled in okay," he said softly, eyes downcast.
"Well I'm fine," I snapped, gathering control of my emotions.
He sighed and looked up into my eyes, "I'm so sorry about what happened. Believe me, I-"
"Save it Malfoy. I don't want to hear your petty excuses. All the apologies in the world will never take back what you did to me. Do you not fathom the fact that I came this close," I raised my thumb and forefinger to emphasize my point," to dying? I mean you already made your feelings known: You hate me enough to try and kill me!"
"But I didn't-"
"Get out of my room Malfoy," I said with as much calmness as I could muster.
"But Violet-"
"Do NOT say my name damn it! Leave!"
He turned quietly and left my room. I walked over to my door and closed it loudly. I wanted to blow something up. I wanted to break down into a sobbing wreck onto the floor. I wanted to strangle Malfoy. I wanted to scream. I fought all of the urges I had and sat down on my bed with a sigh and buried my head in my hands. How on earth did this happen? Why did I have to end up sharing a dorm with MALFOY? Of all people in the world to have to live with, why the person who tried to kill me? I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to think of what to do. I could continue to hate him and possibly curse him when he was unsuspecting. My mouth curled into a little smile at the thought of that. No. That wasn't my style. I couldn't just curse someone when they had their guard down. That was something Malfoy would do and I refused to stoop to his level. I stood up and began to pace. I paced and paced and paced for what seemed like hours and the only conclusion I could come up with was to wait and see how things played out. I was about to open the door when the words Malfoy had been trying to say hit me.
"But I didn't-"
My hand fell to my side. What was he about to say? Was it… "But I didn't mean to push you out of the train and almost kill you?" Or could he have possibly been about to.. No. No way! He couldn't have been about to say "But I didn't do it." HA! The idea was almost laughable. I opened the door, but once again stopped, thinking about his body language. The downcast eyes. The softly spoken words. The leaving a bit too easily. My brows furrowed in confusion. How could this be? I shook my head and pushed the thoughts away. I would think about that later. I closed my door and walked into the living room quietly. Malfoy was sitting on one of the large couches with his elbows on his knees and his head down, looking defeated. I tried to tiptoe around him and almost got to the portrait when he sighed. I froze.
"Can I just talk to you… Please?" he whispered quietly. I couldn't turn to look at him. I gulped. He just sounded so… vulnerable.
"Look, I'm going to go to the Great Hall and eat dinner. Maybe I'll talk to you later," I said and hurried out of the portrait. I walked slowly down the passageways. Malfoy's behavior was very odd for someone who generally took pleasure from other's pain. If I didn't know any better he seemed… Remorseful. I shook my head violently. I must be going crazy. Malfoy was the one who pushed me from the train! Who else would it be? He was there. He had the motive. AND he took the blame. Why would he take the blame and not be the culprit? Unless… Unless he was covering for someone! But then who on earth could have done it? I was going crazy. That was the only conclusion for this stupidity going on in my brain. I had almost reached the huge wooden doors that lead to the Great Hall at this point and I sighed. There was a huge amount of voices coming from beyond the doors and I was almost within sight of the tables. As I drew nearer to the doors the talking began to die down to the point that when I reached the doorway the talking had all but ceased. I walked slowly into the room and looked for Em. She was at the Slytherin table and was, of course, as far away from the door as possible. I had begun to walk over there quickly when Em stood up and began to clap. Soon other people began to follow her lead and people were cheering for the fact that I was back. I smiled slightly and closed the remaining distance between me and the empty chair across from her. I sat down just as the cheering was starting to die down. I smiled at Em.
"Thanks for that," I said quietly.
She smiled and replied with, "No problem girl. Great to have you back." She then began to stuff her face with food. I shook my head and smiled. It wasn't until I was watching her eat that I realized just how hungry I was. I piled my plate with the various foods adorning the massive Slytherin table and proceeded to eat with a reckless abandon. Em and I enjoyed a comfortable silence until we were done eating. I then looked at her and was about to voice my confusion on the whole Malfoy business when she glanced from side to side and leaned in close to whisper to me.
"Violet… I do believe Blaise and I may have a "thing" going on," she whispered.
I raised an eyebrow, "Oh really? And why is that?"
She smiled, "Are you done eating?"
"Yeah, I'm done."
"Well come on. I'll tell you about it on the way back to the common room."
We got up and walked out of the Great Hall. When we got a goodly bit of distance between us and the door she looked around us and then proceeded to talked in a rather rushed manner.
"Well you see, Blaise was the one who would bring me all of my work for classes since I wasn't attending them due to the fact that I was watching over you. Anyway, he would come in there and just talk: about you, about classes, life after Hogwarts, what our goals in life were, just anything and everything really. And I don't know, I feel like I can be open with him, ya know? Now that you are better, I think I might like to give things a shot. You never know, things might work out right?"
I looked at her for just a second and then smiled, "I think you should definitely go for it girl."
She grinned, "I think I will."
At this point we were at the common rooms and I bid my farewell before heading on to my own dormitory. I greeted the snake in the portrait, said the password, and cautiously entered the living room. Malfoy was no where to be seen and I hurried to my room as fast as I could. As soon as I got the door closed behind me I sighed in relief and proceeded to get ready for bed.
That night I tossed and turned and I couldn't help thinking that I was going insane for thinking Malfoy might be innocent. At 3:30 in the morning I gave up hope of trying to get any bit of sleep. I walked into my bathroom and took a quick shower to clear my head. Then I changed into a pair of basketball shorts and a tank top and snuck into the living room. It was dark and empty, so I conjured up a quick fire. I sat down on one of the couches, pulled my knees up to my chest and gazed into the flames. It was at this point that I let my thoughts go to everything concerning Malfoy and his involvement in my near death. I hadn't actually seen who pushed me out of the train, but I had seen his smirking eyes before I had slipped into unconsciousness. I then remembered the scene I had heard between Malfoy and Em when I was coming to the first time. His voice had seemed so concerned, full of sincerity and caution, and I couldn't help but think that someone who really wished for me to die would not have attempted to see if I was okay in the hospital wing. Not to mention the small fact that Madam Pomfrey said he had braved Em's wrath multiple times to see if I was okay. Then there was his body language when he came into my room earlier today. He seemed hesitant to approach me and try to make conversation, but his words seemed sincere. I then thought of him as I left the chambers for dinner and the look of ultimate defeat he had on his face. He was losing hope. It was after thinking about all these things that I knew what I had to do.
~...-Author's Note-...~
Well I hope you guys liked this one!
Violet seems to be going through a lot of inner turmoil about all of this! Let's hope that whatever decision she makes, it's the right one! :D