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Can't Have Me – Chapter 6: Break-Ups and Downs

Draco's POV

Okay, I admit it...I just stood there.

What else was I supposed to do?

When she left, the sweet smell of her hair was still in the air she was in just a few seconds ago. I was completely frozen. Look, I only asked her to kiss me for fun. I really thought she wouldn't do it. I wanted to tease her, that's all. I could still feel the feeling of her lips moving against mine, and I craved for it. It was an unforgettable moment, I just couldn't get it off of my mind.

Okay, fine. I wanted her. I wanted her more than I have ever wanted anyone or anything before. And sad to say, I wanted her more than I wanted the newest Firebolt, the fastest broom ever created so far. I saw it in a store—Ok, that's not the point at all.

But I knew I wouldn't be able to fulfil this need. Dammit, it was like the words "You Can't Have Me" was printed all over her body. I knew she wasn't meant to be mine, like being forbidden to eat the forbidden fruit.

But it was tempting.

"Dammit," I muttered. I headed to my own common room and ran upstairs to my bedroom. A few people were awake, chatting to no end. I climbed up my own bed and tried to sleep everything off.

...

I opened my eyes and looked at the brown clock at the ceiling. It was just seven thirty in the morning, but I knew I wouldn't be able to fall asleep again. I stretched and sloppily took a short bath and brought myself into a robe. When I checked the clock again, I groaned when it said seven forty-five. I checked the bedroom and sighed when I saw everyone still snoring, except for Blaise. Blaise's bed was already empty and made.

For the first time, I walked to the Great Hall. There were only five people in there. A first year, two third years, and Blaise with Ginny. They were arguing about something. I only caught the words "mistake", "not right", and "separate ways". Gee, I wonder what they would be arguing about.

"I hate you! I can't believe I actually tried to think you're different!" Ginny shouted, her voice full of pain.

"Gin," Blaise explained, "I am different. Look, you're one of the best people I have ever met. I just...I don't think it would be the right time to love you now."

Ginny saw me just standing there, and I tensed at her gaze. "I don't give a damn about 'the right time' or all those rubbish. I'm just stupid. If I'm one of the best people you've ever met, well, you're one of my worst! Why can't you tell me why you're breaking up with me?"

"I...I just can't do it, Ginny. I believe I don't deserve you." Blaise was trying to keep his cool, but I knew he was just trying not to cry.

"Don't deserve me? Why, because I'm just a silly poor Gryffindor who doesn't know how to pick friends? Dammit, I hate you! Never ever talk to me again, Blaise. Don't take your chances." She ran away from him, and stopped right in front of me. I was afraid she might slap me or something just to ease her pain, but she just stared.

"Don't make the same mistake, will you?" she simply said with meaningful eyes. Then she ran out of the room.

...

The first few classes I had to attend were so boring that before I knew it, I was in the Great Hall, eating my lunch. I dug in a T-bone steak.

Blaise sat next to me, obviously trying to look cheerful. He was doing a really bad job at it. Sure, he looked absolutely neat, but his eyes ruined the picture. It looked like a different color – a sad color.

"You okay, bro?" I asked as I began slicing the meat on my plate. He looked surprised when I said that, as if it wasn't often I cared about something. Well, maybe that's a little true, but that isn't the point. "Okay? Of course I'm okay, Draco," he replied solemnly.

"I was here when you were...ahem...breaking up with your girlfriend, remember?" I said with my mouth full. He didn't even notice.

"Whatever I said to her was true," he replied. "I don't deserve her at all."

I was silent. What the hell should I say to that?

He sighed sharply and turned to me. "Do you see the way Potter looks at her whenever she's with me?"

I was drinking in my water goblet when he was saying that, and I sprayed some of it out from my mouth. "How did St. Potty get into this?"

Blaise ignored me. "I know he still loves her. He loves her more than I do. But..." He didn't finish.

I wiped my mouth patted him on the back. I didn't know what else to do.

I thought about what Ginny had said to me. Don't make the same mistake. Could it be possible Granger said something about this to the Weaselette? Damn it, what if the whole school knows about it? It was a good thing I was leaving in a month. If not, I would be dead.

I took a long gaze at the Gryffindor table and noticed Granger looking at me. She widened her eyes when she saw me look back at her, and she blushed as she looked down. Now that I took a closer look at it, she was beautiful. She had a slender body, and a pretty face. And the way she blushed...It was sexy. I can't believe I would use that word on her, but it was totally true.

Can't Have Me, the invisible words jumped again.

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