Draco finished up his chapter in his potions book. The potions class was never the same since his godfather had passed on. Severus Snape was revealed to be a brave and true hero, regardless of his previous undesired status. The new potions teacher was decent in his own right, but could never replace Severus. Draco scoffed to himself, if Snape had ever heard his thoughts he would have been greatly sneered at. He placed his potions book on the coffee table in front of him. A vase held dark red roses on its dark cherry stained wood.
Draco Malfoy was never expected to return to Hogwarts after everything that happened in the war. He would watch first years cower in fear and run away to their classes, trying not to cross him. His fellow Slytherins were few and far between. Half of them had returned, but it greatly deteriorated their numbers. Many had been afraid to return, but Draco was not them. His father was subject to house arrest at Malfoy Manner while the ministry gathered all the evidence against him. Needless to say, Hogwarts was a safer and less stressful place than home. That filthy bastard would hit his mother and she would just stay silent and still. Subjecting herself to the beating that would take place, each and every time. His father was a coward for beating a woman and his mother was a coward that refused to leave her station. Although rumors of his family were extensive to say the least, none knew the truth, and he'd prefer to keep it that way.
A loud bang came from the head girl's room. Draco stood up abruptly and steadily walked to her door, his face showed a certain animosity. Every night for the last few weeks since the start of the year, he'd heard that damn noise. He had not once said a thing. The mudblood's business is her own, but that fucking bitch needs to stop.
"GRANGER!" He banged on the door loudly. He heard some commotion come from the interior. "GRANGER!" OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!" His face held a sneer of pure hatred when she flung the door open.
"What do you want, Ferret." She hissed viciously at him. Really, of all the nights to bother me?
"Every night for the last few weeks that damn noise has ANNOYED the FUCKING HELL out of me! What are you doing up here every night, mudblood?" He spat back at her. His blood boiled as he really looked at her for the first time this year. She looked like the walking dead. Her entire body was covered in oversized black garments. Every inch of her was covered, except her neck and face. Her face looked wild with anger. What was this damn woman up to? She had been screaming at him the entire time, which he had drowned out.
"….IF DAMNED MCGONAGALL HADN'T OF THOUGHT THIS THE BETTER GOOD FOR THE SCHOOL, YOU'D BE LOCKED UP IN AZKABAN WITH THE REST OF YOU FUCKING PUREBLOOD SUPREMACIST ASSHOL-" She was cut off as Draco pushed her up against the wall nearest the door. His hand tightened around her neck, lifting her off the ground. "You… EVER, talk to me like that again, and you'll regret crossing me, mudblood." His voice was calm, his eyes seemed empty.
She squirmed trying to grab at his hands to release her. She tried to scream, but his grip tightened.
"Ju…just … like…you…..your…f…fa…father…" She was able to whisper before being dropped to the ground. Her heart was pounding, she felt… she felt… Exhilarated. She sat on the floor, arms touching her neck. She watched her dorm mate knock over the roses on the coffee table, the vase shattering into the fireplace. He quickly took solace in his room.
A smile… a destroyed broken smile crossed her face. When she finally had the energy she picked herself off the ground walking back into her room, her hands on her beating heart.
AN/I know my stories tend to have short chapters, to which I'm incredibly sorry! I'll try to update often as a way to compensate! Hope you all enjoyed this chapter. I'm currently working on the next. PLEASE don't forget to Review. :) With love &Wine, ~Rainkira