Chapter 2: Ditching Parkinson

D r a c o M a l f o y

The wind whistled softly through the empty courtyard; a few leaves being carried by its movement. A crisp brown leaf gently made its way onto the empty palm being faced up to the half cloudy sky. A sigh left Draco's mouth as he stared at the fallen leaf before crunching it into smaller bits then letting it fall to the ground. He stared at the Slytherin girl beside him, her curious eyes eager to hear his news.

"Well…" he finally said. "It was a mistake asking you to take me back."

A short silence filled their surroundings as the air grew thicker around them; the sun's ray no longer being able to shine its way through the clouds. Draco stared at the ground waiting for a reply. Even if it's only been five day's since they got back together, he dreaded having to break a girl's heart. Not because of leaving the girl heartbroken, only because of their emotional breakdowns and their dramatic reactions. Why couldn't they be as manly as boys?

"I'll be going then." He said coldly breaking the silence. He stood up from the cemented bench turning to head back in.

Pansy's eyes grew faint as she reached out, her hand trembling to grab him by his shoulder. "What? Why? What did I do?" she asked wearily.

He rolled his eyes pushing her arm off his shoulder. He slightly turned his head letting out a smirk. "I have a reputation to maintain. Someone like you would bring it down. I was so stupid thinking that you can help me maintain that rep when you would obviously destroy it."

"But I'm the head girl of the Slytherin house." She paused. "We're perfect for each other…"

He let out a laugh and started to walk back into the building. "Pathetic." He scoffed leaving the girl to cry at her will. Draco didn't care for how harshly he decided to break it to her. It was the only way to get the bloody girl to leave him alone. Besides, the only thing on his mind now was to make Granger fall for him and after that Zabini's sister was all his.

Draco looked up, a sinister smile creeping upon his face. What better way to start when Granger was right there in front of him?