I picked at the rocks. Misery washing over me every second. My muddled brain couldn't seem to focus on any one of my emotions at that point. Hurt, anger, pain, regret, guilt and stress about what was to come. Hal's face was etched into my mind and I had no idea how to make it up to him. He was right. That was wrong of me. To toy with him like that just to make Draco feel an inch of what I felt. I used to pride myself on being better than a person like Draco, but I was behaving just like him, bitter and reactive, making stupid decisions on impulse. I wanted to curl in my bed at home and disperse my brain of every dumb thing I had done in a matter of an hour. Lola probably thinks I'm crazy, Draco is probably shaking with anger and Hal probably hates me. I thought this was going to be easier. Why Draco would introduce me as a friend was what stung the most, after everything we had said last night, after everything we had endured to get here, for him to toss it aside at the sight of an old flame.

(SONG: HAYLOFT II - MOTHER, MOTHER)

I tossed another rock into the black lake and leant on a bigger one as I groaned internally. I was not in any mood to see or speak to Draco, but I knew that I would feel his wraith soon enough. I didn't even want to tell anyone of my stupidity, but if I knew Draco like I thought I did, I assumed he'd be ripping Pansy to shreds trying to figure out where I am.

After what felt like hours I picked my miserable self up and crept into the school library, ready to indulge in a book that would take me away and give me some peace of mind. I scanned the muggle section and settled on some mythical novel that probably made no sense. I curled into a reading chair and pulled my knees in close, hoping the words on the page would distract my mind from everything I was feeling. I watched students pass by the hours, giggling with their friends and collapsing into conversations about Starfell. Starfell was nothing but a broken memory in my head now that I wanted to strip away and release to the sky. I wanted to forget it all if I meant what Draco did today wouldn't hurt so much.

My thoughts were cut short as I heard the library door slam, heavy footsteps echoing down the aisles. Fellow students careened their heads to find the commotion, but I knew all too well who was heading this way. I peeked over the top of my book to see Draco sneer at a 1st year, before scanning the room, his rage filled eyes locking in on me.

"There you fucking are." He growled between clenched teeth. My body went into fight or flight, contemplating whether to just get up and run out, but my mind seemed to keep me frozen in place as he charged over to me, snatching the book from my hands as he grasped either side of the chair. He hung his head down so he was mere inches from my face, my heavy breaths bouncing off him as my heart rate increased. I shuddered at his clenched jaw and expression of pure anger that seemed to be radiating off him. He knew how to make a spectacle, but I doubt he really cared.

"My room!" He gritted, his eyes dark and furious. "Now."

I swallowed, I'm sure not portraying the front I intended too.

"Mr Malfoy!" Professor flitwicks voice sailed over to us, and Draco stared at me for another best before pushing off the chair and straightening himself.

I carefully stood from my seat.

"This is the library." Flirwick attempted his best at being authoritative but I'm sure that Draco noticed his shaking hands since his stare was now hovering over them. "If-if you can't keep quiet-."

"Shut it Gremlin." Draco said flatly. "Or I'll have my father turn you into a garden gnome." He sneered, and pushed past a sea of students that had crowded, his stare at me said, 'come or I'll make you' so I followed on his tail.

He shoved at anyone in his path as we ascended the spiral staircase to his dorm, no one really dared to catch more than a glimpse of him at that point for Draco Malfoy made it more than clear when he didn't want to be disturbed.

As I passed the door to my room, it clicked open and Pansy darted her head out with her hand clasped around mine.

"M." She said in a warning tone. "Do you really think it's a good idea to be talking to him when he's like this?" Concern spread on her face as she watched him stomp up the stairs.

"I'm not scared of him P." I mumbled back and nodded in reassurance as I ascended to hell.

Draco's door slammed shut behind me as collapsed on his couch, his careful eyes watching my every move and the rage fixating on his face.

"Where the fuck were you all day?" He spat with enough venom laced in his voice to know that this was not going to be a conversation full of apologies or compromise.

"Sorry Dad, didn't know I needed to tell you where I was every moment of the day? It's not like you're my boyfriend or anything." I seethed and he blinked down at me, his arms crossing over and making his biceps flex until his black tshirt. I moved my stare tk the ground.

"Clearly not." He said shortly, moving himself into my view in front of the couch so I had to tilt my head up just to see him standing over me. "What the fuck was that with Hal!" His voice boomed off the walls and echoed through the small space, but anger and fury raged in me enough that I didn't really care at all. I didn't have anything much to say at that point, because if I was honest, I didn't feel good about what I did with Hal, even if Draco did deserve it. But the pride inside me held any kind of apology captive for now.

"Hal? Why the hell would you care since we are just friends apparently!"

He let out a sarcastic chuckle with an evil smirk.

"You have got to be joking M." He raised an eyebrow and I glared at him. "You kissed Hal because I said we were just friends to a girl I haven't seen in more than 2 years?"

"Come off it Malfoy." I groaned and lifted myself from the seat on the couch, I was short enough and barley intimidating, but I wasn't going to let him stand over me and be so hypocritical. "I know you and Lola have long standing history. You made that so clear." I rolled my eyes, stepping towards the door. I had had enough of his temperament and accusations when he had also done something just as bad.

I felt his hand grip on mine, my body spinning back around to face him and his full height.

"Who the fuck cares Macy? If you're going to go after every girl I've fucked, you might as well hex half our year level."

My eyes stung with tears as he shoved his little triumphs in my face. And maybe I was just another of those. And that was something I did not want to be. I chewed on my cheek to avoid the tears streaming down and took a breath in.

"Good for you Draco. Well since we are 'just friends' you can go back to fucking the rest of them." I spat, snatching my hand from his grasp.

"Like you can talk, you're the one making out with someone else in my fucking face."

"You're the one that said we were just friends!" I yelled, my body rushing with adrenaline, pain and anger. He clenched his jaw and sighed.

"What do you want me to do Macy, yell it from the fucking astronomy tower for the whole school to hear just so you don't feel threatened by every girl that looks my way."

I laughed. A sarcastic chuckle that told me I was done with this and his childish ways.

"I don't care what you do Draco." I said shortly and twisted the handle to his dorm, stepping out onto the landing.

"Macia! I'm not done with you." He growled behind me, I could feel his foots heavy on my tail.

"Yes you are." I retorted and hurried down the stairs to my dorm.