I changed from my Death eater robes into a pair of Fabletics black leggings and a black bralette. I put my hair into a high ponytail with prices framing my face. I jogged to the training room. I started punching bags letting out some of my pent up aggression. Draco walked in as I continued punching the bag. "Malfoy." I wiped my mouth and keyed out a few more punches.

"Don't be like that Mia." He pleaded. I glanced at him. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a southern Quidditch jersey, reminiscent of a muggle basketball jersey. One hand was in his pocket, the other running through his hair. His eyes were pleading. I turned back to the bag and kept punching.

"Be like what?" I punched harder. The sound of me hitting the bags was the only sound for a minute as he stood there, waiting for me to turn. When I didn't, he sighed and continued.

"Like we're enemies again." I rolled my eyes and walked away from the punching bag. I went over to the treadmill and began to run. "Mia."

I continued to ignore him and kept running. But then he came over and pressed a button, turning the treadmill off. I sighed. "Look Draco. I just want to spend the break being me. A Riddle. I hate my old self, I do.  I never want to be her again. But I have to spend my time with the people I hate as a person I hate where my boyfriend bullies me. I was hoping we could take the break to just be us not have to hang in private. I wanted to be me. But I wake up and my boyfriend hurts me with insults at the person I used to be. It just hurts." He looked up at me. I realized in my emotions, I had called forth my black wings. I slowly lowered to the ground and retracted them.

"Mia I-" he walked toward me, his hand open.

"I'd really rather be alone right now." I said. I turned the treadmill back on and kept running. I put on some music as I ran. He must have left at one point but I didn't realize. I just ran.