Draco's POV:

"Draco! Draco, come back!"

I heard Pansy's voice calling me from behind, but I stormed ahead, hoping to take refuge in Transfiguration.

She caught my arm and pulled me around. "Please, Draco, don't speak to the mudblood. We had plans, both of us did..."

I grabbed her wrist. "Plans change," I hissed, glaring into her eyes. She looked shocked, and younger than I'd ever seen her.

"But it was perfect," she breathed in my ear. "It would have worked. It can still work."

I stared at her wordlessly and let her hand slip away from mine.

"Think about it," sighed Pansy airily, turning away. "Or I'll make your decision for you."

I slumped down against the wall of the hallway and put my head in my hands. I heard fast footsteps approaching and looked up to see Hermione and Ginny running to me.

"What was that about?" Demanded Ginny angrily.

"We saw Pansy walking off, and she looked pleased. What's happened, Draco?" Asked Hermione, pulling me to my feet.

"It was nothing," I mumbled quickly, looking down and noticing my hands shaking.

"It was something," hissed Ginny. "I don't trust him, Hermione."

"I'm not lying," I protested weakly.

"Please, tell us what happened," I pleaded softly, brushing his cheek with my hand. "What did she say?"

"She...she wants something of mine," I lied quickly, rubbing my eyes. "I'm not giving it to her."

"Good," said Hermione, and she smiled, looking satisfied, kissing my forehead. "Come on. Let's get inside."

We slipped into the classroom but I couldn't concentrate. Whenever I looked over at Pansy's empty seat, I wondered what she was doing, and where she could be.

"Mr Malfoy, are you paying attention?" Demanded Professor McGonagall.

"Y - Yes, Professor," I stammered weakly, running a hand through my hair. I was still shaking.

"Mr Malfoy, you don't look well." Professor McGonagall eyed me concernedly.

"I'm fine, Professor, really," I said, though I didn't feel it.

"We'll see," said Professor McGonagall curtly. "Miss Granger, you have finished your work, yes?"

I looked around. Hermione nodded.

"Would you be so good as to take Mr Malfoy to the hospital wing?" She asked. Hermione nodded again and offered me her hand.

I hesitated at first, then took it and together we walked out of the classroom. As soon as we were outside, Hermione slammed me roughly into the wall.

"I don't know what is going on, or what you're doing, but I don't like it!" She hissed. "You're conspiring with Pansy about something, you can fool Gin, but not me."

I swallowed. She grabbed my hand and kissed me. Properly, for the first time. Her lips swirled around against mine and she tasted of syrup and spices. I started to kiss her back but she drew away quickly and let go of my hand. I stared after her.

"I love you," she said. "But something is happening that makes me think this war us not over. And I will find out what it is, whether you tell me or not."

Short chapter again, sorry but the next one will be longer! What do you think of Draco's POV? Thank you so much for reading and voting 😃