My head was hanging low and shooting back up as I kept catching myself almost falling asleep. I was so done with this class, it was the end of the day and I just wanted to go to my dorm and go to bed.
   Snape kept going on and on about the same damn things, for the 12th time today. "Ms. Y/L/N...am I boring you?" He walked up to my desk and slammed his hands on it. "Hm?"
    "No."
    "No what?"
    "No Sir." He went back to the board and I rolled my eyes. I swear, he's such a rude teacher.
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   We all got released and I found two of my friends, (Y/F/N) and (Y/F/N). "I can't stand him. He is such a rude guy. I'm so done with him-" I ranted to them, they nodded their heads, agreeing with me.

(Draco's P.O.V)
What was she saying?! Oh no, I did something wrong didn't I? Why am I such a fuck up?! I stared at her in horror as she kept saying horrible things about me. I hung my head low and walked back to the dorm.
    What was I feeling? My legs were brought up to my chest. I was crying. If my father saw this-. Not now. I felt broken and vulnerable.
   I unfolded myself. Im a Malfoy! I told myself. I didn't need her. I'm  fine by myself! I stood up and walked. I knew what I was gonna do. I was gonna bury that darkness I felt with what I did the best.

(Your P.O.V.)
    I opened my locker and shoved everything in it. I was going to my dorm and sleeping. I was so done with today. I turn to see my beautiful boyfriend walking down the hall.
   Our eyes met, "Hey Babe." I said. He stopped briefly and then kept walking. Did I do something? Does he not love me anymore? What's going on? I watch him walk off and push a kid aside into the lockers. This isn't him...this is the Draco I love. I did something.
    I run up to the kid, kneeling down to make sure he was okay. Ron Weasley was also checking in the kid. I finally recognized them. It was Ginny! Oh no! She rubs her head, trying to focus.
    I put my hand on her forehead and use a spell to heal her. "How'd you-"
   "Pureblood sweetheart. It's all tricks." I smile at her and Ron and I help her up. I look back down the hall. "This is so weird."
    Ron looks at me, "Did you and Draco break up or something?" He asks.
    "Not that I know of, we were fine an hour ago!" I say, watching him disappear around the corner. "Is there a rumor of me?" I ask Ron.
    "No, I mean only that you and himmm-" he skids his sentence as I stare at him. "Nope, no rumors." He composes himself quickly. "I can try to let you know what I find though?" I nod and he walks off after Ginny.
    I had to say something that bothered him. Just what though? Did I do something somewhere that he found wrong? I just want him to talk to me again.
   I want his words to surround me, to tell me things that boost my self-confidence. Without him, I feel worthless and like nothing. I feel sour inside, I feel cold without his embrace.
    I walk to my dorm and walk in on Draco yelling at a first year. The kid looks petrified, almost like he's scared to death. He wants to run, but know that Draco will catch him.
   My mind is so upset and busy that I don't even hear what Draco is yelling about. I just run in between them before he punches the little boy. I catch his fist. "Go while you can." I leaned my  head back and told the short boy. He took off to his dorm and slammed the door shut.
   "What is wrong with you!" I shouted.
   "Hmph." He turns around and walks away. What the fuck did I do?!

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    I sit on my bed, still dumbfounded why Draco isn't trying to get me into the common room to cuddle by the fire. It was a nightly routine. We'd sit there and talk about our days, me leaning on his shoulder, his arm rapped around me. His other would be supporting him and we'd go until the last second before curfew.
   Tonight, I sat alone, cold and tired. My mind was shot, done with his acts. He was truly acting like a Slytherin. Many people told me he got better after I came into the picture.
   I lay my head down on my pillow and see the back of my roommate. She's asleep by now. I hear light snores coming from her as well. I toss and turn. I'm getting him back tomorrow. It's my turn to walk away.

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