The next morning when I wake up, I feel the sting of sleeplessness in my eyes. It took me hours to get to sleep, and once I did all I could dream about was Malfoy.
I slowly get ready for the day, not bothering with any makeup. Nothing is going to cover these bags even if tried. I slip on my robe and grab my wand before collecting the books I needed for todays classes. My first period was a new class that I hadn't yet been to since the start of the term: Potions with Professor Snape.
When i'm heading down the stairs into the common room, I hear the clatter of voices that fill me with dread.
"Morning Slytherdor! I'm surprised you still live in these dorms" Blaise shouts, earning a laugh from the rest of the boys. I don't respond but just huff in disgust and carry on down the stairs.
"I know, it's a shame they don't just put her in Gryffindor. No one wants her here anyway." Golye adds.
If I said their words didn't hurt me I'd be lying. Yes, i've never actually wanted to be in Slytherin, however my father was in this house and I have never actually done or said anything to hurt anyone. I swallow back the lump in my throat and head to breakfast, trying to ignore the immature giggles from behind me.
"Morning" Harry smiles as I take a seat next to him. Hermione and Ron are sat opposite, tucking into what looked like egg on toast.
"Bloody hell Lily, did you sleep last night? You look awful" Ron asks, mouth full of food.
"Wow thanks Ron, you look lovely too" I grimace, grabbing a slice of toast from the centre of the table for myself.
"What's up Lils?" Harry asks quietly, but both Ron and Hermione are listening.
"Malfoy's what's up" I mumble.
"Is be bothering you?" Hermione pushes, getting slightly angry at the possibility of him making me upset.
"He always bothers me, but it's as if he's trying one hundred times harder to make my life hell this year and it's only Wednesday."
I proceed to tell them about what happened last night. How he cornered me and called me by my first name. How he threatened me with his new prefect position and whispered in my ear. Harry and Hermione couldn't believe it. Ron however, lets out a laugh and nearly spits toast everywhere.
"Sounds like there's some sexual tension there if you ask me" He grins. I scoff and so does Hermione.
"Well nobody asked you Ronald" she seethes, giving him a glare to which Ron raises his hands up in surrender.
"It was not sexual tension. I loathe the boy. Everything that comes out of his stupid mouth makes me want to vomit." I roll my eyes and continue to eat but I have a horrible feeling deep down that Ron might be right. Sure, Draco Malfoy is the school bully, the asshole. But he's also the school fitty. He's gorgeous.
"Well I say you take the high road Lily, carry on ignoring him and you'll be fine" Hermione says, and I nod in agreement. I just need to stay away from him and keep myself to myself.
That plan didn't last long.
We're stood in a huddle at the back of Snape's class as he seats us for the next academic year, and he puts me next to none other than Draco Malfoy. Why wouldn't he? Out of all the students in the class he seats me next to him. It would be crazy to think I could have been seated next to anyone else.
"Ignore Goyle, he doesn't know what he's talking about." Draco interrupts my thoughts.
"What?" I snap, not wanting to have a conversation at this moment in time.
"Earlier. It was kind of mean." I look at him to see if he's joking, but to my surprise it doesn't seem like he is.
"Since when did you care about what people say about me?" I retort, looking back down to avoid his stare.
"I don't" he quickly answers. "But I thought it was uncalled for that's all."
I don't respond. Mostly because I don't want to but partly because I don't know how to. I glance over at Harry who sends me a sympathetic look. Lucky bastard got seated next to Cho Chang, and we all know how Harry feels about Cho Chang. I raise my eyebrows back at him, directing my gaze to Cho and then back to him with a smirk. He blushes immensely and shakes his head before turning back around looking down at his desk.
"Potter got a crush then?" Malfoy asks, making me scoff.
"Gutted it's not on you?" I quip back, making him scowl.
"Shut up Kingsley. You think you're so funny."
"I know i'm funny." I respond.
"You're full of shit." He grumbles, opening the pages of his book. "I hate how you have an answer to everything."
"I hate how you have to comment on everything." I say, still not looking at him.
"Good morning class. I will be your Potions teacher this year. Misbehaviour will not be tolerated." Snaps begins, putting a stop to mine and Draco's bickering session. "Turn to page 412."
We spend the lesson mainly in silence. Snape's lessons are often in silence, which isn't a bad thing considering who i'm sat next to.
When the class is dismissed I gather my things and leave the room as quickly as possible, trying to not spark another spat with Malfoy. Harry meets me by the door and we head off to our next class together.
The day continues as normal. Each lesson we slowly get back into the routine of school life and quickly forget about the real world back at home. I make a mental note to owl my dad this evening and let him know that i'm okay. He worries, and I promised him i'd keep in touch like I always do.
"How's your dad Lily?" Neville asks over dinner.
"He's fine thanks. Busy with work like always." I respond.
"Does he think Lord Voldemort's back?" Luna asks with pure curiosity. I try to swallow the food I just put in my mouth, but it goes down slowly and painfully.
"He um- yes he does." I say quietly, not wanting many people to hear.
"He can't say anything just yet though Luna, or he'll loose his job in the Ministry" Hermione adds, saving me from answering.
My father works along side the Minister of Magic, gaining his position there a few years after my mother passed away. He always told me how mum would have wanted to carry on making good in the world, so he's doing his best to do it for her.
"Well any way that we can help, let us know" she smiles, turning back towards her food. I look at Harry and I know he can tell what I'm thinking. He sighs and nods, giving us the all clear to start recruiting students to learn defensive spells. I look at Hermione and I can tell she's trying so hard not to combust on the spot, and i'm mirroring her actions too.
"Never mind her dad, I want to know how potions with Malfoy went" Ron grins, taking a mouthful of food.
"Why do you care so much?" I ask, annoyed at his constant obsession with the topic.
"Why have you gone so red?" He fires back. I immediately look away and touch my face.
"I haven't" is all I manage to respond with. "Besides, I spent the whole lesson arguing with him."
Thankfully the topic changes, and I finish my meal in peace. We manage to create a list of people who would be willing to join Harry's lessons and discuss where we will hold them. A productive meal time if you ask me.
After a few more hours of planning and discussing, I say my farewells and head back to the Slytherin common room just before curfew.
I'd prepared myself to be greeted by Malfoy yet again, but tonight there was no sign of him. I sigh in relief and lay on the sofa in the empty common room. I barely ever spend time in here, and when I do it's almost always empty. I don't have many friends in Slytherin. My roommates are okay, but they don't speak to me much. They're usually too wrapped up in their own conversations to even notice I'm there.
"Potions was fun." I hear from the doorway. I don't bother looking. I know exactly who it is.
"What do you want Malfoy?" I huff, closing my eyes to try and block him out.
"I'm having a conversation with you. What's wrong with that?" He responds, making his way over to where i'm lay.
"What is going on Malfoy? You hate me, and I hate you. What's with the sudden spark of interest?" I ask, now opening my eyes to see him peering over from the behind the sofa.
"You don't hate me Kingsley. I see the way you act around me. You don't know what to say half the time" he smirks. He's full of shit.
"I don't know what to say because you're a cocky, arrogant prick who thinks he can get whatever or whoever he wants. You're awful behaviour leaves me speechless" I scoff. He leans forward on the back of the sofa, so he's closer to me.
"Don't flatter yourself Lily. I would never want someone like you."
That's when my hand reaches up and smacks him right against the face. The sound of his skin against my hand echos around the common room, haunting me once I realise what I've done.
"Don't ever talk to me like that again Malfoy" I growl, the emotion laced within it clear that i'm holding back tears. I'm fucking furious, and I cry when i'm furious.
"Don't call me that name. You don't deserve to" I snap, getting up and leaving towards my dorm, no longer being able to hold back the tears.
I hate Draco Malfoy, but what I hate even more is the fact that he's all I can think about.
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