"Class is in a few minutes, hurry or else you'll be late. You don't want to sit on the floor, do you?"
"Won’t you be late too? Look at the time— We’re 2 minutes away until class. Don’t you need to keep up your ‘perfect student’ act?"
What the hell? How dare she?! She was never like this, Draco knew she wasn’t a morning person, but this was a whole new level.
He wasn’t going to show how angry he was though, he never did, everyone knew him as the classy, flamboyant boy. He wouldn’t let people know how easily angered he was, it could give them another thing to make fun of.
He’d never show his true self around others, that’d be ridiculous.
He let his head bow, and his paced slowed down to a halt.
"I-I guess I’ll just…see you later then."
He turned the corner, and when he knew he was out of sight, a grin formed on his face.
She’s actually going to fall for it. That’ll show her.
Situation after situation, the redhead was good at keeping in her emotions-- Most of time.
But there were days - mornings really - when all those locked up bits of anger, irritation, sadness, annoyance, and the like were released, and unfortunately, Draco just so happened to be there to witness one of these mornings.
Brown orbs rolled with irritation; the boy was easy to see through, for her at least. Maybe that's just what she was good at-- seeing through people. But she could tell that he was annoyed by her, angered by her. The forced stutter, the seemingly begrudging bow, and simply, his tone of voice.
It pissed her off and made her all the more annoyed.
But she needed to practice keeping her cool-- Trying to think of something that wasn't rude or hostile, the to-be huntress remembered class.
"You're going the wrong way, leader," she stated, unwillingly sneering the last word. "Class is this way, and we're already late as it is."
"You're trying to keep up your good boy act, right? Then hurry your ass onto class before we're even more late."
