#𝑰. study ‚ ──── he looks in the mirror and something smiles back.

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𝙼𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 | 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚘 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝑻𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 | ���𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

𝒂/𝒏: 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 :)

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒗𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒐 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒇𝒐𝒚, 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏.

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔/𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕: 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕, 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇, 𝒃𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒖𝒏-𝒂-𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝑻.𝑾, 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒆, 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈

𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 𝟐.𝟐𝒌

You were use to his bullying at this point, and since you were friends with Harry Potter it didn’t make you wonder why. You just assumed he hated you because of your friendship with the golden trio. Never did you think it was because of different reasons, those thoughts never even crossed your mind.

You wouldn’t say you were a sensitive person but their was one thing that made you burst into tears, even if you willed yourself to not cry, it was physically something you couldn’t do and you hated it.

You were sitting in class with Harry next to you, bored out of your mind as you gazed up at professor Snape who was giving you all a lecture about how everyone made a mess last time and left without cleaning up.

“I expect more from third years. Maybe not most of you,” he paused, his gaze going towards you and Harry before he continued his speech. You just rolled your eyes, Harry doing the same as you sat back in your seat.

“Get to work. We only have an hour left because of your carelessness,” he turned around, writing something on the bored at the front of the class. “Their will be a test next week, I hope you all have kept up to date with your study’s,” You let out a sigh before you and the rest of the class got up to get your supplies for the potion.

Since you shared todays class with Slytherin you ended up getting shoved to the side before you had the chance to get the things you needed. To your surprise it was pansy who had moved you out of her way.

“Pansy tell your boyfriend he doesn’t need to send you to do his bullying for him,” You said, getting your things before you pushed past her, not letting her say anything on the matter.

“I swear Snape punishes the whole class because of us,” I whispered to Harry, who rolled his eyes with a nod.

“You just figured out now? I’ve known that since first year,” He breathed, his glare going towards Snape. You gave a small laugh as you crushed up some type of leaf, looking into the book before you put it into the pot.

Your gaze shifted up, your eyes automatically turning towards the blonde Slytherin who was working while talking with Golye. Your eyes lingered a little causing Golye to motion towards you. Malfoy’s eyes turned up, meeting your own. You quickly looked away, knowing for a fact he would mock you about how he caught you starting whenever he got the time.

“Oh no need to look away L/N,” Malfoy taunted as he made his way towards your table. “I know how hard it must be to keep your eyes off of me,”

“I wasn’t-“

“Although I wouldn’t want a dirty bloods eyes on me. Next time you wanna stare please do so in a mirror. Maybe you’ll see trash or something that shows you how dirty you really are staring right back at you,”

“I don’t have to go to a mirror when it’s looking right at me,” You smiled. “It’ll save me the time to walk all the way to the toilets don’t you think,” His jaw clenched, a glare forming in his eyes. This only made your smile widen.

“I don’t know how on earth your a pure blood. People like you are just dirtying up the blood and giving us a bad name,”

“Are you sure your not talking about yourself Malfoy? Last time I checked you were going around and bullying everyone who rejected you. Doesn’t that make pure bloods sound like prats?” Before he could say anything Professor Snape interrupted,

“Don’t the two of you have potions to make?” He asked, looking from you to Malfoy, one eyebrow raised.

“Yessir,” Malfoy answered, giving you one last glare before he made his way back to his friends. You turned back to your work, Harry giving you a proud smile.

“I thought his fists would turn to stone with the way they were clenched,” Harry laughed making you crack a smirk.

“Too bad they didn’t,” You laughed, your eyes looking down at your textbook realizing you had forgotten something. You made your way towards the back getting the ingredient you forgot and made your way back. You didn’t see Harry but just figured he forgot something as well. You hummed to yourself as you added the ingredient, taking the spoon and stirring.

Your eyebrows shot up when you noticed it bubbling. You quickly looked at your textbook, not reading anything about how it was suppose to bubble. You stopped stirring and looked closer, backing away when you saw it rising. And soon it was all over the counter and the floors. People started screaming when it would hit their shoes and soon it reached professor Snape.

He turned around, his eyes immediately fining your form. A scowl formed on his face as he stalked towards you, and soon he was right in front of you. “Can’t even brew a simple potion. I wonder if your friends are rubbing off on you Miss L/N. I’ve never seen this from you although I shouldn’t be surprised now should I?” You clenched your fists, looking down. You heard Malfoy and his friends laugh from beside you.

“Since this is so amusing Mr Malfoy you wouldn’t mind helping Miss L/N clean up this mess after school,” The laughter stopped short and you tried your best to keep the smile off your face. “Get back to work,”

***

“I can’t believe you got me roped into your mess,” Malfoy muttered, wiping off the floors with a mop.

“Don’t act like you didn’t put something in my potion Malfoy. I’m getting straight A’s in that class and then all of a sudden I’m ruining the floors,” You said, anger building up inside of you. He really had the nerve to blame it all on you. “I think we both know who holds the blame here. No need to act all innocent,” The glare he shot you from the other side of the classroom made you chuckle.

“Think somethings funny L/N?” He shot, making his way over to you. You just rolled your eyes, ignoring him as you wiped off the counter top. “I’d think your confidence would be fading by now. No need to prove it anymore,”

“Jealous Malfoy? I’d think that consistent need for approval would fade to but I guess we’re both wrong,” You shot back. His furious expression told you that you had hit him where it hurts. Before you knew it he was right in front you, caging you to the table, hands on ether side of you.

“And why would I be jealous of a dirty blood whose mother didn’t even want to stay in her own daughters life. She probably got sick of your attitude and decided the only way out was to take her own life,” Your whole body stiffened right as the words left his mouth. Tears filling your eyes, looking at him with shock and anger. How could he say something like that when he knew she was the only person you had left. You wouldn’t even call your father a father with the way he changed after your mothers death.

Your chest felt like it was closing up, the thought of your mother made all theses memories fill your mind, ones that you tried so hard to forget. Your whole body was shaking when your eyes met his. Their was some sort of guilt in his eyes but you didn’t care. You hated him. With every bone in your body. And before he could stop you, you slapped him across the face. His head turned from the impact, a shocked gasp leaving his lips.

“Don’t you ever talk about my mom. Not ever! Who gives you the right to use my own mothers death against me. Her own fucking daughter!” You cried, pushing him away from you. “Don’t you ever say her death was my fault! I get it your life is fucked up but that gives you no right to say things like that,” Tears were dripping off your face and falling to the floor.

You glared at him before you left the room, stopped at the door. “I hate you with every bone in my body and I will make sure you feel how much I hate you,” And with that you closed the door so hard it sounded like a gunshot.

***

You sat up in the astronomy tower, looking out at the sky. Your tears had dried on your cheeks, eyes puffy and swollen. Your body finally had stopped shaking and your heart was slowly starting to numb the thoughts of your mother. It was the talk of the town when the news got out that your mother had taken her own life. It was all over the daily profit and every time you would walk past someone they would always whisper to their friends about how you were the daughter of that women.

No matter how hard you had tried to forget her you were never allowed when you would go somewhere in public, and the fact that every witch and wizard knew made it a lot harder for you to move on. You would always get weird looks or you would get pity. And you hated pity. But pity was a lot better then how your father treated you.

He would blame you for her death, saying that it was your fault she hated her life so much. And since he couldn’t face the fact that she was gone he started drinking and this would lead for him to bring home a whole bunch of women and all theses women were bad news.

You hadn’t even heard the door open or his footsteps approach you. You only realized he was their when he sat down next to you. You didn’t even bother it look at him. You felt his eyes on you but you just ignored him.

“I’m sorry Y/N. I didn’t mean what I said,” He said, his voice so soft you thought that maybe you had imagined him their but when you turned to look at him he was sitting beside you, real. “It was something I said in the heat of the moment and I’m so sorry,”

“My father used to say the same things,” You said, his eyes widened. “I don’t know why I’m crying over it when I should be used to it,”

“Y/N no. That’s not something you should get used to. That’s not something you should ever have to hear. And I deserve anything you throw my way,” Your eyes met his.

"But it was my fault. Everyone I love always leaves me. And I must be the cause of all that. I mean you hate me after all," Your voice creaked at the last part, tears falling from your face again.

"Stop. It wasn't your fault, nothing you would have done made that decision for her trust me Y/N. And as for everyone leaving you, I don't think you would have saint Potter now would you," A small smile ghosted over your face, making his only widen. His eyes went soft before his smile faded, a look in his eyes you don't think you've ever seen before.

"I don't hate you Y/N. Quite the opposite actually," He looked at the floor as if trying to find the right words. His mouth opened but closed, not seeming to find the words he wanted to say. "I wish I did hate you with how my feelings have grown for you," His eyes finally found yours.

"I don't think I've ever felt this strong for anyone before and it scared me. That's why I was so cruel to you. And I'm sorry for that," Your breath caught in your throat, a sort of nervousness coming over you as his eyes lingered on your own. You looked away, not knowing what to say or how to react.

"Draco-"

"You don't have to say anything. I know you hate me right now and I understand but I hope you know that I will wait for you. I would do anything for you and if you want to wait then thats what I will do," His hands found yours, the warmth made you shiver. His finger lifted your chin up so your eyes could meet his.

"Can I kiss you?" You smiled, nodding. Your heart filled with warmth when his lips met yours, one hand on your cheek as the other held your hand, his thumb rubbing small circles on you're palm.

The kiss was slow but full of passion, a sort of passion you've never felt before, something that showed you just how much he cared for you. His thumb wiped your previous tears away, making your stomach fill with butterflies.

You knew this was a goodbye and you were okay with that. You knew the two of you would end up together, all you needed was time, time to sort all of your thoughts along with getting over your mothers death in the right way.

You hadn't done that the right way last time, and you needed a proper goodbye, even if it was at her grave and not to her face. It wasn't your fault and you needed to come to terms with that.

And since this moment you didn't know that it was love all these years instead of hate. As Draco pulled away, not letting it get heated you knew he would wait until you were ready. And this only made your feelings for him stronger.