Figuring it out PT. 1
CHAPTER 2 – Figuring it out PT. 1
The golden trio was walking down a hallway, Harry and Ron yammering on as they follow Hermione who was leading the way. Ron was instructed by Pansy earlier that day to distract Harry and follow Hermione in which Ron had disagreed with the Slytherin. Hermione had threatened him sweetly.
Harry spoke, “Ron, what do you think you’d get for Christmas? I don’t want anything specific but I’m staying here again. I don’t want to go back–” Ron tuned him out, looking at the signal Hermione gave to move out of the way.
Being distracted; without realizing it Hermione and Ron had moved out of the way as Harry bumped into something hard which caused him to fall back with a soft- “Oof!-” and felt what he bumped into fall right on top of him.
– EARLIER
(DRACO’S POV)
Pansy was talking to me, in which the conversation unsurprisingly shifted towards Harry Potter. Blaise was on the opposite side of Pansy which meant she was in the middle of both boys.
“That Potter, always thinking he is better than everyone else!” I sneered, arms crossed over my chest. “Stupid Potter.” I grumbled, rather dazed out from my undeniable rage about the golden boy.
I stumbled back, feeling someone bump into me. I heard the soft grunt when they fell and I was going to say something, “Hey! Wa-” but- I was cut off by falling forward himself, being pushed by someone and landing right on top of the person.
“Ack-” The boy underneath Draco grunted.
I pushed himself off the boy, my gaze softening ever so slightly when he saw Harry Potter but nobody noticed. “Watch where you're going Potter!” I gave a sneer, standing up and dusting off my robes then glared down at the boy that was now sitting up on the ground.
Potter looked up at me with a sneer, standing up and crossing his arms. I looked at Weasley and Granger behind him, noticing they haven’t said anything back to protect Potter. I turn to my two mates. “Let's go. I don’t have any business with the mudblood and the Weasley.” I scoffed, walking off away from the group, my arms going behind my back and discreetly holding the number five out for Potter to see as his friends so graciously asked if he was alright.
(HARRY’S POV)
I noticed the number Malfoy held before his arms went back to his front. “Harry- Harry!” I heard Ron call out, which snapped me out of my daze. “Uh- what Ron?” I asked, scratching the back of my head.
Ron spoke up, “Are you alright? Lucky that Malfoy didn’t say anything that we aren’t used to- but he didn;t insult you this time..” Ron rambled on and I tuned him out, scuffling my hair a bit before my arms fell to my sides. < Five minutes.. I have to go the room of requirements.. > Harry thought on, stuck in his mind.
I noticed the two walking off so I followed them for a bit. I realize they are stuck talking to each other so I walk off, making my way towards the Room Of Requirements.
I walk by the door three times then open the door. It’s fairly spacious and it has a comfortable flannel red and yellow sofa, and there is a bed, dark emerald green is the color. I wander to the couch, sitting down and peering at the muggle TV. I grabbed the remote off the coffee table and turned the TV on, waiting for Draco in the room.