Chapter 20
Chapter 20:
He almost killed Hermione fucking Granger tonight. It all happened so fast, the whole thing must have been over in less than 5 minutes, yet, it felt like the whole night was gone. He’d never flown as fast as when we realized he’d knocked a girl off her broom, and faster still when he realized who it was. If he wasn’t such a skilled flyer this night would have ended quite differently. Quite differently indeed. He was shaken by the whole integration if he was allowed a moment of truth with himself, but it wasn’t the thrill of the speed or flying or the rescue, it was from that parting line as left, “I’m no longer that school girl, Draco” there was such sadness in her eyes and her voice at those words, there was heaviness to it, but he couldn’t help when his coward heart jumped at the mention of his name, not his surname as she always referred to him. He truly was scum to hone in on that instead of the rest of the details, details which he knew originated from the same years as his, he needed to block his thoughts right away, there was no use digging up those memories was there. Before the door even cracked open in his mind he was on the broom again shooting upwards as fast the broom would let him, the icy wind sliced into his skin, and he relished the small pains of this freedom of his.