Chapter 50
Chapter 50:
Draco snapped at a first-year who was not his hand movement rights, he felt bad for a fraction of a second and then decided, how else will they learn? The frightened look on the face of the little boy was only slightly concerning. He’s gotten notes from parents, and so had the school. That’s what the Headmaster told him this morning during this meeting. When he was informed for this meeting he thought it was to fire him. He knows these past 3 months he’s been an absolute bellend to everyone who crossed his path. But McGonagall was gracious, she simply asked him what had happened to cause this sudden change. He didn’t have an answer that he could give her, but he knew the answer, it blared in his mind like a flashing light, every day, morning, noon, and night: Granger.
After that night in the Room of Requirement, Draco was beside himself with the knowledge that he fancied Granger, but it was more than that, he was a love-sick fool for her and it drove him close to madness. He had no desire to even like the woman, but he found himself looking at her at every opportunity, he found himself stealing information from the air when her name was mentioned, or worse still he’d frequent Hogsmeade every weekend hoping to see her or worse still catch her with the boyfriend of hers.
He’d come to the conclusion that he was simply bored and she was simply the nicest thing to look at in this fucking school, but that resolve last all of 2 weeks, that’s was when he saw her carrying a stack of books half her height and her tussled hair was escaping her messy bun and getting caught her glasses. His heart was in his throat and his palms broke out in a cold sweat.
His mind was scattered for months, but that conversation with the Headmaster set him straight, he was going to take that offer form the school in France to go teach a few semesters there to their advanced student. Hogwarts can spare him, but even if they couldn’t he was going. He needed to breathe.