Your POV
"Who are you writing a note with hearts all over it about??" Your friend questioned, bringing you back to reality as she tried to get a look around your elbow at the note you were writing. "Draco Malfoy?!?!" she exclaimed loudly when she glimpsed the name you had addressed the note to.
"Shut up!" you hissed, scrabbling to shove said note into your bag before anyone else could notice or try to read it. "He'll hear you!" you added desperately, for Draco was, in fact, just a few desks away from you.
Just before you managed to stuff the page away from all prying eyes it was snatched smoothly from your fingertips. Fuck.
"Give it back!!" you yelled, furiously looking up and reaching for the note only to realise with a start that it was Draco himself who had snatched it from you. He looked absolutely devious, sneering down at you with one eyebrow raised.
"Well, well, well, what's this?" he drawled, "a note about me, is it?" he held it high up so you couldn't snatch it back from his grip.
"Stop, no, please stop Draco" you spoke quickly but quietly, hoping not to make any more of a scene. He wouldn't do this to you, would he? He was better than that. Or would he prove that you were a complete fool for caring about him? Your pulse was pounding in your ears making it hard to hear, you could hardly think through your overwhelming panic.
"Well, I suppose we must hear what's written" he went on, ignoring your words completely, giving you a disdainful look.
"No, Draco, i'm begging you please stop." Tears were threatening your eyes, you reached uselessly up to try and grab the note.
He started to read, holding back laughter and making faces at the words you had written "Could you hold me through the night? / Put your lips all over my mine / Salty face when I start cryin'" he broke off for a second to pretend to cry, offering you a pouty face and suppressing giggles. His lackeys guffawed loudly behind him, finding the contents of your note hilarious. They also began to mimic your tears, copying Draco.
You were crying. You could do nothing but watch him and cry, completely helpless, powerless to stop what was happening to you.
He sneered and scoffed as he continued on: "Could you be my first time? / Eat me up like apple pie" he raised an eyebrow at that, seeming amused as well as disturbed by the implications. He found you disgusting. He thought your feelings were hilarious.
You tensed for the next line, hardly daring to watch his reaction to your inner darkness.
"Make me not wanna die" you nearly missed the slight frown, the quieting of his voice, the slight narrowing of his eyes, and the concerned sideways look he gave you. No wait.. that couldn't have been concern could it?
His friends kept laughing loudly, either oblivious to what had just been read or finding it to be just as hilarious as the rest had been.
You thought maybe after that he would stop reading, set you free from the misery he was causing you. But he didn't. Draco kept reading, his voice a little louder again, but not at the same volume as before, his slight frown not leaving that new expression of concern "Love me rough and let me fly / Get me up, yeah, get me high / Tie me down, don't leave my side" He raised an eyebrow and glanced at you at that last line, your face was very hot and you kept your head as low as you could without looking away from Draco.
"Don't be a waste of my time." As Draco concluded the note he looked at you somewhat oddly. He did not laugh, in fact he looked almost touched, and he also looked concerned. You didn't see how either of these could be possible. He was Draco Malfoy, he thought you were disgusting and hilarious and not worth his time other than for a good laugh. And yet he wasn't always like that.. and he certainly didn't look it right now.
His friends were still guffawing loudly. Crabbe smacked Draco on the shoulder as he laughed. "Ouch! Watch who you're hitting like that you big buffoon!" Draco turned to him angrily. "Come on, let's go" he said, voice full of disdain. He tossed the note back at you and began stalking away from you, pushing his lackeys ahead of him.
Just before leaving the room he glanced back at you, that odd expression reappearing just for a moment as his eyes connected with yours. And then he was gone.
Your friend rushed back over to your side. "Oh my god, i'm so sorry Y/N! I didn't mean for any of that to happen, it's all my fault, I should have kept my mouth shut, I should have minded my own business!" She hugged you close and you wrapped your arms around her. "That was so mean of Draco, he had no right to do that to you in front of everyone"
'Everyone' was now filing out of the room. There had only been a handful of witnesses to your shame, but the word would spread soon you were sure, especially if Draco decided to tell everyone how desperate and sad you were. You weren't sure if you could handle that, people wouldn't want to talk to you anymore.
"It's okay... you didn't mean for this to happen." You swallowed your shame, your shock, your frustration, and you sadness in order to comfort your friend. You didn't really want to deal with all those emotions right now anyways...