"Ivy!" Pansy snapped sending my eyes darting towards her. What on earth was I going to say? How the hell was I going to get myself out of this?

"Yeah..he was good" Images of my moment of passion with Draco suddenly began flooding its way over me. "..great actually" I allowed myself to daydream for a moment, reimagining our time together, his lips, his hands.. oh his hands.

"Well good for you! I'm surprised you didn't find him, that idiotic girl Luna asked if I'd seen him, like I keep track on his whereabouts but I said you were looking for him too." Thankfully she was looking up as she would of seen the sheer panic race across my face. How is this getting worse? What if Luna tells Harry? Then what am I supposed to say? Why was I looking for him? All these questions were running round my mind at a mile a minute, so much so I suddenly felt very faint. I tried to lay back on my bed but the nausea forced me back to my sitting position.

Pansy was already back to being invested in her work so I figured she wouldn't realise if I went and got some air. I shoved my shoes on and made my way as fast as possible to the Astronomy Tower. The stairs seemed to take forever but I think that was only because of my sluggish pace. I groaned up nearly every step, maybe I should start exercising again.

I finally reached the top but before I could absorb the view a shadowed outline obstructed it. I squinted my eyes to try take a better look and hope to god it wasn't a professor. I didn't take me long to recognise the shape, the outline of that body. I had found him.

"Draco?" I spoke softly not wanting to startle him. I heard him let out a deep sigh before bowing his head down in what looked like defeat. "Draco? Are you ok?"

"What are you doing here? Following me now are you?" His eyes suddenly on me.

"Wh-what? No I, I came for some air. Felt a little faint that's all. What are you doing here?" I inched my way closer to him.

"None of your business why I'm here!" He spun around so quickly and then began charging towards the door, I could see the anger in each footstep, in each movement. Why did he do this? Why was he like this? But just before he passed me my impulse took over me, I reached out and grabbed hold onto his wrist. He was walking with so much speed that the sudden halt yanked me forward.

"Why do you keep pushing me away?" He still hadn't turned round to look at me but I felt his body soften under my hand.

The air around us in crippling silence, I was longing to hear Draco's voice but at the same time terrified of the words that would follow. The only noise around us was our breathing, his seemed more relaxed than mine did but that didn't shock me. I wondered if Draco ever really lost control of himself, unable to catch his breath, feel his legs, keep the burning anxiety inside him rather exploding. Something told me he didn't have this problem. He didn't have regular people problems, he was...different. Something about him made him so mysterious and irresistible. "Draco please listen to me, just admit you like me! You wouldn't kiss me like that if you didn't, you wouldn't look at me-." Before I could finish my sentence Draco was already beginning his.

"What do you want me to say Ivy?! What do you want from me?! I could never be with a girl like you! Your head's all over the place! You're weak and scared! And even if I did like you and even if we were together I would break you even more than you're already broken! You would fall in love with me and I could never love you back! You have no one else Ivy! No one!" He paused for a moment. He looked at the tears rolling down my cheeks. "Is this what you want?" He stared at me, his eyes glazed over. The cold glare I had grown to hate so much was now staring back at me.

"...get away from me..." I whispered barely

Draco raised his hands up and began slowly backing away. "As you wish"

Never in my life had I experienced this kind of pain, this kind of hurt. His words were like knives digging deeper and deeper into my insecurities. I was frozen still unable to move, unable to make even the smallest movements. Even my tears had stopped.

This time I wasn't angry, I was heartbroken. Not because he didn't want me...because he used my darkest fears against me.

I didn't fight the whimpers suddenly coming from my mouth and the lump rising in my throat I just let everything go and before I could gain control I was in full hysterics. Suddenly images of my family swarmed around me, the pain began to multiply. I just needed to get out of here and vow to myself to never ever let that boy make me cry ever again.