《Emerald》53
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"You can't ignore him forever." Hermione chuckled, as we took our seats in professor Snape's class.
"I can try my best." I chuckled.
I now kept Hermione updated on Draco, and where we stood.
She knew I was upset with him.
It was nice that Hermione didn't mind Draco. I was glad he grew on her.
She let me vent to her often, which was nice.
Draco walked into the classroom.
He smiled devilishly, as he sat in the chair next to me.
Draco was doing everything in his power, to get under my skin.
He wanted to me in my eye sight at all times.
He wanted to occupy every thought that crossed my mind.
Draco wanted his name to rattle in every one of my bones.
"He's not gonna let you win." Hermione whispered to me.
I huffed, as I opened my text book loudly.
Draco knew I was annoyed, which caused his grin to grow, as he opened his text book and his note book.
We were supposed to read over a chapter this class, and take notes on it.
After a few minutes of reading and taking notes, a small note floated over and landed on my text book.
I flipped the page over, causing the note to get buried in the pages of my text book.
I pretended I didn't see it, as I continued to read.
Another note floated onto my book.
Bracelet?
I looked over at Draco, with a confused look on my face.
Draco pulled his sleeve up slowly, revealing a small piece of black lace tied around his wrist.
I flipped the note over, and wrote on the back of it.
I blew a soft breath on the note.
It floated over to Draco, softly landing on the desk in front of him.
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He read it, before sticking it in the pocket of his robe.
Draco quickly scribbled another note down, before sending it my way.
My eyes got wide, and my cheeks grew hot, as I read the note.
Draco was wearing a piece of my torn underwear around his wrist.
My heart began to beat below my stomach.
"Passing notes I see!" Snape announced, quickly grabbing the paper.
He brought it up to his face, and cleared his throat before he spoke.
"It's black lace from your-" Snape quickly stopped reading out loud.
My face turned red with embarrassment, as professor Snape smacked Draco and I in the back of our heads.
"Five points from each." Snape scolded us.
I turned my face down to my books.
"I didn't write the note." I mumbled.
"Do you want me to make it 10 points, with a detention?" Snape walked away.
I quickly finished my notes, and placed my notebook on Snape's desk.
Hermione followed my lead.
"I guess, you're dismissed. " Snape spoke as he glared up as me.
Draco's eyes followed me, as Hermione and I left the classroom.
"What was that about?" Hermione asked, as she walked besides me.
"He's trying to get under my skin, Hermione. I didn't even do anything." I scuffed.
"I can't believe that he took house points." She rolled her eyes.
After Hermione and I finished our classes for the day, we went back to our room.
I couldn't even pay attention in class after that.
All I could think about was that small piece of lace wrapped around Draco's wrist.
I couldn't get Draco out of my head.
Every time I looked at my hands, and saw that ring, the thought of him grew through my mind.
...
"Who keeps letting those damn pixies in?!" I yelled as, Hermione and I entered our room that night.
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I hate those damn pixies.
They trashed our room.
"They through ink on my pillow!" I yelled, as I picked it off the bed.
"They tied all my shoes together!" Hermione groaned.
Draco's owl flew in the window, and dropped a note on the floor.
Hermione quickly grabbed it.
"" Hermione read the note out loud, giving me a smirk.
"I'm not going." I told her, as I took the paper from her hand.
I crumbled it up, and threw it in the garbage.
I noticed my cigarette pack was on the floor.
I picked it up, and opened it.
There was 2 cigarettes left in it, there used to be three.
"They ate one of my cigarettes!" I wined.
"What do you mean, by ate?" Hermione asked, flicking her wand in the air, putting everything in the room back to its original place.
"There were three here, now there's two." I opened the pack to show her.
"How do you know they didn't just carry it off, or hide it?" She asked me.
"Judging by the teeth marks on the remaining two, I don't think they carried it off." I laughed.
We quickly finished cleaning our room, then we sat on our beds and talked.
Ginny barged in a few minutes later.
"Malfoy is at the Gryffindor entrance, he's asking for you." Ginny looked at me as she spoke.
I looked over at Hermione, who was smiling ear to ear.
I walked over to our bedroom door, where Ginny stood.
"Tell him I'm not here." I told her.
"I can hear your voice, darling. We're going to be late." Draco yelled in.
I looked out through the Gryffindor common room, and there stood Draco.
He stood tall at the entrance of the open door.
Draco smiled brightly at me, as he gave me a little wave.
"Oh, Jesus." I sighed, running my hands through my hair.
"Sorry." Ginny apologized.
"It's ok, Ginny. I'll take care of it." I gave her a reassuring smile.
My face turned stone cold, as I marched over to Draco.
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