Good Intentions

Draco Malfoy is misunderstood and his attitude is second nature to him. He was raised to believe in blood purity, wealth and power. He’s a confused youth being influenced by his fathers past and current deeds but his best friend (and secret love) brings out the best in him and helps to keep him in line. But what happens when Draco is soon forced to let her go?


12. Suspicious Minds

Draco stalked down the corridors as he head towards The Great Hall, students scattering from his path as he walked by. Draco had a reputation at Hogwarts; a bully. Only Arabella knew the real him, only she knew it was all a front, only she knew the truth. Draco barely looked where he was going as dark thoughts consumed him. He glanced up from the stone floor and ran a hand through his hair, shaking his head. He didn't want to do this anymore. The Dark Lord expected Draco to give up his 17 year old self and grow up, at like an older man. Draco didn't want to do it, but if he didn't oblige there would be severe consequences concerning himself, his family - and most importantly, Arabella.

Draco sighed at the thought of Arabella, without her, Draco had been finding it harder and harder to stay sane. He would often cry in the bathroom stalls and most nights, he'd silently cry himself to sleep in hopes that during the day, he would be less likely to burst into tears as anything could set him off these days.

As Draco entered The Great Hall, he noticed Blaise and Goyle sat near the front of the hall at the Slytherin table. Draco began walking towards them, although his eyes scanned the hall for Arabella. His heart skipped a beat as his eyes settled on her. She was sat at the Gryffindor table, Hermione by her side and Ronald Weasley sat opposite them both. That was the one thing Draco could not understand about Arabella. She was a pureblood, yet she was convinced she was no different to everybody else. Draco had always been brought up to believe that purebloods were stronger, faster - genuinely better than others. Yet, Arabella did not care. Draco had just never understood it. Draco rolled his eyes as Arabella and Hermione laughed loudly at someone Ronald had said and looked away, noticing Harry stood at the front of the hall, talking to someone. Draco then turned his attention back to Arabella and stared at the back of her head as he walked by and chewed his bottom lip. He had half expected Arabella to have sat with Blaise and Goyle. But then he supposed that it was a stupid thing to expect as herself and Draco were no longer friends. Draco shook his head and looked back towards the front, not giving Arabella a second glance but stopped dead in his tracks as he finally realized just who it was that Harry was talking to. It was Katie Bell.

Just at that moment, Harry looked up from Katie and looked to Draco over her shoulder. Draco knew that Katie didn't know it was him who had cursed her, he had made sure she'd forget but Harry knew it was him. Somehow, he just knew. Draco, for a split second, opened his mouth to say something but quickly closed it, knowing there was nothing he could say that would justify what he had done and knowing that if he said anything, he'd give himself away. So he simply shook his head slightly, turned on his heels and left the hall.

Arabella had seen the whole thing and chewed her bottom lip as she watched Harry quickly follow Draco out of The Great Hall. She sighed. She'd had enough now, she knew something was going on and if Draco would not tell her, she would find out for herself. "Excuse me." Arabella said to Hermione and Ronald before getting up from the table and heading out of the hall herself.

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