I spotted Harry at the Gryffindor table the next morning and realized I haven’t had the chance to explain. I stopped by his room last night, but didn’t receive an answer. Deep down, I didn’t blame him. That doesn’t mean it didn’t hurt any less. Feeling my heart skip a beat, I walked over and opened my mouth to say something, but he quickly stood up and left without a glance in my direction. With a groan, I put my head in my hands and sighed in defeat.
“What did you expect?”
I looked up at Ron with a glare, “You didn’t even give me the chance to explain.”
“What was there to explain?” he began and glared back, “you pushed Malfoy into a classroom and—“
“And what?” I growled and refrained from punching him in the face. “You thought Malfoy and I were sneaking around? Get real Ron. That’s absurd, but you just assumed the worse and ran along to tell Harry, like the good little boy you are.”
He stared at me with a frown and shook his head in disappointment. Saying goodbye to Hermione, he followed after Harry. Hermione watched him leave with a sad expression and turned to look at me with an angry one.
“Don’t start,” I told her and grabbed a piece of toast with peanut butter.
“I just don’t understand.”
“There’s nothing to understand.”
“What’s Ronald talking about then?”
“Nothing,” I snapped. “His stupid and needs to mind his own business.”
Hermione look taken back for a second and pushed her plate away to stand up.
“Mione,” I began with a breath, “I’m sorry.”
“Maybe you should learn to not shut everyone out when something goes wrong,” she stated and walked off.
Aggravated, I stood up and made my way towards my first class. Sitting down in Divination, I didn’t pay attention to Professor Trelawney as she began the lesson and rested my head in the palm of my hand. Before I knew it, the rest of the morning passed by in a blur and it was lunch time. Not wanting to have another episode like before, I decided to spend some time outside. Walking out of school, I sat under a tree near the Great Lake and placed my books beside me. Laying my head against the trunk, I closed my eyes and relaxed as the fall breeze blew across my face. Everything was a mess. Not only were my best friends not talking to me, but neither was my boyfriend. I also still needed to sort out what I felt about Malfoy. It’s not like I had feelings for him because that was impossible. Maybe the butterflies I felt was nothing and just a random reaction.
“What,” I began and kept my eyes closed, already knowing who it was, “no last name this time?’
Malfoy didn’t say anything at first so I turned my head to stare at him. He continued to look at me with an unreadable expression, which kind of made me uncomfortable, and I arched my eyebrow in confusion.
“What’s wrong with you?
“I’m sorry,” he blurted out and stood up to walk back into school.
I stayed where I was with my mouth hanging open, which earned me weird looks from a couple of first years. He just apologized. Malfoy, the person who can drive me insane in a matter of seconds, just apologized. Still trying to wrap my head around what just happened, the bell rang, signaling that lunch was over. Getting up, I gathered my things and strolled back into the castle to continue with classes, even more confused than this morning. Like earlier, the day passed by very quickly and I found myself walking through the hallway to the Gryffindor Tower. Turning a corner, I saw Harry leaning against a wall with Hermione and Ron. Without acknowledging them, I tried to walk pass, but someone grabbed my arm to turn me around.
“Andrea,” Harry began with a sad expression, “wait.”
“Oh,” I ripped my arm out of his grasp and crossed my arms in frustration. “Now you want to talk.”
“I’m sorry,” he rubbed his head. “I should’ve given you the chance to explain.”
“We’re sorry too,” Hermione mentioned as Ron nodded in agreement from behind her.
“Why the sudden change?”
Harry grabbed my hands and I glanced at him,” Malfoy told me everything.”
“He said what happened in the library was entirely his fault, including when you pushed him into the classroom. He also mentioned that he kissed you a couple of days ago.”
“He did?” I asked in shock.
“What happened when he told you?”
“I punched him in the face,” Harry said with a laugh.
I smiled and shook my head in amusement.
Harry gathered me in his arms and kissed my head, “I’m sorry I didn’t trust you.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about the kiss.”
He snorted, “We’re a mess aren’t we?”
“Yes,” I pulled back to look at him. “But, we can be a mess together.”
He smiled and leaned in to peck me on the lips. Sighing in content, I rested my head on his shoulder and saw a familiar pair of eyes staring at me.
“I’ll be right back.”
Harry nodded as I walked off and made my way towards Malfoy.
“Nice shiner,” I mentioned once I reached him.
“Thanks,” he began with a smirk, “Looks good doesn’t it?”
“Whatever,” I replied with a laugh, “Can I ask you something”
“Why did you do it?”
“Explain everything to Harry.”
He shrugged, “Your crying was annoying.”
“Hm what?” he asked in confusion.
“Are you sure you don’t have a crush on me Malfoy?” I teased with a grin.
“I would never have a crush on you Blake,” he began with a glare, “let alone someone from Gryffindor.”
I grinned as he turned to walk away.
Maybe Malfoy did have a heart somewhere.
I'm so sorry it has taken me so long to update. A lot of things have happened since my last chapter (including moving in with my boyfriend <3). School has also resumed, which means I won't be able to update so frequently :( Anyway, I apologize again for the delay! It won't happen again. I promise!
P.S. Hope you enjoyed this chapter!