Written in 2011. First fic I ever wrote.
-Harry and Draco's hatred all collide in one heated night. Harry's confused; he doesn't know what happened, but he knows one thing. He can't stop thinking about Draco.


5. The fight

On our way out from the great hall, I saw Draco rise; lean down to say something to Crabbe and Goyle, before leaving the Hall, alone.

I followed him, with my eyes, until he disappeared out of the doors, not long before Hermione, Ron and I walked through the doors too.

 We walked a bit down the hall before Ron asked; “So… What do you think Malfoy’s up to?” and followed him, with his eyes, as Draco walked in the hall too, just a little further down then us.

“I don’t –” I didn’t get to finish what I was about to say, before Draco had turned around and locked his eyes directly at Ron.

“That, Weasley, is none of your damn business!” He said loudly. Walking down, to stand in front of us; “Seeing as no one of you is considered my friends, I don’t see what it has got to do with you; and why you even care!” At the last part of the sentence he shortly glanced at me and I was pretty sure I saw something in his eyes that wasn’t there before. I just couldn’t place it.

“Oh, so it’s not? Well, I do believe it is, thinking about all the times you’ve been spying on us! Why do YOU care!?” Ron shot back, while Hermione and I just stood there, looking; Hermione at Ron, and I at Draco.

“Well, I don’t; I just can’t believe that you can go around, doing whatever you want, without getting in any trouble!” He frowned. “If I ever did ANYTHING of what you’ve done, I tell you, I would have been expelled by now!” Draco looked at each of us, with different expressions, but mainly disgust, turned around and left.

“If you did get expelled; that would only say something about the fact, that you would be really bad, at being unseen AND at holding yourself on friendly levels with people!” Ron shouted at Draco, before he got out of hearing range.

“Might be, Weasley. But at least I’m not, either slumming around with a mudblood, or stalking around with famous Harry Potter, hoping his fame will rub of, on you.” Draco shouted back and turned around. “But guess what? I won’t! You will always just be a Weasley; and you know what? That’s nothing to be proud of!” he yelled, his face slightly colored pinkish.

“What did you just say?!” Hermione said, her eyes thundering. “There is absolutely NOTHING to be ashamed of, about being born in the Weasley family; I would say, that that is MUCH better than being a Malfoy, is everyone in your family being such unpleasant little slimeballs as you?” Hermione’s voice was dripping with bitterness and hatred, as she threw her hands in the air in a kind of frustrated way. Not taking her eyes of Draco, one moment.

“How dare you say that kind of things about my family? How dare you TALK to me, you filthy mudblood!?” Draco growled while he wrinkled his nose, stepping closer once again, but this time he slipped his hand under his robes to release his wand.

I did know where he hid his wand in his robe, (seeing as Draco and I had been having a lot of collisions; both with and without our wands) so I quickly released my own wand and screamed “EXPELLIARMUS!” just the same moment as he had gotten his wand out and pointed it straight at Hermione.

Draco’s wand flew out of his hand and landed just in front of an adjacent hallway.

From around the corner, to that hallway, came Snape. He looked from Draco, to Hermione, Ron and I, and back.

“And what, if I may ask, is going on here?” Snape said; now waiting for us to answer his question, but we all just stood there and looked at him for a moment, before Ron pulled himself together the slightest bit.

“Um… I… I… we…” but Ron really didn’t know what to say, that much was clear.

“Well, I got the impression that Draco and Mr. Potter was having a fight?” He looked straight at me, with a glimpse of hate in his eyes, before he locked eyes with me; and the hate disappeared from his eyes, when it was only my eyes he looked at. With that not said he looked at me, with any friendliness, at all, because he didn’t… At all!

Ron opened mouth to speak, but before he got to say anything, I cut him off; “That’s right professor, and I’m sorry!” I quickly licked my lips after finally saying something. My expelliarmus didn’t really count, because that was more of a scream.

“Is that so? Didn’t Weasley and Grenger try to stop you? I thought you were supposed to be clever, Granger?” Snape scoffed “It seems you and Ron might be in need of being teached a little lesson? Ten point, from each of you two, for not stopping Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy in their little… Fight.”

With that said Snape turned around and walked away before any of us got to interject anything, leaving us in the hall, staring at each other.

The staring only lasted for a few seconds before Draco turned on his heel and left.

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