This Is Me

This story is about Draco Malfoy a boy with an old forgotten friend .how will Mel survive with her forgotten while their love still lives. Draco wants to keep it all hush hush as he tries to keep his bad boy status but how long will this last before exposure...


7. Exposure

Mel's P.O.V 


So i wake up to a bright new day and i feel al happy inside. as the time has stared to move, it is already mid summer ands it as hot as hell! so i get my clothes together and grab my towel of the airing rack, and have a nice cool shower. i get out, get dressed and walk out into the common room i get my books, wand and broom out so i can be all ready for my first lessons before lunch, i leave my broom right by the door of the common room so its quicker to rush back and grab. by the time i finish breakfast I'm having to my classes. by the time lunch comes i'm starved, i pile on all sorts off food. I go out after all my classes our done and i have free time, i choose this time to tell Brielle King about my relationship with Draco and all the 'terms and conditions' that comes with it

"Thats outrageous" she burst out.

"I'll be right back after i set this straight" 

"No its ok" i say in return to her "anyway if you go out now every one will hear"

But it's too late she's already out the door.

"Oh No" Gia cries

We rush out after Brielle telling her to stop, but she either can't hear us or most likely is ignoring us. Damn, why does she have to be in the top runners in this school. I thought as she's turning down corridors way ahead of us. i start to slow as we can never catch up with her in time. i start to tear up as i think of the results if she talk loud like she normally does. i finally get outside and spot Draco looking as pale faced as ever. he looks at me and as he does, so does most of the the people who surrounded him to listen in. i can feel my face reddening as i start to tear up up again. i feel a tear run down my cheek, Draco takes a step forward as though his natural instinct is to wipe it away then he tries to break through the crowd but most if them try to resist as though hoping to hear more. i start to wobble backwards as i turn and break into a run. i keep running even though i know everyone is looking at me. i run into a deserted girls bathroom the no-one goes into because it haunted by moaning myrtle, the girl who died in here. i sob quietly as i hear the people looking for me, outside. i start to hear someone sob with me. i use toilet paper to wipe away my tears, as i leave to see who's there. i see up on the round stained glass window moaning myrtle up resting in the nook of circle shaped window.

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