Forbidden Love

Attacker

idk how long this chapter is gonna be, im really busy, so very sorry if it is short.

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Draco's POV

My eyes flash open, but I can't see anything. I feel more than one pair of hands dragging me, so it must be two people attacking me. I hear a foot collide with a door, and then I am roughly shoved to the ground.

"Where HAVE you been, Draco Malfoy?!" A small, bubbly voice pierces the room. Crap, it's Pansy.

"Um...I, uh, um..." I stutter, at a loss for words. How can I explain what I just did?

"We had a date tonight, Draco! A double date with Crabbe and Millicent! We were going to sneak out of the castle and go to Honeydukes! Did you forget?" Pansy screeches. I lay on the floor, panting heavily. What do I do?

"Merlin's Beard, Pansy, give the kid a break! He looks like he's been through hell and back." A rough male voice breaks the silence. Blaise. Thank Slytherin.

"I,I need to go. I'm very tired, I need some rest. Maybe another night." I say, my voice returning to it's normal state. I push myself off the ground and dash out of the room. I break into a sprint as soon as I hit the doorway. I don't stop for a full five minutes. I slow down to a walk when I reach the fifth floor. I fall to the ground, burying my head in my hands. I. Will. Not. Cry. Draco Malfoy does NOT cry. I choke back the tears I feel threatening to spill over my lashes, biting my tongue. Why would I be crying? Oh, um let's think, Granger, who I think I have a crush on, almost drowned AND almost gave away a secret, and Pansy is persistant as always. Ugh. I take a few deep breaths and decide to take a walk around the grounds, no matter how late it is. I push myself up off the cold, hard ground, rubbing the soreness on my legs. I walk slowly, not wanting to go to the common room. I turn a few corners, and realize I have come to the Room of Requirement. Yes! I can be alone! I close my eyes and think hard 'I need a place where I can be alone'. I take a few steps, then repeat that line. I take a couple more steps in the opposite direction, breathing slowly. One more time, I repeat the line and walk for a second or two. I slowly open my eyes, wondering what I will see before me. My eyes take in a tall wooden door, elegantly carved with difficult patterns. Thank Slytherin! I let out a long sigh of relief, my hand on my chest. I begin walking to the door, knowing I will find a safe haven, a place to be myself. My hand is just reaching the wooden doorknob when a larger, warmer hand beats me to it. 

"What the-" I begin to ask the person, when their other hand clamps over my mouth, and they drag me into the Room of Requirement. Again? Why me? 

"What did you do to my girlfriend, Malfoy?" A rough voice spits at me. I would recognize that voice anywhere, one of the red-heads himself, Ron Weasley. Weaselbee is actually what I call him. 

"I didn't do anything but save her bloody life, Weaselbee, be grateful! I shouldn't have even saved her, the pathetic mudblood." I felt a pang in my chest, right by my heart, as I spat the words at Weasley. I watched Weasley's face redden and get puffed up. It was silent for a couple seconds,  and then he exploded. 

"DON'T EVER CALL HERMIONE THAT AGAIN OR I WILL BEAT YOU TO A PULP, MALFOY!" 

"Mhm...sure. You couldn't even if you tried!" I laughed sarcastically. Like him, the scrawny red-head, could take ME on, Draco Malfoy. Weasley's eyes narrowed and he pounced on me like a slow cheetah. I dodged his slow attack, but he, unfortuantely, grabbed my ankle and yanked me down onto the ground. I threw a few punches at him, and he I. I ended up hiting him more than he hit me, but he still got me. I'm pretty sure I'll have a black eye, but he'll be much worse. I let my anger reside and I tumble off of him, both he and I panting.