If only I could stay away from you

✨Draco POV✨

Chapter six

Draco

Lingering in the door way to the library I could hear potters voice drawing on and on.
"He's not someone you want to be hanging around with sarina!" He said. 
"He's got a point " Hermiones voice chimes in.
"Guys, he's not his father! And he's kind to me!" Sarina said.
"He's a death eater! He cursed Katie" Potter said.
"Do you have proof Harry?" Sarina said calmly.
"No.. but" Potter started.
"Then stop! I know you haven't gotten on in the past and you don't need to now, just respect that I'm happy with him" sarina said.
The three voices fell silent for a moment before one last question was asked.
"Are the rumors true... did you realy sleep with him?" Potter asked, something that sounded like hurt in his voice.
"So what if I did!?" Sarinas voice raised, frustrated.
"We're just looking out for you... your our friend and we want what's best for you" Hermione says.
"And what if Draco is what's best for me!" She yelled.
Smirking satisfaction crawled across my face as I backed out of the door way, headed towards the room of requirement. She was defending me, and her choices to be with me. I felt warm and satisfied that she felt so strongly for me that she'd verbally battle Potter, but the icy chill of his words lingered in my heart. A lot of what he said was true, I was a death eater all be it forced but one nonetheless. I had cursed Katie, I didn't mean to, she just happened to pick up the wrong item at the right time. My heart ached as I thought about the task I was meant to do and if sarina had known the whole truth... would she leave me?
Setting my haunting thoughts aside I focused on repairing the vanishing cabinet, spell after spell it sent back dead birds, not allowing for a clear passage through without death. Hours had passed when I had let out a frustrated yell that lead to tears. Sobbing I stayed in the room of requirement for a while longer, failing once again.
I didn't want to kill dumbledoor, he was a kind man and despite my faults and harshness towards others, he had always treated me with kindness and respect. On the other hand, if I didn't kill him Voldemort would kill me. I thought about my future, if there were to be one. I thought about the women I wanted to marry, and the family I wanted to have. I wanted to wake up on Christmas mornings ,with the love of my life, to the sound of our children's laughter. I wanted to grow old with sarina, build a life with her. Would she want me after I had completed my mission?,Or would my life end with Dumbledoors? Fear crept in as I thought of how she'd react if she found out, and for a moment the thought of leaving her before she could leave me crossed my mind, for her safety and my peace of mind.
Eyes still puffy from sobbing I left the room of requirement, the door shrinking away as I turned my back to leave. It was almost nightfall, I had missed all my classes for the day along with lunch and dinner. I pushed my hands into my pockets as I made my way up the spiral stairs to the Slytherin common room. As I made my way i could feel eyes on me, ones that didn't come from the paintings on the walls. The hallways were dimly lit at this time of day, but I could still see shadows bounce across the walls as someone followed me. Their presence close but footsteps in audible, probably due to a spell. I ducked around a corridor, pressing myself against the wall. Just a few beats after I had stoped I caught a robe in my hand. Pressing the person to the wall that was just behind me I pointed my wand at their neck.
"It's rude to follow people Potter!" I said.
"Sneaking around again Malfoy?" He spat at me. Fingers curled around his shirt and my wand I contemplated cursing him, or killing him... but I didn't. With a swift punch to the gut he duffled over, I held his hair in my hands pulling his head up.
"Follow me again and I'll end you" I spoke softly by his ear and then let his head drop from my grasp. I turned to leave.
"You don't deserve sarina, I don't know what spell you have her under but she'll see you for who you really are one day" he coughed out, making me stop. I stood still for a moment, fists clenched I boiled with anger. With teeth grit I stayed planted in the spot I stood.
"She's the only one that sees me for who I really am..." I spat, glancing over my shoulder before disappearing, leaving Potter in the hallway alone.