Pretty Lies (Drarry)

𝕯𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖔 • ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 1

"Hello~ Earth to malfoy!"

What? I turned to my left, seeing Blaise and Pansy standing there, each holding a suitcase. I scanned them both, they seemed excited.

I could never wrap my head around why people enjoyed going to school, of course it was nice to see friends, considering father never really let me out of the house, but what else was there to like? At least I didn't have to see anyone during meals- when I did get to eat at least.

"They're waiting for us to board the train, come on" Pansy said, urging me to go foward. This annoyed me, the fact she was so pushy, granted I was staring off but I hadn't slept! I sighed a bit, not even bothering to respond as I picked up my suitcase and stepped on board. Of course I went straight for the dining seats. I wasn't going to sit in a cell for that long! At least here there was a table. I shoved my suitcase onto the shelf and sat down.
Naturally blaise and pansy sat across from me. I paid no mind as they started their own conversation, it was of no intrest to me.

The ride was long, and tiring, I had half a mind to go to sleep but honestly I was too afraid that of I did, someone would try and pull some stupid prank.
I didn't say much, and for once the ride was without interruption, which was a first.

We got to school eventually, pushing past the new group of 1st year's.
"I swear, they get shorter every year." I said, pushing one out of the way "move it" I snapped.

I didn't like being mean, it felt bad, of course. Sometimes it was funny though, just to get a reaction out of them. For the most part though it was about showing them who the boss was.

"Leave them alone malfoy."

I turned around to see Harry, of course. Of all people- I was sort of hoping he wouldn't turn up at all this year, guess dreams really don't come true.

I just laughed "not even a hour into the beginning of this semester and your already starting fights potter?"

"I'm not the one pushing around little kid's." He said, glaring at me. God, he was so...stupid. that's the word for it, Harry potter was stupid.

I just rolled my eyes at him- any other day I'd keep it going, but I just didn't have the energy for it right now.
I didn't have the energy for anything...

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Dinner was quiet, or I was at least. I just stared down at my plate  it was full, not stacked up like Crab or Goyle's, but there was an appropriate amount of food.
However, there comes a point -when having food used as punishment -That your body just naturally comes into a new sort of...routine.

In other words, I wasn't hungry, and I probably wouldn't be for breakfast either. I pushed around the contents on my plate. I happend to tune into blaise and pansy's conversation for once.

Blaise was leaning over to Pansy, a huge grin on his face "look at him, he's so cute." She giggled "I don't see what you see, isn't he dating Granger?"

"Ugh don't remind me, don't get me wrong, she's cool, badass really imagine being a bookworm who could kick your butt at the same time? But like- he's so dreamy."

I stared at them, processing, before looking at the gryffindor table. It took me a minuite before I realised in sheer horror. "Please tell me you are not talking about weasley ." Both of them looked back at me, just quiet for a moment."Uh...maybe.."

I rolled my eyes "I lost my appetite. I mean I'm all for loving who you want to but seriously, him? Of all people? Dear merlin." I used the chance to escape, walking out of the hall.

I couldn't beleive it, blaise, in love with Ron bloodey Weasly. What was he thinking? What did he even see in him!! I rubbed my forehead, walking as fast as I could. At least being in the dorm I'd get a hour if not 2 on my own, time to unpack and go to sleep at least.

All I did was pull out a book and my wand, setting it on the bedside table and laying back on the bed.
I hated the dark-
It reminded me of when I was a kid, Mother and Father would lock me in my room, at the time my room was still a cell- only because whenever He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named came over I would try and show him my teddy- It was a stuffed python,  the only toy I had at that point.
I remember he would show genuine intrest, he was nice when I was younger, to me anyway, but whenever I did my father would profusely apologise,  drag me to my room, and proceed to yell at me for bothering the dark lord, and that he didn't care about what a child had to say.

I'm not saying he was a good person,  voldamort that is, but even bad people have soft spots.. ironic saying that considering what he did to Harry.

I looked out the window,  rubbing my wrists. It was so dark outside  ...
I climbed into bed, pulling up the blanket over my head.
I wish I could say tomorrow would be a better day- But let's be realistic, this is hogwarts and I'm literally draco malfoy.
It's never a good day.