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Chapter 4: Something new

"This is the worst week ever." he decided and it seems like the world is against him. Not just seems, it also felt like it. Everywhere he goes there are glares sent to him, to them, especially from the Gryffindors and who would have thought that Hufflepuff can glares? Salazar, everyone was so mean to them. Merlin has the world come to an end? Where are the silent Hufflepuff? The busy Ravenclaws and the noble Gryffindors?

Gone!

It seemed like everyone just formed a new house under the name of Potter house. The Potter house whose only requirement was to hate him, Draco Malfoy and everyone connected to him.

Seriously, before, they are the one doing those things: insulting, sneering and mocking but it seems like the world just turned upside down.

Just what the fuck?

Don't get him wrong, he was so used of being hated because he is a Slytherin, but this time, it was different. Yes, it was really different. They brought the word hate to the next level. Salazar this is loathing, despising and scorning!

Just because of that little incident, that little event with Potter, the other students from the other houses turned their backs more from the Slytherin house.

Of course, the Slytherin house, those bastards were proud of him but some aren't including Blaise who was already friend with Potter. He would even admit that, that little stunt he pulled there didn't really felt good to him either.

Flashback:

It was their first flying lesson. Of course, he knew everything already about flying. He glanced around himself and saw some of the other students got their brooms up already during their first try including Potter. He then remembered their conversation in Madam Malkin's shop about flying together and beating each other. He thought maybe it won't happen anymore since he now knew that she is Harriana Potter.

"Good! Now ride your broom but don't fly yet." Madam Hooch warned them. He then followed as what she told them but it seems like Longbottom can't follow even a simple instruction. There, Longbottom slowly rising up from the ground. He can hear him panicking and asking for help. The Gryffindors were trying to calm him, even Madam Hooch but it seems like they don't have any luck. The Slytherins on the other hand of course, were just snickering and laughing on the hilarity of the event. He think it's quite funny to be honest but he is more interested on who is going to be the savior and knight and shinning armor of the poor Longbottom. And as expected, it was a Gryffindor.

"Oh no you don't Harry!" he heard the Mudblood Granger shouted at Potter.

"He will fall sooner or later Hermione!" Potter tried to reasoned.

"Let Madam Hooch do it, mate!" The Weasel told Potter and he rolled his eyes to the show of cowardness. He saw Potter point at Madam Hooch and he just can't help but laugh. There, their teacher is in complete shocked, mouth hanging.

"Get back here Harry!" The mudblood shouted and he snapped his head towards where she was shouting at. There, Potter was flying towards the screaming and falling Longbottom. The girls started to scream but some of the boys were looking at the show with amusement.

Who would have thought that Potter was a great flyer? His mind then started working. Why don't we add some exciting effect. He looked for something round and small.

Bingo!

There he saw Longbottom's rememberball. Who gave that to him again? Was it his grandmother? Either way, he picked the ball.

"Hey Malfoy! Give it back!" The Weasel shouted attracting attentions towards him.

"And what if I don't want to?" he mocked.

"Malfoy just give it back. That's Neville's" The mudblood shouted at him.

Damn! Why does all Gryffindors so loud. Well, maybe except Potter. At least she wasn't loud. He then looked at Potter who was slowly going down with a fainted Longbottom in her arms. He then wondered how that old broom managed to carried both Potter and that fat Longbottom.

"Well, you just have to get it from me right?" he teased the Gryffindors and before they knew it he threw the rememberball towards the flying Potter.

"Hey Potter! Catch it!" he shouted and he saw that Potter saw the flying ball towards her. Who would have thought that he has such a good aim? They're still above hundred feet. Damn she has plenty of time to catch it.

The Slytherins were now having a bets if Potter can caught it with a unconcious fat boy on her broom while the Gryffindors were shouting some nasty things at him and gaping at the flying Potter.

He just looked at Potter again. She was wearing her expensive Gryffindor robe with that look again. Her lips formed a thin line while her forehead creases. That was the look he would always find her when she was thinking deep.

She looked like she was having a mental debate and he bet that, that debate was to either catch the ball while risking their lives or to just ignore the ball and let it break which will ensure their safeness but caused a poor and unhappy Longbottom. He knew that Potter was not that stupid to risk her life just for the happiness of Longbottom.

He was about to leave but the people around him started panicking more and shouting.

"Harry don't!" Granger shouted while covering her mouth.

"Mate! Let the ball be! Just come here!" the Weasley shouted with panic but it seems like their stubborn lion won't follow them.

He saw Potter followed the falling ball with the unconscious boy on her arm. The sight caused his heart to pump and beat faster not because of excitement but because of fear.

What the fuck Potter!

He then come closer to see Potter clearer. The girl is full of determination. He gave her that. He saw Potter coming closer to the ball with a hand reaching towards it.

Almost. . .

. . . Almost

There! She caught it! Everyone gave a loud cheer but the boy on her arms remained unconscious. He then wondered how that boy can remain unconscious despite all the things happening around him.

They're not that far from the ground either. Probably fifty feet. His heart gave a loud sigh when he saw the sight of Potter slowly going down.

But then, they saw the panicked look of Potter. Something was wrong. Something was damned wrong!

Then, they saw Potter's broom finally gave in, breaking into two. They're still 40 feet from the ground. Everyone was screaming and his heart started to squeezed itself so hard. Panic. Chaos. But all he can do was watch. He's frozen and he's starting to hear lesser and lesser voice. All his focus was to the falling Potter who hugged Longbottom, putting herself below him where she would obviously be the one to receive all the impact.

He saw her, falling like an angel. A fallen angel. So beautiful. So beautiful.

As she was falling, he can feel his heart eating itself.

5 feet

3 feet

Tug!

Ground.

He ran as fast as he could to the place where the fallen angel has landed. He could see the boy, still unconscious but he looks fine just some scratches on his arm. He removed the boy on top of the girl and there he saw her. She's covered with scratches but her face remained untouched. It seems like she's just sleeping peacefully. He then wondered if angels sleep like her.

He checked her pulse. Tug . tug . . . tug.

She's alive and he remembered to breathe again.

He wanted to touch her, to feel her soft skin, to check if she was really alright.

But before he can touch her face, someone pushed him away.

"Go away Malfoy! It's your fault she's like this!" Granger screamed at him with tears on her eyes but he can't bring himself to defend himself because he knew she was right. He was the reason why the angel fell.

Guilt. Too much guilt was building in him.

He tried to open his mouth to apologize but before he could.

"No, save it Malfoy! You're apology would do nothing! I swear if our best friend didn't make it. We swear you'll follow her soon!" the weasley threatened him and they left to follow Madam Hooch who was carrying Potter to the infirmary.

He just stayed there in his spot, looking at the place where they retreated. He can hear the other students around him but he doesn't seem to care.

. . . It's his fault Harry was unconscious.

Let's visit her later . . .

. . . Men that was a good show. . .

I hope she was okay. . .

"Are you happy now that you already almost killed her?" Blaise' pained voice brought him back to reality. He face the boy and saw that the boy has an angry, pained, and pale face.

"Blaise . . I . . " he found his voice.

"That was pathetic. Really? Attacking someone, especially a girl during their weakness?" Blaise told him with disgust and his stomach felt funny. Blaise then left him there while the other Slytherins especially Pansy, started to congratulate him.

He's so screwed.

End of flashback

It's already passed midnight, but he can't still sleep. It was three days ago since the incident but he still hasn't seen Potter anywhere. Blaise was still cold to him, just talking to him if necessary.

This was Hell.

He wanted to check Potter so bad. Why isn't she back to class yet? Was it really that bad? Was she really hurt?

"Why don't you try falling from forty feet high with a boy above you?" his subconscious asked him which annoyed him more.

He really wanted to apologize to her. He wanted to clear everything with her but what would the other think? What would the dark side think? Most importantly, what if she didn't accept her apology.

Before he could thought where he was, he realize that he was already in front of the infirmary. Wow, he really went there from the dungeon? He then weighed the pros and cons of apologizing to Potter. At the end he finally made up his mind. He's going to apologize and screw his pride.

What if she was already sleeping? He was about to leave but he saw a flick of light inside. He pushed the door slowly and saw her.

She was yawning while holding her book and wiping her eyes.

"How adorable." he thought but he removed the comment in his mind at once. He was there to apologize, nothing more.

He then came closer and hide behind her bed's curtains. He just kept staring at her. She was wearing a white and loose infirmary gown. Her hair was down but her skin were paler than usual. A rush of concerned finally hit him.

"Are you always this sneaky?" she asked while looking at him and he jump from surprise.

"Do you have any hidden eyes that somehow can detect if I was looking at you?" he said while glaring at her and finally stepping out his hiding place.

"Of course not!" she said while rolling her green eyes.

"Ummm, right." he started to think how to apologize to her and she just raised a perfect eyebrow at him.

"Well, I want to ummm apologize ... to you." he said while looking down, ashamed.

"A Malfoy apologizing to me? she asked. Damn she's not going to forgive me now.

"Well, yes, we have manners and breeding you know. We know when to apologize." he said while lifting his chin higher.

"Why should I forgive you if you would just do it again?" she asked.

Yeah, why am I asking for forgiveness if I'm going to hurt her again?

Why? He asked himself several times but he wants her forgiveness so badly for some reason.

"I . . . I won't do it again. I . . I swear." he whispered.

"And I'm supposed to believe you? If this is just a joke Malfoy, you better leave now." she asked coldly.

"No... Merlin wait." he asked but the girl just threw her blankets over her.

"Go away." she said.

"Damn it Potter. Why are you so stubborn?" he said while shaking the girl.

No response.

"Look Potter, I really am sorry. I know I was really a brat towards you and your friends but please, let me prove that I can change." he sighed.

No response.

"Potter, look, why don't you give me a week to prove to you that I can be nice somehow." he somehow pleaded while finally kneeling beside her bed.

"Then if you still don't think that I'm nice enough then I swear to Salazar that I would leave you alone." he whispered.

"Potter." he pleaded and he can feel his heart's ache was increasing. Maybe he needs to ask Madam Pomfrey to check his heart.

Still no response. He sighed, she probably hated him now. He can't changed it now.

"Good night to you then, Potter." he whispered while turning back, about to leave when a hand caught his wrist. He followed the slender and pale hand holding him and saw that Potter was indeed holding his wrist but wasn't looking.

"Just, one week okay? After that, if you didn't really change at all then I want you to leave me." she said quite unsure and shy and he can feel his heart soaring. He wanted to shout out of happiness but that would be so unmalfoy.

"Yes, just a week." he said and he can't helped it but smile.

"Good, then I want you to be here tomorrow when I'm released." she told him.

"Of course Potter." he said with determination.

"It's . . .Harry now." she said while slightly blushing.

"Ummm, right. . Har.. Harry." he said while testing the unfamiliar name.

" You better go. I don't want you to be in trouble." she said.

"Awww, I knew you cared for me." he teased and she just chuckled while playfully hitting him.

"You really are a bastard." she said and he just playfully rolled his eyes.

"I better go. I'll see you tomorrow.. Harry." he finally said and was about to leave but she called him again.

"Wait Draco." she called while pulling him near her. He thought she was going to whisper something to him so he immediately complied.

"Goodnight Draco and thank you for visiting me." she whispered in his ear and . . . kissed his cheek. Of all the things that would happen to him tonight, this wasn't one of the things he expected. Potter . . . potter just . . . kissed him. He's so shock but he can feel his face heating up.

"Ummm, yeah thanks. Umm.. see you tomorrow." he said while quickly leaving the infirmary.

He's mind was like a whirling hurricane, everything was in turmoil and uproar. That night, just like he thought, he didn't sleep at all. All day and night there was only one person he kept thinking:

Potter.

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