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it's still quite shocking to me that people read my writing and enjoy it? like y'all actually read my writing? idk it's crazy lmao

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I could physically hear my head pounding harshly when I wake up the next morning. It's almost painful to open my eyes and see the small amount of light shining through the dorm window.

My first hangover. Lovely.

Pansy groggily gets out of bed across from me, letting out tired and annoyed groans after each movement she makes.

I slowly sit up in my bed, rubbing my eyes as I try to process what happened last night.

"Merlin, I feel awful." I mumble as I throw my legs over to the side of my bed, trying to find some sort of motivation to stand up.

"The boys-" Pansy begins though is interrupted by a yawn leaving her mouth. "The boys have a potion for hangovers. We've just gotta get ready and then go get them,"

I nod slowly, my eyes shut tightly as I try to ignore the awful feeling growing in my stomach.

I feel half asleep as I finally stand up and begin getting ready for the day. It was stupid that the party wasn't on a Friday. Who wants to go to school feeling like this?

It's about an hour later when Pansy and I are finally done getting ready. I struggled with getting my tie on, though that was probably just because I was practically refusing to open my eyes the whole time.

We lazily walk to the common room together, our only motivation being the idea of a potion to get this incredibly horrible feeling away. I suppose it wasn't a great idea to drink that much my first time having alcohol.

The boys (Draco, Theo, and Blaise) are all sitting on a couch in the common room once we get there. They all look normal, though something about the blonde's shirt seems almost... tighter than it was last year.

My eyes are still barely open as Pansy pulls my arm to walk in front of them. I fight to open my eyes more, and thats when I meet the grey eyes I had seen only a few hours ago.

Shit.

Only a few hours ago... in the astronomy tower.

The memory flashes through my brain, causing my body to stiffen slightly as he continues to look at me. 

I remember exactly what I did, what I said, and why I did it.

It was that stupid kiss. That stupid kiss he gave that girl that triggered my jealousy and need for him. It just didn't make sense why he was kissing someone else. So I teased him. I went up to the astronomy tower and essentially made him fall back in love with me.

It wasn't chasing, it was attracting. Winning, if you will.

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The hangover potion helps immediately, making it much easier to continue on with the school day.

Although I don't have my Defense Against the Dark Arts class with Harry, the story of what happened spreads around the school very quickly. Apparently the bratty new pink professor gave him detention for saying the truth about Cedric.

I wasn't sure what the "truth" about Cedric was that everyone was saying Harry told her about. I thought it was pretty obvious how he died...

"Good afternoon everyone," The squeaky and obnoxiously pink woman says, adding a small, high pitched giggle.

It wasn't that I necessarily had anything wrong with the color pink, it just didn't go well with her devilish attitude. Not one bit.

"I am your new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, and I intend to teach you much more than any of your quite um-" She begins though pauses for a moment. "lousy teachers have taught you." She giggles again.

My brows furrow as I hear the word lousy. Surely she doesn't think Lupin was a bad professor.

As class goes on, it begins very apparent that we will not be learning anything this year other than what not to do. Could she make it more obvious that the Ministry of Magic sent her here?

"Well won't this class be fun," Pansy mumbles under her breath as we both pack our bags for next period.

I huff humorously at her comment, shaking my head slowly. "Can't wait to get killed from not knowing how to defend myself." I say, rolling my eyes.

"Mhm sounds very fun," She scoffs quietly, wrapping her bag around her shoulder before we begin to walk out of the classroom.

Nothing about Cedric was brought up during class, which only furthered my curiosity about what happened with Harry. Though a part of me was rather happy that nothing was brought up, I wasn't sure how sensitive the subject would be for me to talk about.

"Do you know the actual story of what happened with Harry in this class?" I turn my head back to ask Pansy, though I continue my way out of the classroom.

"I don-" She begins to answer me though is interrupted by a small squeal leaving me.

As I'm looking back at her and walking out the door, I suddenly feel something harshly press against my neck, causing my head to turn to look at whatever I had run into.

"Oh shit- I am so sorry," A worried Hufflepuff boy exclaims, his wand only a few inches from where it had hit my neck.

It takes me by shock to see an older Hufflepuff boy with fluffy hair and a sweet personality. He obviously wasn't Cedric, though he did look slightly similar.

"Thats-" I swallow thickly, rubbing the hurt spot on my neck. "Thats alright," I give him a small smile.

He gives me a hesitant smile, clearly confused by me being confused. I didn't really mean to show my confusion, but it was hard to hide it when I felt as though I had just seen a boy I watched die be alive again.

"What the hell was that?" Pansy scoffs quietly as she walks up beside me once the boy is gone.

"Well apparently God took my 'can't wait to get killed' a little too seriously." I huff, rubbing my neck.

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Last period goes well, though I'm slightly distracted from the soreness on my neck. I wasn't mad at the boy as it was clearly an accident, though I was slightly worried it had left a mark.

"Nothing like a good elf made meal," Blaise grins happily as we all stand up from the Slytherin table.

"I second that," Theo raises his eyebrows, nodding his head with Blaise until they decide to make it a competition of who can nod their head faster.

I scoff quietly at the boys violently nodding their heads at each other before beginning to walk away from the table.

"You coming?" I turn my head to ask Pansy once I notice her not following me.

She widens her eyes slightly at me before giving a small glance to Blaise. I mouth a small "oh" to her once I understand that she's hinting to me that she's gonna walk back with him.

I then turn around and continue my way out of the Great Hall.

It had been hard for me to get over the fact that I actually thought that Hufflepuff boy was Cedric for a second. Had the incident caused me so much grief and trauma that I was now seeing people? I hadn't seen him though. If it was just me seeing a fake person then I wouldn't have the bruise on my neck that I do indeed have.

As thoughts spiral through my brain, I feel a firm grip on my wrist pull me from the side of the Great Hall door, and rush me to room.

I raise my hand up to slap whoever the fuck was taking me into this empty classroom, though the firm grip on my wrist then moves to the hand about the slap the figure.

"Don't." Draco says lowly, his eyes piercing through me as his hand moves to hold my chin.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I whisper yell, attempting to escape his grip.

"What is this?" He gently raises my chin higher as he leans down.

"What the hell are you talking about?" I scoff, my hand scrambling to grab my wand.

"What the fuck is a hickey doing on your neck?" He turns my head quickly while grabbing my hand that was trying to get my wand, his eyes still inspecting my neck.

A small humorous huff leaves my lips once I realize what he's talking about. Surely the small bruise on my neck couldn't have looked like a hickey to him.

"Jealousy doesn't look good on you, Malfoy." I quirk an eyebrow.

"Good thing I'm not wearing it," He returns the line, moving my head back so he can see my eyes.

I smirk at him, my eyes not leaving his.

"Stop it." He says through gritted teeth.

"Stop what?" I raise my eyebrows innocently, taking a small step towards him.

He looks me up and down as I take the small step, clearly confused by my confidence in the situation.

"Stop smirking." He glances down at my lips, his grip on my chin becoming tighter.

My smirk only grows wider as I take in the wonderful feeling of power that was currently flooding through my body.

"It's not a hickey, Malfoy." I push him off of me so that he's leaning up against one of the desks. "I appreciate your concern though," I whisper, tilting his chin to look down at me.

His brows furrow with confusion immediately at my words, and it seems as though he's speechless.

"I ran into something, Malfoy." I squint my eyes. "I'm overjoyed though that you assume I'm following in your footsteps of kissing random people." I whisper lowly.

He glances down at my lips before staring back into my eyes.

I wait for a moment, even though I know he wont say anything. It never felt like he had anything to say, though it was always obvious that thoughts were racing through his mind.

A small scoff leaves my lips as I take a few steps away from him and look him up and down.

"Have a lovely night, Malfoy."

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heyyyyy;)

although my story doesn't have smut in it (yet, idk if i'll add any or not) i was wondering if y'all think i should make it so that it says it's mature? because it has some "spicy" scenes in it but they aren't smut so idkkkk maybe not

anyways i love you all, thank you for letting me share my writing with you<3 have a wonderful rest of your week! mwahh!