'"What's wrong with that, pretty boy?" Draco smirked at my words. I rested my chin on my hand.
He slowly wondered towards the empty seat beside me.
"Pretty boy again, huh? Im starting to like this nickname of mine, Estella," He teased.
Merlin, th...
WARNINGS- LITTLE BIT OF SMUT TOWARDS THE END OF THE CHAPTER
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I had charms next lesson, probably my least favourite lesson. It was complicated and dragged on so much. I still didn't let it ruin my mood.
Faye walked with me as I filled her in on all the details with Thomas.
"Ugh seriously Estella, you could do so much better than that little boy." Faye rolled her eyes.
We walked into the classroom full of chatter only to notice Thomas wasn't there. Instead, Draco sat at Thomas' usual place in the back of the class, a smirk plastered on his face.
I gave him a confused look.
"Good luck with that." Faye seem surprised but sighed and went to her seat.
"Come sit Estella, I don't bite." Draco laughed.
I hesitantly sat myself next to the boy.
"Where's Thomas?" I observed the room around me. Draco shrugged his shoulders.
"I hate it over in my space next to those annoying Hufflepuffs and since there's a spare seat here I thought I'd come sit. That okay with you miss?" He mocked.
"I'll have you know that's Thomas' seat," I turned my nose up at him.
He's a foul little shit at times, he doesn't have to say much it's just the mocking tone he adds, makes my blood boil.
"But Thomas isn't here, is he?"
He moved his head round so it was centimetres away from mine. I felt his cold breath on my nose. His face was plastered with a devilish smirk.
"Piss off, Malfoy," I pushed him harshly and gritted my teeth. "It's not the time for your little games, okay?" I wanted to scream.
"It's always time for 'my games', Estella," He leaned back in his seat, speaking louder this time and mocking me.
I just rolled my eyes and hoped Thomas would appear sometime soon. I wonder what he's up to? Probably hanging out with a friend or taking a nap. Hopefully nothing dangerous.
I couldn't help but notice the cold feeling next to me. I mean he always had a sad energy around him. He definitely needs a hug, the poor boy. In a way I do sort of feel sorry for him. As much as I don't want to.
"Draco where's Thomas? You're the one who shares a dorm with him, don't you have the faintest idea?" I was starting to get worried. Mcgonagall had been rambling about the N.E.W.T exams we had to sit next year and how important they were for about fifteen minutes.
"Why so worried, Estella? Think he's shagging another bi-" I cut off his snide remarks and kicked him in the shin.
