She's A Miracle - (Draco Malfoy Fanfiction)

Chapter Six: Captain

[R-18; Read at your very risk ;)]

Eloise's POV

"For real?!" Brianna exclaimed as soon as we got out of class, "He's ignoring us for days and now he'll give you detention out of fucking nowhere? What an ass!"

"That's just Draco being Draco." Wyatt said while chomping on a thing he called pancake sandwhich, "If your punishment involves cleaning, I'm willing to give a hand. I could help for a few hours."

Brianna looked at him and said, "I'm aware of your good intentions, Wyatt, but I don't think that's a good idea, considering the fact that we're talking about Draco Malfoy here. Do you still remember the time when you tried helping Nott clean the bedpans?"

Wyatt's face suddenly turned white. "Yeah, you should've had remembered that." Brianna added.

I frowned as I looked at them, "Why? What the fuck happened?" I asked out of curiousity.

I heard Wyatt cough, "Brianna, for the love of my mother, don't you fucking dare tell her about it infront of me." he said, almost retching.

It made Brianna laugh so damn loud, while I was just confused and clueless as fuck.

"Oh, speaking of the damn devil." Brianna mumbled as she rolled her eyes. I immediately lifted my head and saw Draco Malfoy walking towards us, wearing his quidditch uniform.

"Eloise." he said, "Practice is about to start and you're still having the bloody time of your life on these fucking corridors. Hurry the fuck up."

"Woah, what's with the damn attitude, Draco?" I furrowed. "Besides, why do I have to be on fucking time? Am I the one who's going to play?" I asked sarcastically.

"Maybe its because he can't play without you." Wyatt mumbled. Draco glared at him. He just laughed and shook his head, "Well, we have to go now, Eloise. Brianna and I still have classes with Snape. We'll see you both later after class." he winked. He hurriedly pulled the confused and clueless Brianna by the wrist and walked away.

"Let's go." Draco said as soon as they were out of sight. He turned his back at me and started walking. I couldn't help but frown. Damn, what a fucking gentleman he is, huh?

I sighed, and looked at his back as we walk.

But to be honest, he looks so good today.

With his bowl-cut, platinum-blonde hair a bit messy, along with his Slytherin quidditch uniform swaying beneath his knee, i couldn't help but think how elegant and attractive this dumbass is.

But I didn't say I'm attracted! I meant others.

I shook my head to get rid of my thoughts.

"Hey, Draco." I called him. He suddenly stopped walking, making me bump on his back. Fuck, how worse could this day get?

"Bloody hell, Ellie, I know you missed me but there's no need to stick your face on my back." he said. I widened my eyes.

"What the fuck?!" I exclaimed, furrowing my eyebrows.

"What?" he calmly asked back.

I stared at him in disbelief. Damn, he's so fucking inconceivable.

I rolled my eyes, shrugging off his overweening attitude, "Wyatt told me you did something when he helped Nott clean the bedpans. What did you do?" I asked, feeding my curiousity.

He frowned, "Why would you bloody like to know about that?" he asked, confused.

"Just answer the damn question." I muttered.