Pretend

Thirty seven - I got issues

'AS IF YOU HAVEN'T ALREADY BEEN A PAIN IN THE ASS'

Tom's voice stood out from the chatter of the other students,
It was full of anger, almost unrecognisable.

'I'm just doing what must be done,' said the other guy, Dolohov

I don't like where this is going..

' you don't deserve her anyway.' He continued saying

Shit

Another loud sound,

Tom's fist against his face.

Nice,

I rushed towards the circle of students, pushing through them if needed.

I wanted to shout at them, but Dolohov spoke again while touching his bleeding nose. Gaining his balance trying not to fall on the ground.

'You think I'll give up that easily?'

in half a second Tom's fist was in the air again, then on his face.. again and Dolohov was on the ground now

The crowd went crazyyyy

a professor could appear in any moment.

Part of me was enjoying the scene, Dolohov deserves it, but I couldn't let this continue or Tom will get in trouble.

Before Dolohov could stand up again I got a hold of Tom's arm and I hurried him away from the circle

Without speaking a word I dragged  him until we reached the dungeons, from there he just followed my steps.

'What was all of that about?' I questioned him worried

'Nothing' he simply replied avoiding my look

I narrowed my eyes,

Alright, if he doesn't want to tell me I won't push him.

My gaze fell on his knuckles.

'You are bleeding' I stupidly pointed out, no shit Sherlock. Of course he knows.

We got into his dorm room,
the same as last year except that now there's an additional piece of furniture: The Mirror

Oh,

And a picture of me, framed.
The one he stole from me, I recognised.

He jumped on the bed, covered his face with one arm and let off a loud  frustrated sigh

'Hold on, let me take care of your cuts' I quickly took the first aid kit, and once I was back, I sat on his desk's chair

'Too delicate hands for a badass like you' I say while disinfecting his knuckles with some cotton

He hissed in pain, but tried too hard not to. His expression was almost funny.

'Our parents better not know about this' I said looking up to him, he is sitting now and I'm holding his hand so that I can clean the cuts

He just nodded,
I could still feel his irritation so I decided to just let him be

'I will be at the library if you need, will I see you at dinner or would you like me to bring you something later?' I said heading to the door

'I will not be hungry' he replied

'How do you already kno—, Alright.' I was about to open the door but then I froze,

Hesitant I looked back at him.
He wasn't looking at me, but at the ceiling.

I opened my mouth , then closed it again.