The Choice ꨄ

41|Recovery

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    I woke up very early the next morning so I could see Cedric. I needed to see how he was doing.

   I walked out of my dorm and into the common room.

  As I was about to walk out the door Draco seemed to be on his way back from somewhere.

As he looked down at me, and very close to my face, he grinned.

  Without a word he sat down on the couch and opened a book.

I sighed and walked out.

As I approached the hospital wing there were many girls outside. They seemed to be holding gifts, one held a bear with a Hufflepuff sweater.

  Apparently I wasn't the only one who was planning on seeing him.

The nurse came outside into the hallway and announced that there will be 'no visitors at this time.'

I walked up to her and reminded her that she told me to come back yesterday.

"How come she gets to see him?" One of the Gryffindor girls shouted.

All the girls that filled the hallway were looking at me as if a target was placed right on my head.

"He's my- friend..." I sheepishly said.

"Friend, with him? Please." One girl said.

"I've been going out with him for a month." Said another.

I felt my heart sink into my stomach.

  The girls started arguing with each other but it was all background noise to the sound of my pounding heart.

  I turned back around and proceeded to the common room.

Draco had left, I was alone..

Or so I thought.

I slammed my bag on the floor.

A month? But I've been seeing him way longer than that.

I sat on the floor in front of the fireplace.

"I'm so stupid..." I whispered as I closed my eyes and took a breath in.

"What did you mess up this time?" A voice behind me said.

I turned to Draco sitting in a chair near the corner as if he had been watching me almost the whole time.

"I didn't do anything, I'm just mad."

"Clearly." Draco scoffed.

"Of course," I said as I quickly stood up.

"Why would he care? I'm not his friend, he just wants to make me feel like a fool."

Draco put down his book and looked up at me.

"Just stop it already," he rolled his eyes and started reading again.

I put my  hand on top of his book and slammed it down.

I leaned over him on the table, "maybe I'll stop when you listen to me for once."