Inevitability

Chapter 2

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I had gotten all the way to the Gryffindor common room when Ron and Hermione’s cries of surprise made me realize that my nose was still broken and I was effectively covered in blood.

I cursed myself silently as they dragged me to the hospital wing, I hated it there. I hated being weak, hated needing someone’s help.

Madam Pomfrey fixed me up and putting on my best bashful mask I confessed having run into a door. Ron just laughed at my stupidity, even Hermione didn’t see through the lie; none of them wanted to.

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The next week I avoided Malfoy the best I could, using Ron and Hermione, even teachers, as buffers and having to rely on the Marauders map because ever time I looked at it it seemed as if he was heading in my direction. It was eerie, I checked to see if he had put a tracking spell on me but could find no trace of one.

At the end of the week I wasn’t sure who was having a harder time because when I saw him in the Great Hall he was picking at his food and seemed abnormally pale. I felt absolutely no pity for the prick. After all the things that I had seen him do to other students, including me, I could care less if he starved himself to death. As I was gazing coldly at him his eyes suddenly snapped to mine and seemed to glow again. Something deep inside of me shivered in fear and I broke the gaze.

“Hermione you ready to go? I really want to get started on that Potions essay.” I asked easily and instantly she was off on a discussion about the assignment and practically dragging me out of the hall. I really should have been in Slytherin, I knew exactly how to manipulate all my friends and did so regularly. Sometimes that tiny bit of Gryffindor that got me into this house felt guilty about it… but they made it so easy. And if I had to say one thing about this week it is that my homework was unusually well done.

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The next day when we were in potions I felt that something was wrong, Draco had looked at me with that same hungry look, but it was accompanied by a very pleased one as if he was going to get what he wanted. I tried to ignore it, going on as usual and making a perfect potion before adding some random ingredients to mess it up. If Snape ever took his head out of his ass he would probably notice me doing this, but he was too caught up in the boy-who-lived image just like everyone else. He might claim different, but he was like the rest, just on the opposite end of things. He came as expected and berated me for being such sniveling idiot, and hopeless waste of his time. I wonder how he would feel knowing I manipulated him as easily as I did Hermione?

But when class was over and I put the last few things in my bag, as Hermione waited impatiently nearby, he ordered me to stay. I was surprised and glanced around but didn’t see Malfoy. Hermione was looking at me silently pleading not to make her stay and having no reason despite the cold feeling in my gut I gave her a nod. After all I had had that feeling all class and Malfoy had done nothing. She flashed me a smile before hurrying out, and I went to see Snape.

“You wanted to see me sir?” I questioned allowing the expected hate to lace my words despite not truly feeling that way.

“Yes.” He said dismissively before raising his voice a little. “Mr. Malfoy you can come in.”

Instantly the door to his office opened and Malfoy stepped out, an all too pleased smirk on his face.

‘What the fuck, Snape is helping Malfoy trap me? Did I just think that I didn’t hate the man, because I would like to scratch that.’ I thought angrily.

My entire body tensed and I took a step back towards the door. I tightened my grip on my book bag and got ready to run if necessary.

“Are you sure about this Draco?” Snape questioned, looking at the silver haired boy, but Malfoy wouldn’t take his gaze off of me.

“Definitely, He smells divine.” Draco said absentmindedly.

“I didn’t need to know that” Snape grumbled.

‘I didn’t need to know that either!’ I thought harshly, and wasn’t going to wait around to find out more. As fast as I could I spun around and dashed for the door, but a foot away from it Malfoy was suddenly there and I skidded to a halt.

“Not this time Potter.” He growled taking a step forward which was echoed by me taking two back.

“Stay the fuck away from me Malfoy.” I growled at him.

“10 points form Gryffindor for language Potter.” Snape said uncaringly as he leaned against his desk just watching us amusedly.

“Fine. Stay away from me yaro-u.” As expected Snape and Malfoy glanced at each other confused but Malfoy shrugged it off and continued walking forward.

“Sorry Potter. You’re just too tempting.” He said and moved faster than should be possible again, grabbing a hold of my wrists and locking them down at my sides. I struggled against his grip but it was impossibly strong, it was just like how it was when I was a child. My body was starting to panic, no one was supposed to be this close to me. The cold feeling that had been in my gut spread and my stomach rolled; maybe he would let me go if I threw up on him.

Then I felt a wetness at my neck distracting me from all else and realized that he was licking me.

“You taste so good Potter. I can’t wait to get a good bite of you.” He said before moving close to my neck again.

no, no, No, No, “NO!” I shouted right as I felt him touch my neck again and a blast of white light shot out of me and threw Malfoy across the room. I didn’t wait to see what either of the Slytherin’s reactions would be but shot out of the room.

My brain didn’t even catch up with my body before I was on the third floor and opening the room to Transfiguration.

“Your late again Potter. 10 points.” McGonagall snapped but I didn’t look up. My entire body was shaking and I instantly headed for the seat in the far back corner, ignoring Ron’s waving hand.

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When the class was over I remained seated, not wanting to move. This spot was safe. Malfoy wasn’t in this class and no one had ever bothered me when I sat here.

“Harry come on, let’s go.”

Hermione’s voice drew my attention and I realized I looked ridiculous, holding onto the chair with a death grip that hadn’t loosened since I sat down. Slowly I pried my fingers loose, sharp pains shooting up my hand and I winced slightly as I tried to flex them.

Hermione and Ron were safe too, Malfoy had never done anything more than the usual insults while with them, they could get me to Gryffindor tower and then I would truly be safe.

Quickly I snatched up my bag and joined them, staying closer to their side than I normally would have but they didn’t notice.

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The next day was a Saturday and I refused to leave the dorms. I wouldn’t even leave my bed for more than the few seconds it would take to run to the restroom, and eventually they had given up and enlisted Dobby to bring me some food while I worked on homework.

The next day was a little better and I would leave my bed, even go down to the common room, but nothing could get me to leave Gryffindor tower.

By Monday I had no choice but I was also feeling much calmer. I had succeeded in avoiding Malfoy all last week, I could do so again. And if Snape ever asked me to stay behind again, well fuck him. I had lost all respect for that man and he could rave all he wanted about me being a spoiled brat, I couldn’t care less.

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Things we gong well, great in fact.

Malfoy hadn’t been within 15 feet of me in the past five days. Snape had tried to get me to remain behind two more times, but both times I instead left quickly. I had to change my schedule a little, instead of waiting behind in classes I was the first on to leave. It was hard for me to handle but it was better than getting trapped with Malfoy again.

On the fourth day he had set up a different trap. It was one of my few times without Ron or Hermione and I saw him picking on another student again. I had had the cold feeling in my stomach for the last few minutes and this time I was going to listen to it. Part of me wanted to help the poor kid because though it was a trap it was still real enough, but instead I went to Flitwick since he was nearest and reported it. From what I head later, Malfoy and his cronies got detention with Filch for a three days.

So I was feeling good, figuring I was relatively safe for the next three days which was perfect because I had been worried I would have to spend the weekend up in the tower again. Finally I was allowed to relax a little and decided to read in the library all Saturday afternoon; something I like to do despite what everyone thinks.

It was there that McGonagall found me a said I had to report to the Headmaster’s office.
As she led the way up she was prattling on about destiny and being blessed but I tuned out of the conversation practically before it started.

But when we entered Dumbledore’s office it was to see Malfoy and Snape already there talking to Dumbledore about something.

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A/N: Cliff hangers are fun! Hope you liked it!

Translation:
Yaro-u : you asshole