In hindsight, that probably wasn't my brightest moment and I didn't pride myself on what happened afterwards.

It was about five seconds into the kiss when I started to realise how bad what was happening actually was. And it took me another five before I gently pushed the blonde away from me, too distracted by the taste of his lips and the sensations all over my body to do so earlier.

He opened his eyes slowly and I watched his expression transform into one of pure horror. He took a few steps back and looked me up and down once in confusion.

I felt exactly the same way and for the first time in a long time, I was speechless. I had absolutely nothing I could or would want to say right now.

"Why would you do that?!" He spat, his voice a little higher than usual.

"I didn't do anything, you did!" I quickly corrected, a hint of panic in my voice. There was no way he was gonna blame this on me.

"This never happened." - "Of course not."

We nodded in agreement just as the door to the classroom opened. Malfoy turned around, quickly picking up the paper he threw at me and placed it in the pocket of his robe.

Snape wandered around the classroom, trying to find a spot we missed but was unsuccessful. "Very well," He said. "It's almost time for dinner."

He gestured for us to get out of the door and I didn't waste another second before leaving. I grabbed my things and rushed out of the room.

Malfoy did the same and we both fled the scene in opposite directions without saying another word to each other. My head so full it took me five minutes to realise I was walking in the wrong direction.

I sat on the floor of one of the many corridors of the castle, my back against the wall, and took a deep breath.

My eyes were closed but I couldn't even get a second to organise my thoughts before I was interrupted again. Wasn't there a single spot in this castle where I wouldn't accidentally run into someone?

"Y/n? Are you okay?" Hermione said with a worried look on her face when she approached me. She really had a talent of finding me in my worst moments.

I put on a smile and shook my head dismissively. "Of course."

She raised her eyebrows at my reply, a humorous smile on her lips, "You don't look like it," She said.

"Just Snape giving me a hard time in detention, that's all." She nodded knowingly, even though I doubt she's ever had to go into detention before.

"Well, if that's all I'll see you at dinner, yeah?" She said with a smile on her lips and I nodded quickly. "Definitely!"

She went along her way down the corridor and I sighed once more. That definitely wasn't the last time I would have to lie to someone about this and I couldn't stand the thought.

If my motives were good enough, I didn't mind lying for them, but because of Malfoy? All he really did was make my life more difficult and I was sick of it.

Who did he think he was, anyway. You didn't just kiss someone like that. Especially not someone you hated and bullied literally every single day. Even if that was a mutual thing, that didn't make it any more acceptable.

I decided to skip on dinner tonight and just sneak into my room while everyone was out, not in the mood to talk to anyone. Until they came back I was just lying in bed, staring at the ceiling and hoping this was all just one big nightmare I was about to wake up from.

While it was all fun to pretend to do things like that with Malfoy to annoy my brother, actually kissing him wasn't the plan, neither something I should've enjoyed. And just thinking about Harry finding out made my stomach twist.

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I managed to avoid Malfoy to the best of my abilities until around dinner the next day. Just like I had skipped dinner last night, I skipped breakfast the next morning and for lunch, I just grabbed a few things to eat outside.

"What is going on with you?" Wren questioned my weird behaviour and I didn't blame her. But I'd rather have this discussion with her than sit across from Malfoy at the table. Metaphorically speaking.

"I just don't feel like being around people," I sighed. I tried to tell myself that that wasn't a complete lie, just that it was a specific person I didn't wanna be around.

She gave me a half-hearted smile, "Is it fine if I'm around, then?" She asked quietly, her eyes on the floor. I nodded quickly. "Of course, you're always the exception," I laughed and patted on the seat next to me. "You should know that by now."

I felt horrible keeping something as big as this from her, but I knew she would shred me to pieces if she found out. Plus, I just wanted to forget about it, not make it into a bigger thing by talking about it.

"Well, whether you like it or not, I'm forcing you to dinner tonight," She began with a smile on her face. "I'm worried about you. You have to eat right."

I sighed but agreed to it nonetheless. She was right.

"I'm starving anyway," I laughed and she looked pleased with my answer.

"Jeez, I wonder why!" She rolled her eyes and laughed, sarcasm written all over her face.

When it was time, we walked towards the great hall. My stomach became louder the closer we got to it and I just realised how hungry I actually was. I was literally starving myself, and for what?

I noticed Malfoy the second he approached the table. I gave him a quick smile when his eyes landed on me which just made him furrow his brows in confusion.

I shouldn't have done that.

"Did you just smile at Malfoy?" Wren asked but I quickly shook my head.

"No!" I said, "I was smiling at-" My eyes scanned the room. "Fred!" Or was it George? "Why would I be smiling at Malfoy?" I quickly added, a hint of disgust in my voice.

Seriously, why would I?

I shook my head, ridding myself of the memory and just focused on my food. Honestly, that wasn't too hard seeing as I have barely eaten anything in the past 24 hours.

Wren fell asleep almost as soon as we walked back into our dorm. I was surprised she even made it to bed, at all. Seeing as it was only 8, I decided to spend the rest of my evening in the common room, hoping it would clear out pretty soon.

There wasn't a single place in the castle that was more comfortable than the empty Slytherin common room, I was sure of it.

It took a little longer than I had hoped but eventually, the room was empty and I closed my eyes, enjoying the sounds of the crackling fire in the fireplace.

I groaned when I heard the door opening and sat up. I really couldn't have anything, could I?

"Are you avoiding me?" Malfoy's voice broke the quiet I so dearly enjoyed, making me jump a little. He was truly the last person I expected.

"What's it to you, Malfoy?" My tone was dismissive. There were a thousand better things I could imagine myself doing rather than spending my Thursday night with him. Especially after what happened yesterday.

He simply shrugged and made himself comfortable next to me. "Is there something you want?"

He thought for a moment before shaking his head. "No."

I grew accustomed to the blonde boy next to me pretty quickly and just ignored him, closing my eyes again. He wasn't saying anything, seemingly enjoying the quiet just as much as I was.

It's gotten pretty late by now and I must've drifted off before I was able to get to my room. A whispered "Potter" was what woke me up and I looked around the room in confusion.

My eyes fell on the clock that showed half past 12 before inevitably landing on Malfoy. "Don't think you should sleep here," He said plainly and nodded towards my dorm.

"No, of course not." A yawn escaped my lips as I got up and I slowly walked towards my room, ready for a good nights sleep. Whatever was left of it, anyway.

He followed me, the door to the boy's dormitory's opposite ours in the narrow corridor. Just as I was about to open my door he cleared his throat behind me and I turned around, an eyebrow raised.

"Yesterday was a big mistake," He began, his voice serious. He wasn't looking at me, his eyes wandering around the part of the common room we were still able to see.

"A huge one," I assured with a nod.

"And it can never happen again," He continued, his grey eyes finally landing on me. They travelled up and down my body once, his hand fidgeting. He looked uneasy.

"Never."

And then, it did.