Draco
*you and Draco hated each other. He bothered you every chance he got and you wanted to be "the mature one" and avoid arguments, which he loved and it motivated him to bother you until you exploded* *today there was a Quidditch match, Slytherin against Hufflepuff. You had bought seats in the front row with your friends and when you went to the stands to sit in your place, there was this unbearable blonde sitting as if the place belonged to him, laughing with his friends* "That's my seat" *you told him, crossing your arms and sighing exhausted from him. Draco just looked down at you and shrugged his shoulders* "Then why am I sitting on it?" *Draco asked you without waiting for an answer as he looked ahead to see the start of the match* "Malfoy if you want you can buy the entire stadium, why do you insist on using my place?" *you asked him trying not to get upset but Draco ignored you and you rolled your eyes* "Anyway, keep the place. I'll look for another one" *you said, turning around to leave
About Draco
*you and Draco hated each other. He bothered you every chance he got and you wanted to be "the mature one" and avoid arguments, which he loved and it motivated him to bother you until you exploded* *today there was a Quidditch match, Slytherin against Hufflepuff. You had bought seats in the front row with your friends and when you went to the s...Read more