you are like SNOW, it's cold and cruel to begin with, but it's somehow BEAUTIFUL, and you miss it when it's not there. and if you hold it in your hands close enough and long enough, it CHANGES, it melts.
he stared at him, & he wanted to glare, but he just couldn’t. the smile that was on cedric’s face was just too NICE, & it just wasn’t something that draco could be mad at, for once. he looked at him & he shook his head gently, crossing his arms over his chest. ❛ if you are just going to BULLY me, then you can leave, because i don’t have time for this. ❜ he didn’t even know where that came from, but, draco didn’t mind it. he was currently working on more than enough school work, just trying to do everything in his power to get his grades up before the exams, & that’s when cedric decided to show up. ❛ if i didn’t TOLERATE you so much, then you would be dead by now, i hope you know that diggory. ❜ he rolled his eyes, looking up over at him before he raised an eyebrow. ❛ also, who said that i belonged to YOU? ❜
in any other situation, draco would have taken that advice &left, but for some reason, his feet didn’t move. he was trying to tell himself that he didn’t want to be around someone that he ADMIRED, someone that he related to in many ways. he tried to tell himself those things, & when he showed up at cedric’s dorm, he caught him at a bad time. he didn’t know what the situation was, but there was a moment where the facade that he had was gone, but it went right back up, & draco knew. so he looked at him, & just said––– ❛ it’s okay. ❜ he never understood where this sudden KINDNESS was coming from, probably from hanging out with HIM for too long. but he knew this situation, where you work so hard pleasing everyone& trying to make people happy, that you forget to do that for yourself.
he had spent his time listening to cedric rant, no matter how awkward he felt in this situation. there had been a few awkward pats on the backs, a few awkward;there there’s, & some awkward comments about how he needed to stop lying to himself. but that was when the taller male spoke to him, & draco frowned, furrowing his eyebrows. he didn’t truly consider cedric a FRIEND, because he couldn’t imagine a person wanting to be friends with draco malfoy, but for some reason, he didn’t want to leave. ❛ & when have i ever listened to you? ❜ he asked him, crossing his arms over his chest. ❛ did you ever think that maybe i want to not leave you? i mean, what else am i supposed to do on a tuesday night?study? ❜ he scoffed, glancing away from him, staring at his feet which were hanging over the edge of his bed. ❛ i had to force the password out of a hufflepuff to find you. i was going to ask if you wanted to do this PRANK, but, my plans changed––– because of you, you dumbass. ❜ he was trying his hardest to be nice, & he knew that cedric was nicer than he could ever be. ❛ i would assume that we aren’t friends, but, i’m not the worst person alive, contrary to popular belief. so no, i’m not going to leave you. ❜
“Hold my hand.” hold it damn it malfoy - bodrecur-blog
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❛ hold your–– what? ❜ he made a face, looking at cedric to see if he was serious;he was. ❛ we’re in PUBLIC, i’m not going to hold your hand! not like i would do it in private either. ❜ it wasn’t like he was AGAINST that lifestyle, he just wasn’t wanting to touch cedric diggory, hell, he didn’t touch anyone anyways. ❛ what are you even talking about, my hands? i . . . ❜ he looked down, seeing that his hands were shaking slightly. it was just something that they always tended to do, espesially when he was cold. he looked at him and shook his head, scoffing for a moment. ❛ you know what? fine, if it makes you happy. ❜ he spat, reaching over & taking his hand, holding it up for him to see that he was holding it. automatically, draco’s hand was warm, they had slowly started to stop shaking, but he quickly let go. ❛ you happy? better not be said in the daily prophet that cedric diggory has a BOYFRIEND. ❜
❛on a scale of one to ten… how illegal do you think doing this is?❜ - ofherage-archived
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❛ that’s a STUPID question, you know that there isn’t a limit to things like this. ❜ he smirked gently at her, glancing up from his paper for a second. if he was being totally honest, he wasn’t listening to her, & that obviously was not a great thing. however, when he heard her question, that caught his attention right away. ❛ i’m going to be honest with you granger, i didn’t even KNOW that you were talking to me. so i’m just going to tell you one thing––– if it involves harm to a professor or fire, then it’s probably an eight which would most likely get you expelled. the only thing that you have to do is NOT get caught. which will be a tad bit hard for you, considering you’re pretty LOUD. ❜ he reminded her, glancing down at the already finished essay that was in front of him. ❛ just find me later if you need help, i may hate mudbloods, but you had me at ILLEGAL. ❜
❛okay, but, consider this: i don’t care. i’m gonna do it.❜ - bodrecur-blog
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❛ okay, but, consider this: i want to help you. ❜ he stared at cedric with a mischievous smile, arms crossed over his chest. whatever cedric was planning on doing, draco wanted to be apart of it. he happened to LIKE creating havoc, it was just apart of his personality. ❛ i know our relationship is a tad bit rocky, but that is just something that we can get through, right? i mean, you’re good for one thing; everyone LOVES you, they won’t think that you’re doing anything wrong. maybe you aren’t just a pretty face. ❜ he said to him, getting more & more excited with each thought that was going through his mind, curious as to what cedric could even possibly be doing. ❛ i know when i said that you SHOULDN’T do it, but that was when you told me that didn’t care. so now, because i’m a great person, i want to help you with it. come on, i know magic in YOUR year, let me help. ❜
❛ do you ever THINK of them? ❜ it had been one too many drinks of fire whisky, &one too many painful stabs at the heart of the wordy letter that his father had sent him. something about how draco couldn’t go on the field trip, & to stop sending him letters about it, because he wouldn’t sign any permission slip, sees no point. there were some other details that he didn’t want to get into, but, he had MELLOWED down from how he usually is, & finds himself sitting next to harry potter of all people. ❛ your parents, i mean. my father had told me about them, mainly your dad though. saying how they fought each other, like you & i do. like father like son, am i right? ❜ but did he even want to be like his father? he was sure that harry would LOVE to live up to his dads legacy, seeing that he was loved & admired by everyone that came to him. ❛ though, you were apparently never as GREAT as he had been. ❜
– his chest is a timebomb; going off in three…. two…. suddenly, he shares potter ( and his friends ) ‘ loathing for the green cloaked blonde. his knees grow weak; perhaps there is still a chance, to salvage that golden image he’s cloaked, for so long. but, in a sense, he’s not truly MAD at malfoy; no, he’s almost relieved, that someone has seen past the farce; he’s not PERFECT. no one truly is.
‘ my father is many things. ‘ a step is taken forward, then another, & the older male finds himself TRAVELING to the blonde at the speed of light. fingers CURVE at the folds of his cloak; tugging him, forcing eyes to look into his grey ones. ‘ but my accomplishments, are mine alone. and no one, not even my father, can take them from me. ‘
as the taller male stepped closer to draco, he stood still, not taking any steps back from him. instead he stands his ground, but has to look up as he gets closer. ❛ & no one EVER said that they weren’t yours, so don’t put words in my mouth, diggory. ❜ he spat, rolling his eyes for a moment. ❛ i’m just saying that your father seems almost TOO proud of you, & he seems to focus more on what you have done rather than what you will do. ❜ he’s basically trying to say that his father treats him like an object, & even though draco is a total prick, even he knows that isn’t right. his father doesn’t pay the right attention to him to treat him that way.
❛ i’m not trying to hurt you or anything like that, even if you’re acting a little SENSITIVE to this, i thought that you knew all of this by now. but, i did ask you a question–––– ❜ he spoke, his smirk never once flattering as he met his eyes, tilting his head to the side. ❛ don’t you ever get TIRED of being daddy’s trophy? ❜ he repeated, blinking as if his words mean nothing, & he truly believes that they don’t.
– how dare he, how dare he? the pain rippling through his bones, ripping his HEART apart, is almost more than the prefect can bear. calm disposition SHATTERED, his words fail him, & hands twitch at his side; itching to go for the throat. his father is a kind man, a good man, whose words sometimes GET THE BETTER OF HIM. that’s all there is. ‘ – the way your father speaks, is as though you don’t really exist. ‘ an ill blow, but his facade has been BLOWN TO BITS.
he sits boredly as cedric stares at him, and he can tell that he STRUCK a never, which was exactly what the blond loved doing. as he speaks to him, he just purses his lip, a small smirk forming on his features. ❛ he was never the affectionate type, and i can tell that your father is the exact opposite of him. ❜ he studied his features, and he can see that the confident and happy-go-lucky facade that he, in draco’s opinion, has–––– is gone. that was pretty much the GOAL, to just tear down anyone that could ever be in his way. ❛ what’s wrong, diggory? did i strike a nerve in your heart? but really think about it, how many times has your father actually spoken about you without mentioning one of your ‘acomplishments’? although people may think i’m dumber than i actually am; even i can’t count that high. ❜
❛ don’t you ever get TIRED of being daddy’s trophy? ❜ he had seen cedric a few times in his life, but has never interacted with him, even if he was cedric diggory. ❛ he parades you around, even though there really isn’t anything to parade. my father has told me not to BRAG, but the way that your fathers speaks about you, it’s as if you’re more of an object than you are a SON. ❜ he has listened to the words that his father has spoken about cedric, as his father has spoken to his a few times. there has always been that BURNING desire in draco for his father to speak about him that way, but he isn’t the type to boast.
there was a smirk on his face as he held her journal in hands, holding it above his head in an attempt to mess with her. ❛ or else WHAT? you wouldn’t hurt me, love. ❜ he said to her, knowing that she wouldn’t dare try & do anything to him. it wasn’t that he thought that she was weak or something like that, it’s just he fact that she is her& he his him. ❛ i just want to see if you wrote about me is all, is that too much to ask, pansy? ❜ he asked her, tilting his head to the side as he lowered his hand slightly. he stepped back from her, & his playful smirk only grew as he opened it. ❛ you shouldn’t have told me to go & get you something from your room, you should’ve KNOWN that i would have tried something of this sorts. ❜
although she was one of his only few friends, it was just always fun to mess with a girl like pansy parkinson. ❛ oh, pansy, you might be dumber than you really already do seem, no wonder you aren’t a ravenclaw. look, if it means that much to you, i’ll give you your book back––– ❜ but he stopped, pursing his lips gently as he thought, trying to think of what she could do for him. ❛ if you kiss me. ❜ there was that idea of KISSING & DISSING, something that draco had done more than once in his life, but with pansy, the thought had only crossed a few times.
