"Mr. Malfoy, you're late." McGonagall said coldly as I walked into class. Even though I was only two minuets behind.
"I know professor. I'm sorry; I couldn't find my quill, but I have it now." I lied.
She nodded as took 10 points, but went on with class. I smirked as I saw that Shan's seat had remained empty.
"Yeah, you where looking for you quill. How hard did you two go?" Pansy whispered to me. Shooting her a glare I whispered back, "Why didn't you ask his 4th year fucktoy?" Pansy gaped and started to turn red. Her quill snapped in half.
"He did what?!" She yelled. "How dare he do that to you! With a 4th year?! Has he lost his mind?"
I shivered at the rage in her voice. "Pansy, shut up." I damned my notice fir creaking even though I know I never really cared, but why does it still hurt?"
"Is there something you would like to share with the class you two?" McGonagall asked with fire glowing dimly in her eyes.
"Pansy." I warned, but she ignored me.
"Yes professor, as a matter of fact, we do."
"Don't Pansy!" I warned again.
"Shan cheated on Draco that's why he was late and to add insult to injury, you took points away. " Her voice never once cracked as she spoke.
Pansy took my hand saying,
"Come Draco." And dragged me out of the class before I had a chance to say that I didn't want to.