If Love Is Sweet, What Is This, Draco Malfoy?

When I woke up the next morning, I got dressed quickly before going down the stairs to see Blaise waiting for me. He grinned at me and I smiled, before walking with him to the great hall. He tried to take my hand as we walked but just as he did, I pulled my hand up and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. It was so casual that he didn’t seem to notice that I didn’t want to hold hands, and walked alongside with me cheerily. When we got to the great hall, it was buzzing and everyone was talking merrily. What was up with people? Christmas was 3 months ago! I sat down at my seat, passing Draco as I went over to an empty seat in the bench. As I passed him, my eyes connected with his and then left abruptly. My stomach did a back flip as I saw him, but I did not know whether it was in a good way or not. When I got to my seat, Blaise sat next to me and we were within hearing distance of Draco
“Did you sleep well?” he asked me. I nodded, deep in thought as I pushed the food around on my plate “That’s good. Do you wanna talk about last night?” he asked me gently, as I stuffed a forkful of food into my mouth. I stayed silent, and he nodded “Well… you didn’t sleep in the common room did you?” he asked me. I thought that through for a while
“No” I told him. He nodded. I realised that Draco over heard our conversation, but he could always think I went to sleep, got back up then went to bed or just wanted to lie to Blaise to stop him from being worried.
“Oh good. Listen… I saw Malfoy come towards the common room… he didn’t trouble you did he? I figured I wouldn’t butt in caus I didn’t want to seem like a protective boyfriend or something” Blaise said worriedly. A small smile crept across my face
“You’re so much like him” I told him, smiling. He looked at me weirdly
“What? No! No I’m not! I’m nothing like him! How am I?” Blaise said angrily.
“Just what you said, that’s all. But you don’t need to get angry” I said in a sweet, girly voice. Somehow it made me feel good in a weird way that Blaise resembled Draco so.
“Why? What did I say?” he asked, still heated up. I shrugged
“Something along the lines of protective boyfriend” I said dismissively, before glancing at Draco. He pieced everything together before he realised I was awake when he was making his speech.

Blaise ground his teeth but let it go anyway
“So what did he even talk about?” he muttered stuffily. I smirked
“Stuff” I said dismissively
“Would you care to give me an example?” he asked slowly
“Well he did a pretty big speech so you know. And it’s private anyway. It doesn’t concern you. It wouldn’t have even made a change if you were my boyfriend. I’m allowed to be around other guys aren’t I?” I challenged. He looked at me for a while
“You’ve forgiven him haven’t you?” he asked as if asking the dreaded question
“For what?” I asked innocently. Blaise sighed
“For sleeping with Faye” he muttered. I looked at him
“There was nothing to forgive. I believe that you only have to forgive someone if they made a mistake. And he didn’t. In fact, I should have only gotten angry if I was still friends with Faye. Because he just shagged then ditched her” I told him. Blaise looked at me unbelievingly
“I can’t believe this!” he exclaimed. I shrugged
“Believe what you want” I told him, and then noticed Potter come over to us. The school had gone quiet, noticing a Gryffindor. No, the Gryffindor coming towards a Slytherin table.
“Hey Maia” Potter said, looking a little uncomfortable. I turned to face him “Um… sorry” he said guiltily, and he showed me the wilting plant we were supposed to take care of
“Oh that’s ok. It was quite a hard plant to take care of anyway. But to set the record straight…” I said cheerily, and pointed my wand at the plant. It regained its posture and colour and looked just as it had done when I first picked it up “There. It should hold out for a few days without too much care. Let me know how it goes” I told him, getting up as I put my bag on my shoulder. He looked at the plant, amazed
“But that’s cheating!” he said disbelievingly.
“And I’m a Slytherin” I told him sweetly, before going towards the door where Daphne was waiting for me.