Frozen Within 6

"You're dead, Potter."

"Funny, you would think I'd stop walking around..."

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My eyes strayed toward Potter, with no will of my own. He could have allowed me to stay at the ledge, contemplating whether or not I should die. I could have don't it too. I could have died yesterday. My shoe would have been the first to go, although now that I think about it I am rather proud of myself for tying it on my own rather than using a stupid elf. Perhaps I should perfect my skills until it looks like the other students' ties. I will be able to do it on my own and show off in doing so. Of course I don't need to 'tell' anyone of my accomplishment. That would just be ridiculous.

But I could have died.

Potter was flying with grace and agility, just as always. It was another one of their practices so I was stuck hiding in the shadows in order to watch him without arousing suspicion. I'm not in love with him. That much is obvious, but I am intrigued by his acts of heroism when he's so obviously human like the rest of us. He gets scared, angry, and passionate. He sucks at Potions and was a suck up to Dumbledore. No wonder there's a rumor going around that they did more than chat in the headmaster's office.

I looked down at a band of metal around my wrist and saw that it's just two days until the anniversary. My parents won't notice it of course and yet the whole wizarding world will, but for a different reason. I should probably be happy that his death was on the same day as Voldemort's but I just don't give a damn. He was as good as dead anyway when the Dark Lord first lost to Harry Potter, it was only a matter of time before he would die again. Of course, at the time, I didn't know for sure.

"Malfoy, you seem to have taken a liking to me." Potter smirked as he flew over to me. I clenched my jaw and scowled but he just laughed and got even closer to the platform I was on. "What's the matter? Shocked I knew you were here? It wasn't all that hard. You stick out wherever you go." He smiled, but it looked genuine causing my eyes to widen before I leered at him. What is his problem? I was just here to figure out what their strategy will be. No... as soon as I start lying to myself, that's the day I have truly failed the Malfoy name.

"You are a fool, Potter. I would rather die than waste my time here with you." I growled, knowing full well that this comment isn't appropriate for this moment, but I couldn't bring myself to care. It hurt being so close to him. His eyes dancing like flames and his body radiating heat onto me even though he's at least three feet away. I can't handle all this... fire. I need my ice; I need something cold, I need anything that's not burning away at this frozen heart I cherish.

"Are you alright? You look scared." Potter murmured softly,  as he jumped off his broom. The others on the team were landing on the ground near the lockers, it seems as though their practice is over. No one is here to see us... they can't see the way my palms are sweating or the nervous twitch in my brow, they don't know that my mouth is filling with saliva as though I'm looking at ice cream. They don't know, and I refuse to let anyone know how I've fallen for the shell of a man.

"No, I am not alright." I hissed and then turned around and left just as my eyes were beginning to burn. It feels odd to be around him. "I'm contaminating myself..." I hissed softly as my cheeks warmed. I stalked towards the castle in a fury. That's when I heard Ginny Weasley shouting about something Potter did, sounding excited. I smiled icily and scoffed at the scene. She was hugging him tightly and laughing loud enough for me to hear her about fifty feet away at the very least, succeeding in annoying me.

"Malfoy? What are you doing out here?" Blaise asked me curiously, tilting his head to the side as I just glared and shrugged him off. He shows up often when I do not care for his presence, but feeling as drained and disturbed as I am, I didn't bother putting a silencing charm on him. He looked past me, at Potter, and then frowned. "Is that Harry Potter? They're acting like he just won a game or something. Oh yeah, the game is coming up next week. When is the next practice going to be?" He asked me with a smile on his face, seeming to put all his faith in me.

"I don't know yet. How about you decide, I'll have us work on one of Marcus's favorite strategies. It won him several games in his time so it may do the same for us." I said, just saying anything really, unable to think much about it.

"Sounds like a plan." He grinned. "You seem a bit... more human today. I like it, it's a nice change." Blaise informed me then turned around and started to leave. "Let's go to the common room, or do you want an early lunch? Either is good for me, but I don't think you should be spending so much time alone." He said as though he were my parent or had any real authority over me. That was fine though, I like the idea of hanging out with someone today, rather than being alone. We walked into the castle with matching scowls but his eyes were playful while mine amused. I feel a bit... better today, than usual at least.

"It's almost the day." Blaise informed me in a light tone but his eyes were tight.

"Almost," I nodded curtly.

We stayed silent after that.