draco and me are mortal enemies. him, the arrogant slytherin prince, and me, a stubborn gryffindor. never missing a chance to roll our eyes or throw an insult at each other. however, today, there is a quidditch match going on. in the middle of the intense game, a bludger hits draco’s shoulder full force, causing him to fall almost fifteen feet. he’s hurting, angry, and the bruise was terrible. he goes into the locker room while his teammates have to continue playing. and suddenly, i find myself rushing to the locker room, my eyes weirdly teary.