When Draco entered his class the professor had not arrived it was a relief for him he fixed his cap making sure his shiny silver hairs were fully hidden and pushed back his thick glasses as a habit. He searched his jacket to find his phone so if anybody tried to talk to him he would just pretend that he was busy with his phone. Draco was about to walk toward his seat when he felt everyone's gaze on him he looked at everyone with curiosity 'Why is everybody looking at me like this' he thought.
Draco took a step toward his seat he shivered as somebody shouted at him "Draco have you lost it?" he turned to see his class president looking at him worried. Draco bit the side of his lower lip his gaze at the class president his eyes questioning 'What did I even do?' The class president stepped forward to Draco he grabbed his hands. Draco soon realized why everyone was looking at him he saw his hands covered in blood his hands became blurred as his gaze turned to his bright white shoes there were droops of fresh blood on them. The CR took him to the infirmary.
He sat down Draco on the chair and started cleaning his wound because no one was in the room at the time. Draco just sat here quietly looking at his bloodied hands, he was still thinking of the guy he bumped into earlier. Draco's mind was racing with the unasked questions 'How can it be' 'That's impossible' 'I clearly remember I bumped into him but why'. Draco came back to his senses after feeling a jerk on his shoulder he looked up at CR and then at his bandaged hands. The CR asked Draco "Man, are you okay, you look lost somehow", while his hand was on Draco's shoulder giving it a little squeeze. Draco shrugged his shoulders "Yeah, ..... I am fine" as he kept looking at his hands blankly. The CR looked concerned but didn't interfere "Well sure, I am going back to class you can come back after taking a rest for some time" he left after assuring Draco that he would inform the professor.
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Draco looked at his blooded hands for a few moments then he looked out of the window looking at the students going to different halls to take their lecture. As Draco continued staring out of the window he noticed the familiar presence of the person he bumped just a while ago, he did not even think for the second time before running out of the infirmary. Draco ran as fast as he could as he reached the point where he saw that person he looked around desperately but as he was about to give up he spotted someone. When he grabbed the person's wrist to turn him around he was once again met with his nightmare, the nightmare he would avoid at all costs. the person looked at Draco confused as he asked "May I help you with anything" Draco yanked his hand back, his breathing uneven as he said " I am sorry I mistook you for someone else" his voice cracking as he started to sweat uncontrollably. The person looked concerned about Draco as he noticed his state "Are you okay may I help you" the person asked taking his hand out to help Draco but Draco stepped back avoiding his hand "I am okay.." before the person could say anything Draco turned back and walked away.
Draco's shoulder slumped as he walked back to the infirmary wiping away the sweat from his forehead he thought disappointingly ' It might have been just my imagination' but still a part of his mind hoped to find that person just to conform if they were the cure of his illness. Whether it was an illness or something Draco didn't consider normal. he was walking when he crossed paths with someone but avoided them by moving to the other side. was it his bad luck, fate, or something else he did not look up? if he had he would have known that the person he was desperately searching just passed by him. After Draco had walked a few steps the person looked back at him and they smiled.......