Untouched Draco x reader

I hesitate at the entrance of the hall, at breakfast. I'm not hungry. That's not why I'm standing at the doors, I hesitate because I'm looking for a certain silver head boy. I spot him at his usual spot. In the middle of the table.

Draco's laughing with his friends about something he just said. I take this moment of secrecy in. Draco shining like a jewel in the morning sun, laughing like there's no weight resting on his shoulders. If you look close enough you'll see that he didn't sleep last night and that the laugh that's bouncing off the walls is fake. It all infuriates me so much that everyone just looks past it like it's nothing.

He seems so delicate from here. Like a crystal clear glass vase standing in the middle of the room, shining and reflecting light like a diamond, balancing on a single pearl. If anyone were to come over and make the wrong move, the vase would topple over and shatter, scratching everyone in reach. I think that's what happens when he lashes out. He topples over amd breaks so loud, so sharp that everyone feels the sting. Later, when he's all alone he'll get the courage to pick up all those pieces and balance them on the same pearl that caused his dismay.

"Excuse me", A girl mutters as she pushes past me. I move out of the way in a haze, slowly snapping back to reality.

I go to the courtyard, lean on a pillar and stare out at the empty field. My eyes flutter shut for a moment. Just a second of rest that I denied myself of.

I drift off for just a second and I'm right back to last night. Draco sitting beside me in his most vulnerable state, speaking words that I only ever thought would exist in my head

'I want you.'

I yerk back to reality. All alone in a empty field that gets crowded by people I know, but they will never know me.

In class Draco walks past me like I'm nothing, like nothing ever happened between us. Between classes he does the same thing.

I can't help but feel a cold stab settling itself between my lungs and it grows further through my body as he continues to act like I'm just a vase tucked in a corner. Before, before this year, I did not mind him acting asif I was nothing, yet now it bothers me how absolute everything must have been for him.

When lunch rolls around I finally enter the hall, placing myself far away from Draco to prevent him noticing and then acting asif he doesn't.

Dumbledore makes an announcement his voice booming across the tables, "Just a reminder for those who may have forgotten, but there will be a dance hosted here in one day time."

There's a roar of excitement that explodes out of the students. I haze out of the rest of the words that fall out of his mouth and everyone else's because all anyone seems to be able to talk about is the fucking dane that I have no interest in.

"Am I forgiven yet?" Draco plants himself right beside me.