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Early morning I look to see that Draco is gone, he must've had a meeting of some sort. As I sit up in bed, I feel a stinging pain in my thigh.
                          
I look to see 'D.L.M.' carved into my skin, oh right that happened. Making my way to my dresser, I grab my baggy black pants, white tee, and a black leather jacket.
                          
I tucked in the shirt and paired the outfit with some black boots, tucking the bottom part of my pants into them.



                          
(Again don't you dare say "oh my god nooo I'd look so gross in that" stfu you always look amazing, start owning it! I'm making this story for you cause you ARE the main character )



                          
"Damn, you look good." I hear a chilling voice say. I jump then turn to see Draco, leaning against the doorway.
                          
"Damn, you're a creep." I mock and he rolls his eyes, "shut up, I just got here now you're insulting me? How rude." He huffs.
                          
"Well I mean, it could seem like you watched me change," I say, crossing my arms. 
                          
"Even if I did, which I didn't, why would it matter after last night?" He says with a devious smirk. I roll my eyes and hit him in the chest, "okay why are you trying to bully me?"
                          
He laughs and pulls me in by my waist, kissing me as he does so. I return the kiss and he pulls back, "come on, we got the day off."
                          
"Oh? So we don't have to talk about murdering people and taking over for once?" I say with a small smile on my face.
                          
He gives me a warm smile then kisses my forehead, "yes, and since you're already dressed nice, we are all ready to go." He takes me by the hand and leads me downstairs. Narcissa sees us holding hands and smiles proudly, "Draco, I need you to grab my bag from my room please?" She asks kindly.
                          
Draco sighs then nods, "of course mom," he turns to me, "I'll be right back." He says then goes back up the stairs.
                          
I turn back to Narcissa and she motions for me to follow her and I do, we walk to the library and she grabs what seems to be a photo album.
                          
"You know, you and Draco were close when you were younger." She says, placing it on the table and we both take a seat.
                          
"We were?" I ask as she opens it.
                          
"Oh that's right, your mother took most of your memories, yes you two were." She responds, flipping to a page and pushes the book to me. I take it and it was a picture of Draco and I when we were kids.
                          
It seemed he was wearing an oversized tux and me an oversized wedding dress, I couldn't help but laugh, "my what is this?" I ask, examining the photo. He and I were hand in hand, he was kissing my cheek and I looked very happy.
                          
"You two were 4 and decided to take mine and Lucius's old wedding attire, you guys went on and on about how you guys would get married; seems to me that just might happen." She jokes, flipping the page to show another picture.
                          
My face flushed a light pink, maybe so.
                          
This was one of Draco and I at a birthday party, he had a face full of cake and I seemed to be laughing. My mother was next to us, seeming to be laughing as well.
                          
"This was Draco's 5th birthday party, you smashed his face into the cake when he was about to blow out the candles; he was not very happy, but you and everyone else couldn't stop laughing. Thank Merlin I got this picture." She smiled brightly.
                          
"Me too," I say, looking to my happy mother. She was beautiful, her long y/h/c and stunning pearly white smile showing brightly.
                          
"You know, Y/n," Narcissa starts, placing her hands on top of mine, "if you and Draco were to be serious, I recommend tying the knot before the war..." she says sadly.
                          
I place my free hand on top of hers, "I'll keep that in mind."
                          
"I'd rather have you as my daughter-in-law before everything goes down, something happy before the storm, right?" She says, her eyes watering. 
                          
"What the hell mom? You set this up just to put the idea of marriage in her head?" Draco says, causing me to jump. He hands his mother her bag and she smiles, "well of course, how about you two go dress shopping?"
                          
"Isn't it bad luck?" He asks, scrunching his nose slightly.
                          
"Since when did you listen to the rules?" I ask looking at him. He gives me a dirty look and Narcissa stifles a laugh, "she has a point."
                          
"Mom! You're supposed to be on my side!" He says, looking between us. Narcissa and I both begun laughing and he shakes his head, "alright you had enough time with her, come on, Y/n." He says, walking out of the library.
                          
"Take this." She says, handing me the photo album. I take it and smile, "thank you, Narcissa."
                          
"Oh please, call me mom, we both know we will be planning a wedding within a few months." She smiles. 
                          
"Come on, Y/n! The limo is here already!" Draco yells.
                          
"I guess the future husband calls." I laugh and so does she. I leave, holding the photo album close. Draco opens the door for me and I get in.
                          
He gets in as well and the limo starts flying, I'm just barely getting used to that still.
                          
"So where are we going?" I ask, looking at him.
                          
"Well I had a dinner date planned, but how about we look at dresses then? My mother would be pleased." He smiles, putting his arm around my waist pulling me close.
                          
"No, it's bad luck," I say, mocking him and he just rolls his eyes.
                          
"You know," I start, "it's crazy to think you fucking blackmailed me my first year at Hogwarts," I say, giving him a glare.
                          
"Well I just needed someone to carry my things, I hated carrying around that damn potions book." He shrugs.
                          
I hit his shoulder, "I should have just allowed you to tell everyone, it wasn't worth sticking around you."
                          
He shoots me the same glare, "how rude!"
                          
"You love me." I smile innocently.
                          
He laughs...































                          
"That I do, Y/n, that I do..."