Thirty-Two: Goodbye

                                    

                                          
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Monday, 27th May, 1996
Waking up, I smiled, as I was wrapped up in Draco's arms. I must be dreaming, because I knew that in a few hours, this was all me and Draco was ever going to be – a dream. We'll be back to being a forbidden, secret, incredible dream.
My blood iced in my veins, however, when I realised it wasn't just a dream! I must have fallen asleep in Draco's arms last night. It made sense, as I couldn't remember walking back to my common room.
My head was rested on Draco's chest, his arms were around my shoulders, and mine were around his torso. We were both still naked, our legs interlocked with each other's, and his emerald sheets strewn over us.
I leant up onto my elbow, and nudged Draco awake. I didn't want to wake him up, as he looked so peaceful, like an angel, but I was panicking big time.
"Draco!" I whispering, rocking his body gently.
He snorted in the most adorable way ever and held me even tighter. I looked back over to his door, and I could barely breathe.
"Draco, wake up!" I whispered again, this time with more urgency to my tone,
"Baby, baby, baby. I'm sleeping," Draco groaned in a very deep and raspy voice.
I had to ignore the flutters in my tummy at this precise moment and figure out a way to get back safely to my common room, a way in which we wouldn't get caught.
"Draco. I fell asleep here, please, wake up!" I nudged him again,
"Lay down, go back to sleep, love. I told you I'd get you back to your common room, and I will, okay? Now shh," Draco mumbled in his morning voice, and pulled me back down.
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After another couple of hours of being in Draco's arm, shutting the rest of the world away, we both woke up, and I saw by the clock on the wall it had just gone past 8:00am, so people would be making their way to the Great Hall, getting ready to sit at the house tables for breakfast.
My heart skipped a beat as I looked over at Draco. His usually styled-to-perfection hair was slightly wavy and fluffy, his collarbone was more pronounced, and his Adam's apple seemed larger.
We peeled ourselves out of Draco's sheets and began getting dressed. My chest was sitting heavy, and I felt sick. Draco offered me something out of his little snack cabinet, but I said no, thank you. The thought of eating anything made me want to vomit.
I couldn't quite wrap my head around the idea that me and Draco were no longer going to be a thing. I knew this day was coming, and yet, I still didn't want to accept it.
We had been given today off our school studies as well, due to everyone returning home at roughly 10:00am. Professor McGonagall had told us both to meet her in the Entrance Hall to greet everybody. 
"Let's get you back to your common room, shall we?" Draco said, spraying his each side of his neck with a spritz of his aftershave.
I nodded and hoisted myself from off Draco's mattress. He gave me a small smile and opened his dorm room door. Making sure the coast was clear, we walked out of the Slytherin common room, and I knew that would be the last time I was in there.
As we walked along the corridor, we kept exchanging lingering glances, and our hands were grazing. I couldn't even hide how I was feeling, my heart hurt, and I just wanted to scream. It almost as though we were thinking the same thing.
This is really it.
These eight weeks are at an end.
We're over.