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𝗧𝗪𝗢 𝗗𝗔𝗬𝗦 𝗔𝗙𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗬𝗨𝗟𝗘 𝗕𝗔𝗟𝗟, 𝗜 𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗗
myself pacing in the common room awaiting Draco's return. When I asked Theo where he went, the boy told me he had to talk to Professor Snape about something. My anxiety is through the roof as I chew on my nails. I'm going to do it. I somehow managed to convince myself to tell Draco about my feelings today.
With everything that's happened so far this year and with what all my friends have been saying, I have a good feeling about this. But at the same time, I can't help but feel like this might be a mistake. Just then, the sound of someone entering the common room fills my ears, making my head snap up. Draco walks into the room with his hands in the pockets of his robes. My heart has probably already stopped in my chest as the boy meets my eyes.
Well, it's too late to back out now. Draco sends me a friendly smile but I'm too nervous to return it. Instead, I just stand there frozen as the boy passes me. Bloody hell, Lenora! Get yourself together!
"Draco, wait!" My voice comes out louder than expected, but the blond boy stops nonetheless. He turns to me with raised brows, clearly surprised at my volume. My face is hot already. Well, now it's definitely too late to back out. I swallow the lump that's forms in my throat and take a deep breath. "Can we talk? Please."
This makes the boy's brows furrow as his steel gray eyes search my face. "Sure. What do you want to talk about?"
This situation is giving me deja vu to when Draco asked me to go to the Yule Ball with him, except our roles are reversed now and this is a much different conversation. This conversation with make or break our relationship and I really hope it's the former.
"We're in a great place right now; you're one of my closest friends, I want you to know that, okay?" My voice falters slightly when Draco's jaw clenches, almost like he's upset at what I just said. But instead of dwelling, I continue. I have to get this off my chest, now rather than later. "I like you, Draco... A lot. And I don't want to just be friends anymore. I want to be more; and I know this might not be the best time to do this with everything that's going on with the death eaters, but--."
I don't even realize Draco is right in front of me until I feel his hands on my cheeks and his lips connect with mine. My heart is beating so loudly in my chest, all the noises around me disappear. His lips are soft and he smells amazing, like mahogany apple, and cinnamon, and firewood; it's a beautiful combination, one I never thought I'd enjoy.
I lean into the boy's touch, melting into his body without question. I reach up and gently brush the back of his hand with my fingers, electricity coursing through my body like the venom from a snake after it bites someone. It makes my head swirl; a poisonous act from someone so dark, yet I enjoy it entirely. It's euphoric.
"Get a room, you two," Blaise's voice enters my mind, making all my reason come rushing forward. I pull away from Draco, completely and utterly flustered from our kiss. The two of us turn to the dark-skinned boy to see a disgusted look on his face. Blaise sighs and brushes past us as he walks out of the common room muttering, "Bloody hell."
My face is probably bright red. And to make matters worse, Draco leans in close to me and whispers in my ear. "I like you, too, Lenora."
And then he leaves me after that, heading up to the dormitories. And all I can do is stand in the common room with parted lips. Holy shit... Draco Malfoy just kissed me. And he likes me back! I run a hand through my hair and spin around to find Blaise looking at me with a smirk.