I woke up feeling drafty. I looked beside me to find that he was no longer there. He was beside the window on the phone.
I knew who it was, his mother. As always. It was probably about another blind date.
He ended the call as soon as he saw me looking at him.
"Hey." He smiled and walked back to me. "Did I wake you up?"
I shook my head no.
"That was mum."
"I know."
"I have to go."
"Couldn't you stay for the night?" I held his hands as he was standing up and pulling him back to me.
"Hermione..."
"Please..."
"You know I can't"
"Why don't you just tell her?" He stood up and reached for his clothes.
"Tell her what? That you and I are dating?" He chuckled.
"What's wrong with that?" We have beed seeing each other for four years now.
"You're kidding me right?"
"Are you ashamed of me?" I asked and he stared at me.
"Hermione..."
"The Great Pureblood Draco Malfoy, involved with a Mudblood like me." I said, my eyes in the brink of tears.
"No. No I'm not ashamed."
"Then what is it? Why can't you just tell her so that she'll stop setting you up with someone you don't even like."
He didn't answer, instead he just looked down. He was fully dressed by now.
"I'm just your safety net aren't I? I'm just here until you find someone perfect for you."
He looked at me, surprised at what I'm saying.
"Just go."
And he just walked out without even putting a fight. I guess I was right. I was just the next best thing.