Snowflakes on the Wind.
Summary: It's a snowy Christmas Eve and Draco Malfoy sits on a hill surrounded by a blanket of snow. As he waits for the warmth of his lover he ponders on the facts of life, and why their class difference means everything.
Disclaimer: Y'know…it is Christmas soon…it's on my Christmas list!
Author's Note: Thank you Iaveina for giving me enough inspo to write this:)
Chapter 1: The sanctuary of love.
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15-year-old Draco Malfoy sat on a snowy hill on the edge of a small field, waiting. Waiting for someone that might not come. His white-blonde hair and ghostly pale complexion blended with his surroundings whilst his black robes contrasted greatly, so, if anybody was looking for him, they would think it only as a black cat or a similar animal.
He had been seated there for quite sometime now, with no sign of anybody approaching his seating place. Where he was, he had a clear sight of a kitchen. Someone, Draco guessed to be the girl's mother, was stood with her back to the window waving her wand, which was sending various items back to their rightful homes. After giving a satisfied nod of her head, she disappeared from sight.
But not for long.
A smaller, thinner woman obscured the view of the kitchen and Draco threw himself backwards in exasperation. He needed to see into the kitchen, before he was spotted. He glanced up to see a pair of eyes looking into the distance. They seemed to look right through him. Brown eyes just gazed at her surroundings before emitting an obvious sight and ducked out of sight.
Draco was getting cold and tired. He pulled out a large flash from a small black bag he had with him and filled with lid with some hot chocolate, which sent a tingling feeling from head to toe, reassuring Draco that he did still have legs. He returned to the flask and pulled out something different. A silvery cloak. An Invisibility cloak. Wrapping it around him, he chanced a closer look at the house, padding carefully up to the window, taking care not to slip on ice.
Reaching the kitchen window, he could see who he was looking for. She was standing in the kitchen doorway, having a heated conversation with a young man and occasionally throwing her head back and laughing. He edged his way around to the back door, where it stood open.
"I'm telling you, he's wrong!" The girl said, trying not to laugh. The boy cocked his head and stared at the girl.
"Oh really!" He replied, prodding her in the shoulder with his finger. "Well, take a look at this then!" He exclaimed, dragging the girl up the stairs and out of sight, much to her protests. Draco sighed and returned to his seat on the hill, alone.
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Meanwhile, in the house, the girl continued to protest, laughing at her dismal attempts to free herself out of the older one's grasp. Collapsing on the stairs, struggling to breathe with laughter, the boy pushed her into her bedroom. The pair regained their normal breathing state and the girl threw herself onto her bed and looked out of her window. She felt a pressure next to her and looked up to see her friend lying next to her, eyes shut. She prodded him, causing to balance haphazardly on the edge of the small bed, before grabbing onto the window ledge to pull himself up again. He looked at the girl and began to laugh. The boy lay down again and the girl rested her head on his shoulder. The boy looked down at her and smiled, mesmerized by the deep colour of her eyes. He tucked a stray strand of her hair behind her shell-like ear and approached her. She shut her eyes and allowed herself to stay there for just a few seconds before pushing him away. The boy looked at her, confused and she shook her head and sat up, taking the boy's hands in hers.
"What's wrong?" The boy asked, concerned. The girl smiled weakly and shook her head. The boy cocked an eyebrow and beckoned for the girl to explain.
"I can't kiss you." She said. Seeing the way the boy was looking at her, she gave him a kiss on the cheek and swung her legs off the end of the bed and continued. "I'm already seeing someone. It wouldn't be right." She put her head in her hands and heard her bedroom door close with a small snap. She sighed and returned to look out of her bedroom window before spotting something that looked out of place on the white backdrop.
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Draco shivered under his cloak and pulled the collar up in a desperate attempt to shield his ears from the fierce winter wind. It had started to snow and Draco badly wanted to light a fire but feared it would attract too much attention so he settled with his hot chocolate and fizzing wizzbees.
Getting ready to go home, he turned to walk to the large gate but felt a warm hand firm on his shoulder. He spun around to meet very dark eyes. The smile on the girl's face was enough to warm his entire body.
"I thought you weren't coming!" He whispered. She placed her hand on is cheek but winced at it's coldness. She beckoned him towards the house and he gratefully accepted.
"What about your family?" Draco asked, nervously. He knew her family didn't know bout them being together and was unsure of their reactions. She smiled.
"It doesn't matter. They've just gone out and they'll be quite a while; they've gone Christmas shopping. I'm home alone." Draco breathed a sigh of relief and welcomed the warmth of the house. The girl peeled off his wet cloak and left it by the fireplace to dry. She then sat on the sofa with Draco, who was warming up nicely with fresh hot chocolate and a warm cookie. The girl snuggled into him, warming him up considerably and he kissed her gently on the forehead.
"I love you Draco." The girl said, closing her eyes to the sound of his heartbeat.
"I love you too Ginny."
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A/N J'ai fini. P. More to come soon (hopefully)