drinny! just experimenting with the formatting. like it? don't like it? (i won't care either way jsyk)


there are things we can't unknow.

for example.

once a blood traitor always a blood traitor

and yet.

you find that the softness her fingers tangled with yours is not a repulsive feeling. they are small and warm and strong and just fine without you. you know that.

but there is something about the way she hesitates when she speaks that you find reassuring, something about the stuttering and stumbling over your name, the syllables clinging onto her tongue. mal…malfoy…?... draco.

draco.

she called you draco.


there are things we can't forget.

such as.

the way he looked at you that day in diagon alley. utter disdain with a cold mercurial gaze. disapproval.

and yet.

when he leans down to kiss you it's as if he's trying to apologize. you wonder if he knows that his lips are shaking. you wonder if he knows you know.

and when he pulls back he cannot help but smile. it's genuine and happy and real, and you treasure his vulnerability like a gift he didn't mean to bestow. like the beat of your heart against your ribs. like the breathless whisper of your name in his mouth.

he called you ginny.


there are things that will cease to matter entirely.

one day.

maybe not today, but one day, these things we hold onto will crumble into nothingness. one day these memories will be replaced.

he will look at her like she is a queen. he will kiss her without fear because he will know that she is his completely. names will roll off their tongues in waves, relentless and confident, but still able to catch them by surprise.

she will caress his scars with tenderness, though careful not to inflate his ego. she will break him down and try (and sometimes fail) to build him up.

one day there will be words that can't be unsaid, that will leave them with cracked exteriors and open hearts, bleeding and bruised and beautiful. they will crash against each other's shorelines, making tidal waves out of a few drops in an endless ocean, and then they will wash each other clean.

there will be words like love and family and will you? and maybe… maybe.

one day.