A/N: To ThatPandaYouKnow
His dark eyes are looking at you, and you look away. You can't face him. You can't tell him, but you also have a feeling that he already knows.
He always know.
You don't know how, and you don't care, you just enjoy it.
But it makes it all so much harder. And you just want to run from all of it, and you want to take him with you.
You hope, oh how you hope, that you can do so when all of this is over. Or maybe even before. Maybe when you have done this. Done this task which you wanted to tell him about tonight.
You couldn't get a word over your lips, and you were ashamed. A Malfoy didn't fear, a Malfoy didn't care.
But oh hoe you cared, and wasn't that exactly why you hoped?
Hoped that the two of you could still be friends, hoped that all of this would work out just fine, hoped that none of you would be harmed, hoped that you would succeed, hoped they wouldn't touch him, wouldn't ruin him, just like they did to you.
And oh you regretted that you ever listened to them, ever trusted them, ever believed them.
But they gave you all you asked for, and they raised your hopes for the future. And they broke all the hope you had ever had.
It wasn't how they promised, but they liked it.
You didn't.
But they hadn't broken you. They hadn't crushed you. They had pushed you, and you fell, not even sure that they noticed, and he caught you. He gave you new hope and you knew, you hoped, that he wouldn't break it.
They couldn't.
They could try, and they would, but as you felt strong arms pull you into a hug and a soft voice, whispering,
"I know", "I know, and I don't care, and it will be alright, it will all be alright"
you knew they couldn't touch you. You had him, and he wouldn't leave you.
And your hopes were raised, even though you had promised yourself, forbidden it to happen, that your hopes raised.
And you didn't mind.
You didn't mind at all, because he wouldn't let you fall, and if you did either way, he would be there to catch you.