She didn't even stop trimming her rose bush as I barely entered the room. She slowly turned to face me before returning to her task at hand.

"Who are you with this time darling? Some young stallion who I introduced you to while you visited for lunch the other day in Italy? Some young aspiring artist from Paris? Some dancer from London? Who is it Draco, I've lost count as to how many fictional lovers you've acquired."

She removed her gloves slowly as she caressed one last rose before turning to face me and leaning against her work bench. Her tone let me know she was finished with my antics.

"Darling, I can't keep doing this. If you'll excuse me I must prepare myself for dinner, a dinner with Mr. Potter. Are you going to join us? Perhaps your date canceled? If not, I suggest you remain in your room or go back to your flat. I won't partake in your stupidity any longer. That young man is not some shiny trophy Draco Lucius, do you understand me? The one who ends up with him will be one lucky wizard. Make up your mind."

I watched as she left in a swirl of her dress. The resounding click of the door closing echoed in the conservatory and I just stood there. According to the lies I've made my mother spread, I get around—nine lovers in a span of two months. A while later I heard the bell, signaling the arrival of a guest. I made my way to the entrance hall, standing in the shadows. I watched as my mother gracefully swept down the stairs and as Harry offered her his hand to assist her with the last step. She smiled.

"Good evening Cissy."

"Harry, how are you dear? Have you fina—"

Their conversation was lost as she led him into the sitting room. I followed, deciding to stay. I peeked through the cracked door, a smile was on his face as my mother handed him his favorite drink—pumpkin juice.

"I could only imagine the patience yo—oh, Draco, I thought you had left."

I stood in the doorway.

"I'm not interrupting am I?"

Harry took a drink as my mother shook her head, waving me into the room.

"Nonsense love, Harry and I were just catching up. I thought you had left, perhaps something I said changed your mind?"

"Did your date cancel? You seemed so quick to leave earlier, at first I thought I had offended you, but you know Molly, I couldn't return upstairs empty handed."

Her eyes danced with amusement, she knew I lied to get away from the man who had yet to turn and face me. The smile on her face was lethal and if the small chuckle from Harry was anything to go by, I had no idea what I had just gotten myself into.

"Well, while he decides what he's going to tell us, you were telling me about books."

She smiled at him again.

"Oh right, I figure I'll go into the muggle world, they don't really know me there and I like the privacy I'll get. Plus Luna asked for help and I can't pass up the opportunity to work with one of my favorite people."

I didn't know that.

"Are you going to stay in the flat or are you going to live in muggle London as well?"

London? He was going to leave?

"Not for a little while. I plan on finalizing a few things here and there, tie up some loose ends and when I feel I'm done, I'll make the move. I've been looking around for places and I've found one I'm content with. It's just two blocks from the shop too. Luna will be living above the shop, it's a two bedroom place, she offered me the spare but I told her I couldn't intrude in her life any more than I would be working with her."

"When were you going to tell me this?"

My mother smirked at me and Harry finally faced me, his face full of mild shock. I felt my cheeks redden in embarrassment. I hadn't meant to sound like and affronted lover—it just happened.

"When you were at the flat next, I was actually planning on talking to you about it today but you obviously had important obligations so I was going to wait. Don't you think it's about time we go our separate ways Draco? We've lived together the past two and a half years. Don't get me wrong, you're a great person to live with, but you know, you're dating around, I'm not dating, we're at two different spots right now."

How can he sound so carefree about this? Did he not realize what this news was doing to me? No, of course, I've never told him. I forced a smile.

"That's great! I didn't know you wanted to sell books though, Luna will appreciate the help I'm sure. She'll get a kick out of the muggles too. I'm actually feeling a bit ill; I'll be in my old room. Excuse me."

I stood and left the room and raced up to my old room. Closing the door behind me and then throwing myself on the bed. I felt myself blush in shame as my eyes watered. Why did he have to get under my skin like he has? Why did he have to penetrate my heart to it's deepest depths and claim it for his without even knowing?

"Draco?"

I froze, arms wrapped around my pillow, he was in my room. I didn't respond, just let out a shaky breath. I heard his approaching footsteps.

"Are you alright? Did your lover hurt you?"

I felt him sit behind me and rub my back. I threw all caution to the wind, I sat myself up, threw myself at him and pinned him beneath me. My hair fell into my face as my eyes met his curious green ones—eyes I could see myself in.

"I lied. There's never been anyone because none compare to you."

The last thing I saw before I left him once again, was shock in his wide green eyes. With a crack I was gone.