Disclamer: I don't own Harry Potter...yet! I will. Just give me time, and I will. I just need to give J.K Rowling like what... $100,000,000,000? I mean I only need like $99,999,999,999 more! (if you noticed.. its only a dollar.) Only Character that I own is Alexis Briggs, and Kathryn(whos not here yet.) R&R! .
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"Alexis?" I saw a hand in front of my face. It was Draco. 'Yep, still in the same place.' I sighed, knowing now that I really dozed off when it came to that memory.
"Err... Sorry?" I said looking at him awkwardly.
"Where were you? The last thing you said was Yes and then you just kinda blanked out." He said looking at me with slight worry. Showing emotions now are we Draco?
"I just thought of a bad memory." I shuddered.
"What was it?" He looked concerned. Don't show too many emotions Draco you might kill yourself.
"I fell off a bike." I replied quickly. Looking the opposite way and cursing in my head. 'DAMNIT THAT WAS STUPID.' I thought.
"That was a long doze for something like that." He said looking skeptical. "I know some muggle things, and it wasn't a memory of falling off a bike." He stated crossing his arms.
"Fine, just this whole summer came crashing down on me." I rushed, feeling a sense of relief come over me. 'Whoa, don't just blab everything out. Ever hear of self-control?'
"What happened, you can tell me you know. I'm not that mean to go and talk about other people's secrets." He told me, looking...honest?
"I was just ignored by my wonderful father yet again. Just now even more then usual because my mother died. She was the only thing connecting my father and I together, really." I said a tear coming down my face. Draco reached up to wipe it away, but I got there first, and wiped it quickly away. Ashamed that I let somebody, besides Harry, know how I felt. Draco, put his hand down, but then softly grabbed one of mine. Taking me by shock.
"You'll be okay. You're a strong individual." He said, gently squeezing my hand. Did a cold bastard just compliment me, and is he holding my hand? Oh shit. I am in trouble.
"Th-Thanks." I studdered. Tears were threating to come out. I blinked my eyes quickly, a couple times. I didn't want to look weaker then I already was.
"Whats the other thing you need to tell me? You're trying to hide it." He asked, reading me like a book.
"The next thing I say. Don't take it offensively, okay?"
"Just tell me it."
"Agree first." I persisted, stubbornly.
"Fine. I won't. Happy?" He asked sarcastically.
"I-I-I'm...I'm. No, wait." I said tripping over my words. He sighed. "I have to errm.. I-I mean we-we have to get married." I said barely above a whisper. Draco choked on thin air, making me feel a whole lot better.
"You have to.. We what? No wait, I..." He trailed off, looking to the side. "Why haven't my parents tole me about this?" He asked, coldly.
"I-I-I don't know. You think I know? My father just told me that everyone thought it would be better if I told you." I stumbled, word after word. Nervous of how bad this was going to get.
"And what? You just agreed? Daddy's little girl didn't want to get daddy offended that you have a voice?" He asked sarcastically.
"No, Sorry I just didn't want to be beat to death. Besides, you tell me. You're supposed to be momma's little boy, why didn't she tell you?" I replied, just as harsh.
"I am not a mommas little boy, and I don't know why she wouldn't tell me." He yelled getting in my face.
"Oh sorry, Mommas big boy then." I yelled just as loud and got in his face too. He actually looked taken aback, but recovered from the look.
"You actually think you can stand up to me?" He asked in a deathly low tone.
"Yes, as a matter of fact I think I can." I said as equally low and deadly. He smirked. The bastard smirked. I then slapped him, and quickly stood up, and moved out of the way. My hand stung because of the impact, I knew Draco's face felt even worst.
His hand automatically went up to his face, and he snapped his head in my direction. "Just remember Alexis, you are going to be my wife. I can get you back." He growled. After hearing that I ran.
I ran quickly to where ever my feet could take me, and quickly.
I knew I couldn't go back to the common room, he'd most likely be there waiting for me. I couldn't go see Harry, because he'd A.) Kill Draco. B.) Get upset at the fact of how Draco reacted. and C.) His friends hate my guts. I had no safe zone anymore. Nothing could protect me anymore. By knowing that fact, I started to cry. I didn't realize where I was going, until I saw that I was running towards the dungeons. I tried to stop myself, but only succeeded in tripping down the stairs, and landing with a thud. Right on my face. I then felt blood trickle down my face. I felt the trail to see where it was coming from, and it just happened to be from my nose.
"Shit." I muttered. "Shitshitshitshitshit." I repeated over and over again and again. I said the password for the stupid portrait, which was dementor. How delightful. I then ran up the girl's common room steps and ran into the bathroom, only to hear shrieks from Pansy, and a few of her other fat friends that worshiped Draco. 'You're bleeding!" One of them yelled.
"Thanks. You didn't think I realized this factor by now?" I screamed at them, washing most of the blood off my hands and then my face. I then quickly balled up some toilet paper, and held it tightly to my nose. I then ran down the stairs again, and out through the portrait, and there was my nightmare. Staring at me, with a disgusted look.
"Can't go bloody anywhere without trying to kill yourself?" He asked me. I shot him a death glare, only to get myself shoved up against a wall. "Don't waste your time trying to scare me Alexis. It won't work." He said in a low tone again.
"I'm not trying to scare you, now let me go so I can get this fixed." I said, noticing blood coming through the toilet paper. A situation that I never wanted to be caught in, was just lived. Draco pulled out his wand and pointed it at me.
"Take off the tissue for a second." He said. I shook my head no. "I said take it off." He said more firmly. I reluctantly put it down. He looked at my nose for about a second. "Its not broken, you probably just bumped it a little to hard." He said, and he muttered a spell, and I felt my nose clog up, but I was still able to breath.
"What did you do?" I asked, crumbling up the tissue. Not realizing how stupid that sounded.
"Stopped the bleeding." He replied shortly. I gave him a weird look and he must have noticed. "I'd never kill you," He said, moving so he wasn't pinning me against the wall anymore. "Just severely hurt you." He said harshly.
"Thank-you, and of course." I sneered. "You'd never want me dead, seeing as though I am going to be your wife." I shot at him.
"No, I just wouldn't want to have that on my mind. You know like a guilty conscience." He shot back. I felt myself frown. "Well, until that time comes I better enjoy you." He said wrapping an arm around my waist.
"Get off of me." I growled.
He tightened his grip on me. "Remember who you are dealing with." He whispered into my ear. He said the password, and we walked in.
"Should I play happy too?" I asked being sarcastic.
"Thats like asking if my name's Draco Malfoy." He replied, with a smirk that when he turned his head turned into a smile.
"Oh wonderful." I whispered. I then smiled, or tried to. I then felt his other hand tug on my hand, and put my arm around his waist. Ugh. I wanted to die at that very spot. He kept his hand on top of mine, and intertwined our fingers.
I looked up at him. "I hate you." I muttered. I knew he understood me too.
"What was that love?" He asked loudly, so everyone in the common room turned around to face us. He put on a fake smile
I scowled at him, but then put on an equally fake smile. "I said I love you." I forced the words out.
"Well, I love you too." He said kissing the top of my head. He made it sound like he ment it, unlike me on the other hand. I guess it was just all the practice he had with all the Slytherin girls. Everyone in the common room just turned around and minded their own business, or at least tried to. We then walked up to the boys dorm. There was a whisper here and there from some of the people downstairs, as he closed the door. When we got to his bed he pushed me down on it. I landed with a soft thump.
"I meant what I said down there." He said throwing off his robe. I had a questionable look in my face.
"What that you love me?" I laughed. He looked back at me with a glare that shut me up.
"No, that I could care less if you died, just at least if I didn't do it." He said nonchalantly.
"Then what about the crap you told me that you cared about me?" I asked defensively.
"I meant that too. I care about you, but to an extent." He said folding his robe now. Neat freak.
"You can't pick just one, huh?" I asked, a little too roughly. He then placed his hands on his bed, right by my sides.
"No, I can't, if you have a problem with that, tough." He said, moving forward with each word, and making me move back, to where it was hard to me to not collapse. He smirked at my response. He then got up and sat on the side of his bed, starting to take off his shoes.
"You're such an asshole." I said looking to the side that he was on. He looked over at me, and smirked.
"You're such a bitch. Now we're even" We then locked eyes, and he leaned to my side, and I leaned back towards him. Our lips were less then a centimeter apart, and then he sealed it. I deepened it, and we kissed for about 10 seconds until we both realized who each other was. We both broke the extremely passionate kiss by standing up.
"You took advantage of me!" We both yelled at each other, pointing fingers. He then broke our eye contact by looking quickly towards the side, but then looking back. His pale face, slightly adding color each second. My pink cheeks were probably a nice rosy color. He then smirked, but smirked...sweetly? No, something must have been wrong with my vision. I then smiled slightly.
"I hate you." I said smiling a little bigger.
"It apparently doesn't look or feel that way." He smiled, walking over to me. Yep, something was wrong with my vision. He couldn't have been smiling. Malfoys' don't smile.
"The same goes back to you." I shot back at him, smiling wildly.
"It'll pass." He said pushing a strand of hair out of my face.
"Really?" I questioned. "Is that why you are kissing me, and now sort of taking care of me by pushing hair out of my face?" I asked putting my hands on my hips.
"No, its just that one strand of hair was bothering me." He laughed, kissing the top of my head.
"Ever hear of Bi-Polar Disorder?" I laughed, walking away from him, but kicking off my shoes at the foot of the bed first.
"No, explain it to me." He said sarcastically watching me, and my every move.
"Well..." I said smiling, and walking over to the side of the bed and then sitting down on it, swinging my legs onto it. "I'll explain it later. After I take my nap." I said laying back onto his pillows.
"No, no, and no." He said walking over on the opposite side of me. "You are not sleeping on my bed. Go on your own." He said trying to push me off.
"Go and sleep on mine. this one is more comfy!" I said shaking my head and closing my eyes.
"The stairs fall out from under the guys feet." He replied coolly.
"Oh! Thats right." I said pretending to remember. "Darn. well, then I guess you have you have to stay here, and nap with me." I said snapping my fingers together.
"Alexis." He said, trying to sound serious.
"Draco." I said sounding serious.
"Fine, stay here." He said, climbing onto the bed too. "But I must warn you," He said turning on his side to face me. I opened my eyes and looked over at him. "what happens in this bed, stays in this bed." He joked.
"Ewwww." I said making a disgusted face. "So, all the things you've done with your other girlfriends is still here?" I asked trying to sound disgusted.
"No!" He laughed, and sighed shaking his head. "I wash my sheets." He smirked.
"Thats good at least." I said laughing.
"Besides, I haven't done anything that bad, yet." He looked at me when he said yet.
"Really? Rumors are that you've slept with a thousand girls." I said looking at him.
"Nope, you are really the only one that I have to share my bed with first. Weather it would be for sleeping, or other...things." He laughed.
"Ah, well thats a good thing." I said closing my eyes again. "I'm taking my nap now." I stated.
"How long should I let you sleep?" He questioned.
"Until I wake up." I laughed. I then felt him lie down right next to me.
"Okay, good. You don't have any dates tonight." He joked, putting an arm around me, and pulling me close. I fell fast asleep, quicker then usual too.
I awoke about an hour or so later to find Draco was sleeping still, on his back, and I was on my side. I watched him sleep for about 5 minutes and then I moved closer to him, and lifted up my head.
'He looks pleasant when he sleeps.' I thought. I then lightly place my hand on his face, and traced his lips with my thumb. After that, I then leaned in and lightly kissed him, and smiled. I pushed my hair behind my ears and then softly laid down resting my head on his shoulder, and putting an arm around him. I stayed awake, but had my eyes shut. About 10 minutes later I felt him put his arm around me once again. He then slightly leaned his head on me, and I smiled. He stayed like that until about 15 minutes later, when he finally woke up. I pretended to be asleep to see what he would do. He lifted his head slightly, making sure not to disturb me. He also moved my arm, and placed it by my side. He then rolled over to face me, but kept his arm where it was at. Letting the other one prop his head up to watch me. I heard him softly chuckle. I thought to myself that this wasn't real, he couldn't be treating me this nice. As soon as I was done thinking that, I felt Draco's lips on mine. He actually was like that for a long time, I had to fight a strong urge to kiss him back. He then leaned back onto his hand. He then whispered, "I am sorry for the way I acted today, I shouldn't have said half the things I said." He said playing with my hair now. "But I can't take any of that back now. You probably think I hate you too." He said, his voice slightly breaking.
'NO WAY! Is he about to cry! Holy crap. If he does then now I would have seen everything.'
"I think I love you, but how can I tell you that?" A tear went down his face. "From the moment I met you, I thought you were the most beautiful person that I had ever seen." He said wiping away more tears. "I just act mean to you, just to show you that you can't let your guard down around me because I don't want to see you hurt. I'm afraid that I've already hurt you though." He said sighing.
'Alright, I've seen,and heard everything now. Draco? Saying sorry? What is this world coming to?'
"I have to stop crying." He muttered to himself, as he dried his eyes. "I don't want you to wake up and think I'm a pansy, although I know you wouldn't." He laughed, he then leaned down and kissed me one last time. "I love you." He whispered, as he slowly got up. I wanted to reach up and grab him and tell him that he can let his guard down around me and that he can trust me with everything, but yet...another strong urge I must resist. He then went into the bathroom and i heard the faucet turn on. I knew he was cleaning his face up. So i desisted this would be the perfect time to start 'waking up.' When he came out of the bathroom, about 10 minutes later, I opened my eyes slightly, and looked to see where he was. He was of course looking at me walking back to where I was. I opened my eyes, and looked around, but not at Draco first. When I made eye contact with him I smiled. He smiled back.
"Well, good morning." He said softly. "Or should I say good night?" He smirked.
I groaned, "You and that damn smirk." But then smiled, and stretched out. "How'd you sleep?"
"Pretty good. No need in asking you, you look quite refreshed." He joked. "I know you just woke up, but dinner is going to be ready in 5 minutes." He said putting on his robe that was neatly folded on his nightstand.
"Go ahead and eat without me." I said moving my hand in a shoo-ing motion.
"No, Alexis. You're coming with, I don't want you to be hungry." He said, walking over to my side and sticking out his hand. I took it, and he pulled me up gently. We then walked down the stairs into an empty common room. He sighed heavily, but didn't let go of my hand. We walked out of the common room, and up the dungeon stairs.
Breaking the semi-awkward silence, I asked, "Are we going out?"