The Way He Kisses Me

Chapter 4

Harry POV:

I woke early that morning and took a glimpse at the sky. It was the perfect morning for flying. I changed my clothes and rushed to the door. My bags were already waiting at the door and I was ready for the flight to Malfoy Manor. As I stepped out the door, the cool morning breeze rushed upon my face. Oh, the sweet air. It was going to be a good day, I thought as I mounted my broom and felt my feet suddenly leave the ground.

Upon arrival to the Malfoy Manor, I noticed something. All the blinds were drawn and there were no lights on. Oh no! Wait, stay calm, you don't know anything yet. I knocked on the door and waited. Silence. I rang the door bell. Silence. Damn. Now what was I supposed to do? I had no idea where Draco was, and I only had till tomorrow to figure it out. I sat down on the grass and put my head in my hands out of despair.

I was about to go home and give up on Draco altogether, when I heard a small voice.

"Ahem. Are you looking for Draco Malfoy?" I looked down to see a small, female creature. I recognized her to be to be the Malfoy's new house elf

"Yes, I am," I said, "Do you know where he is?" I started to feel hopeful again.

"Yes, I know where he is. He is at the Bloomingdale Manor with his fiancé. Are you Harry Potter?" I stood up and went to my broom.

"Ya, that's me. Thank you for the help!" I started to leave when I heard her continue, "Wait! I heard them talking! You need to stop him from getting married! I won't tell you why, but he is in danger if he gets married to Miss Rosemary! Hurry! GO NOW!"

I said thank you again and speed off. This was all I needed to kick start me into action. I not only needed to prevent my only love from being married to someone else, I needed to save his life from his fiancé! The wind blew my hair in a frenzy around my face, but it didn't matter. I'm coming Draco, I thought, just hold on.

Draco POV:

During dinner, I couldn't help but think something was wrong. The Bloomingdale's seemed to act really funny. Whenever I entered a room with them talking, they would suddenly stop. I probably would have cared if I wasn't so depressed. I spent most of my time thinking about Harry. Imagining his face. Running a hand through his dark, unruly hair. Kissing his soft, delicious lips…..The only time that I wasn't thinking about him, was when I was thinking of ways to avoid my future wife.

Our parents had decided to hold the wedding at the Manor. They were going to have the ceremony in the backyard, and the after-party in the living room. It was a good thing that the living room was huge because they were planning on having lots of guests. After the wedding, they would have to decide on the honeymoon. Oh crap…… I will never live through tomorrow. Knowing how bad I feel right now, I wouldn't be surprised if I died during the ceremony