Chapter 7 - Peanutbrain

Waking up in my own bed with birds happily chirping outside and the sun shining in my eyes, I noticed someone standing in the shadows. I held my head crooked wondering who it was. Draco came walking out of the shadows with a glare on his face. My face still hadn't taken a form of emotion on it.

'Good morning Draco.' He kept coming closer, walking over to my side of the bed and taking my chin in his hand roughly. He tilted my head to the other side and I'm sure he saw the hickey I told Richard not to make.

'Girls day, huh? Why am I not suprised that you went to that bastard.' Fury raged through my body as I ripped my head from his grip.

'He's not a bastard, you must be talking about yourself!' He threw his hands into the air in rage.

'Because I tried to make our relationship work? Because I didn't cheat on you the moment I heard we got engaged? I even went to talk to Blaise, while he hates me! He told me that you fell out of love with me. And this is a clear evidence that I'm not a bastard, you're just a bitch!' This hurt me, even though it came out of his mouth.

'Leave my room, Malfoy.' The glare on my face didn't keep me from letting the tears fall from my eyes.

'What? You think you have control over me? Let's say this, when I tell my father you went to that scumbag instead of talking things out with me, you'll be in big trouble.' My eyes softened hearing that, I didn't want Lucius and Narcissa to know about this.

'Please don't tell them.' He knew that they were my weak spot, he knew how much I cared for them.

'Then you'll just have to listen to me. 1. You're going to break of that silly thing you call a relationship with Richard. 2. Are grounded for the rest of the week, which includes no guests over. And 3. You sleep in the same bed as I, so I know you don't try to cheat on me again.' Tears flowed from my cheeks and I angrily agreed with his proposals.

'I'll see you in my room then, within the hour if its possible.' He left with the same angry look as with which he entered, I only felt worse about myself. I felt like a slut.

The note I just sent to Richard was sweet and apologizing, I hope he understands what the Malfoys mean to me, excluding Draco. When I walked into my closet, I saw clothes being transported by a maid I didn't know, who smiled at me. One of the few things remaining was a pair of ripped jeans and a black tanktop that I took from the topshelf. Draco shouldn't expect me to wear designer clothing when I have comfortable jeans available. I walked inside the bathroom, happy to see that this room was still intact. I took a quick shower, not bothering to smell sweet or exotic, Draco had to do it with my sportshampoo and its evergreen scent. After pulling on the pair of comfy clothing, I decided that I might as well just walk on my bare feet, not like I would catch a cold in Draco's room. His floor even had heating, which was just another of his stupid ideas.

'Knock knock.' Knowing Draco would be even more pissed with me if I didn't knock, which I still didn't, I wanted to joke around and see the results. He was adjusting his black button-up shirt when he saw me walk in and rose his eyebrows at my pants.

'You didn't say formal occassion.' I rolled my eyes and sat on his bed with my head resting on my hands. To simply say it, I was already bored and I didn't know what he had up his sleeve now.

'Dont look so smug, I didn't do anything bad to you.' Rolling my eyes, I decided to go back to ignoring him.

'Yet.' He gave me a small glare for saying that but let it lay aside. He sat behind me, moving my hair at the side so he could give me a massage. In the past I would've liked it and just hung on his body, but now I was being stubborn and kept sitting there. I must say though, his hands still know how to make me relax.

'I know I've been stupid, acting like that, but I'm a guy what can you expect?' This was the lamest excuse ever, I crawled away from him and just stared at him. What had I found so addictive before that I gave my body to him at least once a day. He was muscled and skinny, a good combination if you weren't too muscled. He knew how to dress himself, his half-wet hair hanged slightly in front of his icy grey eyes, which any other girl would've found attractive, if she didn't know the things I knew about him. No, not attractive at all. He just sat there too, wondering why I was glaring at him and not even looking away for a second or two to think. Tears began to fall again but I just sat there watching him. Draco wanted to say something, but he saw in my gaze that I wasn't waiting on a conversation. I don't want to fall to pieces in front of him, just sit and stare at him, tears rolling even faster than first and he better not try to talk to me. I don't want to talk about it.

I was grounded, how childish. Not leaving the room under any circumstances and just sit there in case he might find it funny to throw me off the balcony if I moved. Draco had been whining after a full half hour of my staringcontest. Okay, he had lost it the first minute, but the real thing started only after a half hour. I knew that I would never get over him, I don't know why I took Richard as my rebound, it was a stupid idea. I would never be able to love again, feel happy or kiss someone and mean it.

'Come back here.' He patted the space in front of him, he said he wanted to continue my massage, but I'm a stubborn bitch. Why do you think I was in Gryffindor back at Hogwarts? To think of it, I think I might find a job there, though Draco would be whining again. I don't really care about that, Hogwarts was my home, no matter how I felt. At any other place I could just commit suicide, just like that.

'Can I be excused?' I was going to be so polite that he was going to wish that I was back to the bitch I originally am.

'What?' I rolled my eyes again, agitating him.

'I need to pee, peanutbrain.' Forget about it, he was too stupid to handle. But it was funny how he was trying to keep all the anger in and not laugh at the same time because of how stupid that sounded.

'Just go.' I stood up, stuck out my tongue at him and went in search for the bathroom. He had a whole appartment to himself, no wonder Blaise claimed that Draco could survive in here.

'I can't find your bathroom.' He errupted from the shadows, like he had been following me.

'I thought you wouldn't, it's right here.' He opened the door, walking to the toilet so he could fix his own problem, not that I want to see that. I rolled my eyes and turned around, I wasn't going to run out of here, I wasn't that childish you know... Okay I am, but he doesn't have to know! I leant on the wall, hearing him finally flushing the toilet. I heard water streaming so I peaked to see that he was undressing himself to go into the shower. He had time for that while I was busy and still he picks a moment like this to shower. Do I need to remind you that he believes that a shower shouldn't have a showercurtain or a wall to make sure others wouldn't see you? No, he had a glass wall and I could see him naked if I wanted. If I wanted. Which I don't. He was aiming at me to stare at him, to act like one of his whores and just jump in with him. No way, I'm not a whore... though he made me feel that way back in my room. I heard him shut the door of the shower, now I was save to pee without him pulling me in with him, while I was still wearing clothes. He believed that it was funny to do that to people, I've been a victim of that little joke far too many times.

Why was his hair half-wet back when I entered his room? He had probably showered... then why did he do it again in front of me? Don't ask me, I'm just a silly girl which is playing a game called "ignore peanutbrain". Yes that's my new nickname for him and he didn't like it any more after I called him that while pointing at his dick. Guys do think with their dicks... it's a very easy thing to understand. When you have guys, you have a penis and a brain, but they both need blood and the heart can't give both blood at the same time. Guys almost never use their brains... unless they've been castrated. Ouch.

'Stop ignoring me.' I was tapping my knees in a certain rhythm that came to mind.

'....' He growled playfully and before I knew it he was straddling me and holding my hands above my head. I turned my face away when he tried to press his lips on mine, but he knew better than to give up. He started kissing up my neck, to my jawline and hoped to kiss me on the lips before I turned my face away again. I'm always in on his games, so I turned him over and saw him smirking up at me. He thought he had won, but I'm strong and I won't give up easily to an arrogant bastard. I rolled away from him and stepped off the bed to sit in front of it on the ground.

'You ruined the fun we could've had.' He started playing with my hair and then put his arms over my shoulder, sliding off the bed himself to end up right behind me. He got what he wanted first, he was able to go back at massaging me.

'....' I went back at tapping my knees.

'And I'm still going to play with you, even when you ignore me.' I started relaxing and felt myself give in and fall into him. Those massages always helped me back up after a stressful period. When I fell against his chest, he stopped massaging me and just placed his arms around my waist.

'It doesn't feel right when you're not with me you know?' It almost sounded like he had emotions, which I didn't believe for one second.

'.....' My mouth was aching to speak but I refused to give up. Draco put his head on my shoulder and looked at my face. I was just looking at the floor, thinking. He took my shins in his hands and brought me back to a little ball that he could lift so we would be back up the bed. There he sat against the headboard and just let his fingers slide through my soft, long, brown hair. I guess he won this time, but not me. I wasn't a trophy taken but won. That's what he needed to do, his best to win me once again. I didn't want him to... I wanted Richard.

'How long do you think you can stay mad at me?' Cat got your tongue? Ask an annoying question, he knew me too well.

'As long as I want.' I knew he was smirking, he was smirking in victory because he got me to talk to him.

'And I'm going to make you feel as miserable as you made me feel.' I tried to get up, but he pulled me back, snaking his hands back around my waist.

'Where do you think of going?' I growled at him dangerously.

'I'm hungry, I need food to live you know.' He took my hand, letting me get up but not without him. Without letting go of my hand, he guided my down and to think that I already know the road downwards.

'So I guess I'm not going to be able to go somewhere off alone?' I tried to pull my hand from his grip, but it didn't work that well.

'No.' Groaning I let him slur me along.

'Could you pass me the butter, peanutbrain?' I pointed at it and saw him glare at me.

'If you stop calling me that.' I shrugged casually.

'Sure, bastard.' He squeezed my hand slightly, warning me that I would be hurt if I continued this.

'Butter please.' He shoved the butter to my side, where I put it on my toast. I wasn't feeling that hungry, but I needed to eat enough to soothe my stomach. It has been angry at me for a while, cause I keep forgetting to eat all the time. If Richard and Trisha hadn't pushed me into eating something, I might've forgotten all about it.

'Orange juice?' He held a glass of orange juice in front of my face which I took, why not. It was that or drinking water. In the morning I prefer not to drink anything warm and when I drink milk I feel sick. Maybe I should use that to make him feel miserable. But I know that he knows that I can't stand milk, so I'm not able to try it... Thinking of feeling sick remembered me of my morning sickness, had it just stopped like that? It was a bit strange.

'Done? Good.' With his wand in his right hand he made his and my food float in the air, while pulling me to the livingroom with his left hand.

Draco was still in the dressingrooms changing to his swimmingtrunks. I was already swimming around slowly, happy that I finally got to do something without his hand leading me to him. If it had been a year ago, I wouldn't have thought of it and just followed him. I was a stupd ditz back there... I heard Draco get in with a splash, before he surfaced right in front of me.

'Going anywhere?' He took my waist and brought me to the cave I and Loren had been hiding for him before. He brought us in the same situation as back then, except that Loren wasn't here today. To think of it I haven't seen her at all.

'What happened to Loren?' He tried to ignore my question, but saw I was determined to know.

'My father fired her after she accidently tried to clean one of his painting with a wet cloth. She's from France, did you know? This was her first job and she ruined it.' I smirked, hoping that Loren ended up with a better family.

'At least she learned not to clean a painting with something wet.' He was snaking his hands up from the outside of my legs. I quickly slapped them away, I didn't want him doing that to me. I didn't want to fall into him again. I already had a first strike, when it reaches three, I'm out.

'Why do you keep pushing me away? You know you want me.' He tried again and again, till I didn't hit him any more any time he tried.

'See, you're already giving in to me. Why fight if you know you can't win?' My mind went back to Richard, was he alright?

'Because I have a reason to fight and I can win.' I pushed him away from me totally and started to swim out of the cave. I knew he would be following me soon, thinking this was all just a little game of mine, but it really wasn't. I wanted to keep it out a whole lot longer before my body would be his again. The second strike can't be until a few months from the first. I'm not going to let him win this.

The following months he kept trying, while I kept hitting him for touching me. Sometimes at dinner his parents would ask why he was all bruised, but he wouldn't say a thing. I just sat there with a grim face, smiling when Lucius or Narcissa talked to me. My stomach started to grow somewhat, the healer said I was okay and that the girl forming herself in my belly was very healthy. Still 22 weeks to go till she was going to be born and I already felt like a balloon. Still I really wanted to have her and Draco's hands could never get too close before I turned away from him. The pregnancy made my body make more hormones, making me even more bi-polar than before. Draco got a good portion of it every day, still he didn't give up on me. It was so strange, it almost looked like he cared for me...

'Caroline?' I shook my head.

'No, no, no.' We... I was deciding on a name and Draco felt like he could interfere me with it.

'Then you suggest something...' He was signing some forms that servants came to bring. In a week our wedding would be and everything was getting hectic and stressed out. Narcissa tried to help out a bit too much, which ended up in me taking it all over from her. There was one thing she was helping me with though, today we would be going to Twillfit and Tattings to get my weddingdress made. She firstly proposed that we should go to one of those bridal shops, but I want a handmade dress, one that no one will ever wear except me... or my daughter if she likes it when she grows up. Then you had Draco bugging me with the colors, he wanted it dark, black and green. But I always refused when he came up with those two colors. After two months we've finally decided on red and white. Red because that what he got to choose from the light colors and white because I actually begged him for it.

'Well?' And now I was going to let him help to pick a name for our girl. I agreed on that only a few days ago when he was being a gentleman, I don't know where that came from. He took me out for dinner in a romantic place, I'm against romance but this was really sweet. There was a man planning on the piano and his wife standing next to him with a violin in her hands. They played some songs I remembered from my past and was surprised to know that Draco chose to remember those things. After dinner he took me to Venice, where we had a lovely gondola-ride and he proposed to me in a way he thought of more appropriate. I don't have a choice, I have to marry him anyway, but if I wanted to have someone propose to me, it would've been that way. The traditional on your knee proposal with a large crowd to clap and make me blush. I know, dramatic. But it's just something you only see in dreams or in books and it happened to me for real.

'Torrez then?' My mouth stood agape in shock.

'She's not a Spanish bull.' I know that was a bit harsh, but I was thinking and he was disrupting my thoughts.

'I think it should be Naomi.' Draco turned around with a small smile. He agreed with me, something we agreed on in a long time and then he has to smile like that. He sat next to me laying his hand on my belly and watching it rise slightly.

'I can't wait to see her.' And then he had to go all cute on me and say something like that. His head turned to me, kissing me on the lips softly before putting his arm around me and laying his head on mine. If Narcissa came in now she would squeal, drop everything in her hands and then run away to tell Lucius about it. Let's hope she doesn't barge in now. I was having a weak moment.