"I'll be no trouble!" I tried to reason with Draco's parents. "I'll help out around the house. Like, cleaning and stuff."
They were still looking at me. And it was obvious what they were looking at.
"I'll dye my hair." I suggested.
"No!" Draco said, pulling me tighter against him. "The hair is fine." Then he turned his towards me and whispered in my ear. "You don't need to change. You're already too perfect." I smiled at him and he kissed me quickly on the lips. I blushed and turned back around to his parents.
"I could get some new cloths as well."
"I might have some that will fit you, until we can get your own cloths." Draco's mother, Narcissa, offered.
"Thank you." I smiled at Narcissa. To my astonishment, she smiled back.
"And I'll over up the freckles, if you want?"
"NO!" Draco said very loudly and firmly. "Don't change."
We stared, lost, in each others eyes, totally forgetting that his parents were watching. Someone coughed and we immediately snapped back into reality.
After a while, I had to leave the room because Draco's parents wanted to talk to him in privet. I sat silently on the stairs and listened quietly.
"We can't let her stay." Lucius Malfoy hissed.
"Why not?" Draco asked curtly.
"She's a Weasley! Think of what it will do to our reputation!"
"Our reputation is already ruined anyway." Draco pointed out. "Besides, you don't understand. She not a Weasley. Not anymore. She gave up everything, he family, home, friends, for me. Why should I not do the same?"
"Someone will find out."
"They already have." Lucius groaned.
"We have to."
"No we don't! Is she pushing you into this?"
"NO!" Draco exclaimed.
"She doesn't have anywhere else to go." Narcissa said quietly, it was the first time she'd spoken in this conversation.
After a little more reasoning, Narcissa asked to quickly speak to Draco in privet.
"Do you really love her?"
"More than anything."
"Are you sure she's right for you?"
"Positive."
"Then I trust you to make the right decision."
"Do you think she should stay?" Draco asked.
Narcissa paused. "I'll supported you, if this is your final decision."
"Of course. She has to stay."
Then, Narcissa asked to speak to Lucius alone to try and convert him into letting me stay. Draco hurried out of the room, sat down, and pulled me onto his lap. He rested his lips on the back of my neck and I leaned back onto him slightly.
"You're staying. No matter what. I'll make sure of it." He whispered. I smiled, and, suddenly, it didn't matter that I was in an old, kinda creepy house. That I would probably be almost as unwanted here as I would've been if I were at home. My old home. All that mattered was that I was with Draco. We could be living anywhere. We could have me money. We could have no one else we care about in this world. As long as he loved me, that's all I needed. I realised that, no matter what, I would always be there. I climbed into a kneeling position on his lap and pressed my lips against his. His arms moved protectively around me and my hands moved to his chest. This might have lasted a while, if we hadn't heard the door open. I quickly pulled away.
It was Narcissa, although Lucius was no where in sight.
She said to me sweetly; "Why don't you go and choose a room from upstairs?" and she told Draco to help me.
Lucius Malfoy was determined that mine and Draco's bedrooms should at least be two floors apart. He tried to put me in the smallest room in the whole house. Well, no room was really small in Malfoy Manor.
Narcissa gave me a room just across the hall from Draco's. When I first walked into my new bedroom, I was amazed. I'd shared a bedroom, which was big enough for one person only, with Ginny all my life, so getting my own room was a big thing in itself. But it was huge. About seven meter log and three meters high. The carpet was a light lilac colour, and the walls a perfect shade of ivory. A huge four-poster bed, that's duvet and sheets were a perfect shade of white, stood by the far wall directly in front of me. A single leather armchair stood in the corner of the room with a scarlet velvet cushion sitting on top of the seat. A huge oak bookcase that was stuffed full with ancient, thick and dusty books had been pushed up against the wall either side of me. It didn't look like I would ever read any of the books. Shelves were attached to the wall directly in front of me and they had ornament and other valuables and decoration arranged on them. A wooden desk, also at the walls either side of me, held an ink well and a beautiful white goose feather quill. A stack of parchment also lay in a bundle on the desk. It also had a small draw underneath the table part of the desk with a huge and heavy metal handle. The handle had moving eyes, so I didn't touch it. The window was a little dirty at the sides, but I wasn't bothered. It was at least a whole meter wide, and about the same in height. I looked up to see a chandelier that looked like it was made from... Diamonds? Wow. This was considered a spear room to them!? It was a palace to me! A bed-side table made entirely from stone was holding a lamp that was carved from beautiful black stone, which was strung around it in chains. I sighed contently. However awkward I felt in this house, I loved my 'bedroom' so much that I never wanted to leave this room. I kept having odd flash-backs of mine and Ginny's room. There was literally only room for both our single beds and a wardrobe stuffed with out cloths, with only a little floor space. I didn't dare touch anything, in case I damaged it or harmed anything, so I just stood in the doorway.
"Do you like it?" Draco crept up behind me and whispered in my ear. I didn't answer. I just spun round in his arms and warped mine around his neck. I kissed him long and hard.
"It's perfect. I love it!"
So that's the end :)
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