Very short chapter! Sorry everyone. Thank you for reading though. I'll try to update as soon as possible.
I paid no heed to Snape's warning of course. During class I sometimes felt like his eyes were boring holes into my skull, but when I looked up he was never looking at me. I guess I'm just paranoid.
Now that our relationship was public, Draco and I sat together in the classes we had and we proudly strutted the hallways at school with hands clasped. It was hard on both of us. I lost some friends, and the ones I still had seemed to fade away. Draco was getting a lot of shit from the other Slytherins. Apparently my only redeeming quality was that I'm a pureblood. Although I felt like punching someone every time the blood status thing was brought up, Draco always just squeezed my hand and restrained my fury. I finally learned a bit about how Draco would always bottle up his true self and put on a fake, stony face just to get by. It wasn't fun, and it wasn't easy.
The end of the school year was drawing near and I began to seriously worry about Draco. Ever since his breakdown Draco had been completely composed, but he always seemed so tired, and there were random times when he was simply nowhere to be found. When I asked him about it he just shook his head.
I was scared. Part of me wondered if I was mentally insane to be dating a Death Eater, but I always quelled those fears. Whatever would come to pass would come to pass. There was no point in worrying myself to death over it.
"Mia, listen to me," Draco said quietly one day. I looked at him expectantly.
"There may... There may come a time soon when you doubt me," he struggled to say.
"No, I wo-" I started to protest, but he cut me off.
"Just, listen for a second." I held my tongue unhappily. "I hope you don't doubt me, but I want you to know something. If that time comes, remember now. And remember me telling you... that I love you more than anything." I struggled to smile weakly, attempting to lighten the mood as my heart filled with a dark, dreadful feeling.
"Is that what you're doing then? Telling me that you love me more than anything?"
"Yes," he responded seriously as my smile disappeared, taken aback at his sincerity. "No matter what happens, even if we're separated, I love you and I'll make everything right someday. And we'll be together."
"That sounds too good to be true," I uttered the very thing I feared.
"What do you mean?" he asked me confusedly.
"It's just... something I looked into," I bluffed. I had never told anyone about my jaunt with Snape. No one; not even Draco. "What I learned was that... well relationships between Gryffindors and Slytherins have a tendency to end badly. On top of that, the only recorded Gryffindor and Death Eater relationship ended in their murder, and on top of that, we're practically in the middle of a war here. Happy ever after just doesn't seem like an option anymore."
"It is if you believe it is," he commanded forcefully. Looking into his eyes, I asked the question that I had surmised from our conversation.
"It's going to happen soon isn't it? Whatever 'it' is."
"Yes," he told me honestly. "Very soon Mia. Please... whatever you do, don't get involved. Just be safe."
"Well same to you," I returned anxiously. Stepping close to me, Draco leaned down and kissed me forcefully. Responding in turn, Draco and I continued to kiss as all of our fearful, anxious, desperate emotions fueled our passion and need for one another. Soon our shirts were lying on the floor of the Room of Requirements and I found myself hoping with every fiber of my being that this would not be the last passionate moment we ever shared.
