Author's Notes: Well first off I'm very sorry it's taken almost a week to
update. School has been hectic and also I've jotted down about 3 different
versions of this chapter, none of which I liked. So I think this one is up
to snuff.
The story will have a fun twist soon, so it will probably in this chapter or the next one. I haven't exactly decided yet.
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"-NICOLE, HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND!? I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS, I THOUGHT WE WENT OVER THIS LAST NIGHT. I EXPLAINED TO YOU THE POLITICS OF HOGWARTS! HE'S GOT YOU UNDER SOME SPELL, SOME DARK SPELL TO SEDUCE YOU AND THEN TAKE OVER YOUR FATHER'S COMPANY!" Ginny was pacing around their dormitory in a fit after being told by in detail by Nicole the long story of Nic's budding relationship.
Nicole prompted put the silencing curse back on Ginny, now scowling furiously. "Ginny, I thought you could understand, then I take it off and you start screaming again. Now this time I just need to try to reason with you. Maybe get you to not hate him so much. Ok. I know that you have animosity towards him. And you have every right to. He's been an asshole to you and your family. But he's changing. He's finally knowing he's Draco, not just Draco Malfoy, the son of one of the wealthiest wizards and a Death Eater and all that shit his father is. Gin, I don't want you thinking you've got a crazy torturous roommate who keeps you against your will. Because I wouldn't do this unless I really needed you to understand something. This is very important to me, Draco is important to me and so are you. You are mine only chick friend here and I need this from you. I just want you to understand that he's not that bad. You can hate him if he does anything again. But I'm going to try to tell him the same thing. Everyone here suspects he is the carbon copy of his father! Even he did till recently. He's changing. He really is. I need to know you won't tell anyone. 1. The Slytherins would go crazy and with his father being the way he is, the moment we are seen together that Parkinson chick will send an owl to Lucius. And right now, its only a couple days into the school year and already there would be trouble. I know I shouldn't care what other people think, but Draco is in a position where he HAS to care. I'm not sure about his mother, he said his mother has always tried to protect him from his father but I still don't know how she'd feel about me dating her son. And Voldemort could find out and plan some scheme against me or whatnot. We will just have to wait and see. Now I'm taking this off if you promise to calm down and chill out. Now can you calm down and consider what I've said?" Ginny nodded gently as Nicole lifted the curse.
Ginny knew that Nicole was right, but she was still going to be cautious. "I understand what you're saying and I swear on the lives of each member of my family that I won't tell anyone, but please Nicole, don't do that to me again, for your own safety..I can fight back you know!" she pulled out her wand jokingly.
The two gave each other smiles and an unsaid truce to stay quiet.
"Now that I know you won't be telling anyone, I have to go check something.or lets say someone.out in the library, she said to Ginny as she picked up her bag on top of her Hogwarts robe she had threw on the floor. "Draco owled me a little while ago and asked me to meet him before dinner in the library. Thanks so much Ginny, for this. For everything. You have no idea how much this means to me." Nicole said as she walked over and enveloped her in a warm hug.
"You don't know how much you mean to me. I've never had any girlfriends like you before. Now go! Before we get mushy and girly." They both laughed and Nicole rushed out the door to the library, still a few minutes to spare.
She meandered around the library, it had about 20 other students walking around. Ginny had told her about a small muggle literature section on the very back of the library but no one ever went over there. Nicole headed straight to the back, walking confidently by the on-lookers. They had been giving her looks, she guessed because of her clothing choice. They all wore their Hogwarts uniforms all day which confused Nicole even more. 'Those things look so uncomfortable! And they still wear them during their free time.this school is deranged.'
She ventured to the small section muggle section of the library which was completely deserted. 'I guess even the muggleborns don't want to read muggle books..whatever they're missing out.' She browsed through the titles, still waiting for Draco. She found some of her favorites, and took a few off the shelf. They were more obscure pieces, having nothing to do with magic. She soon figured out the only titles that were ever taken from the muggle section were ones that were used in comparative projects on muggles' view on magic. She took a book of poetry by Emily Dickinson off the shelf. She looked in the back of the book at the list of previous borrowers. There was only one. Lily Evans - 1979. 'It has been more than 2 decades since DICKINSON was taken out!? She's a transcendentalist! One of the most famous poets ever! These people don't know what they're missing. Hell, at least Lily Evans read Dickinson.' Nicole thought as she put the book back on the shelf. She skimmed the bindings, recognizing most of the books. Nicole found a stepladder to get to the upper shelves.
She checked her silver Tiffany's watch before climbing up on the stepladder. 'Well I'm definitely stupid. Of course Draco hasn't come to the library yet. It's only 5.he said 5:15. Well I might as well look at some of these books.' She gently stepped on the shaky wooden ladder, trying to suppress her fears of being on the ladder and concentrate on the book titles. "Hmmm...let's see..The Outsiders.read that one about 7 times.Death of A Salesman.great play. Arthur Miller...ooooo.all of Dickens! And Hogwarts has Roald Dahl.didn't expect that. Ah well, Dahl is great for all ages." Her face turned red as she noticed she was thinking out loud. A few people were staring at her as her legs began shaking..'oh no.losing my balance!' she thought as she reached for the wood of the bookshelf which was built into the wall. Instead of holding the bookcase.she had her grip on a cluster of classic Victorian novels. The books were soon sprawled on the floor, along with a laughing Nicole. The laughter had taken her over. She had a habit of falling then laughing till her eyes filled with tears, suppressing any pain she felt. She heard a bang in the distance, through her fits of laughter. A 1st year had fumbled with a spell for removing a book from the top shelf ending up having about five hundred book fly from their positions. At least they weren't looking at Nicole anymore. Meanwhile, Nicole's eyes were blurry from the humor tears. She let out a few "ows" between fits of laughter. She suddenly saw a figure above her.
"Nicole are you hurt? Do you need me to take you to the imfirmary?" It was Draco.
"Draco, I'm laughing! I'm fine! And your last class was 2 hours ago, why are you still in your school clothes?" she said as she wiped her eyes and tried to fix her eyeliner that had run.
"I'm not in my school clothes." He was wearing a pressed white shirt under a gray sweater, just like his Hogwarts one, minus the Hogwarts crest, and a different color around the neckline. He had another pair of pressed pants. "Draco, you've gotta get some style." She said as she stood up , brushing off her dark denim bootcut jeans and periwinkle sleeveless turtleneck sweater. "hey you wanna get out of here, I mean, someone could see us-"
"No! Nicole, we're staying right here. I need to talk." She was scared by his harsh tone.
"Ok. Is there something you need to tell me?" Nicole said apprehensively.
"I've been doing some thinking. I don't want to have to be so secretive about this." Draco noticed the expression of shock on her face. "Wait, hear me out. I was contemplating what we were talking about and the stuff you said in the letter you sent me last night, after I sent you your gift. About how it's important to take a stand in your life."
Nicole remembered the letter she sent after she received the planter and seeds from him last night. She wrote him a two page letter containing every emotion and thought that was running through her head at that time of elation.
"Well that part about being your own person, knowing who you are without titles, without family names, without fame or money or public perception, without that I feel like I'm nothing. I'm just a rich brat who has done everything my father has ever told me to do!"
"You know you're more than that. I know it. Just because everyone thinks of you as something different doesn't change what is inside. You have yet to truly find yourself. We're still young, we still have a lot of growing to do, mentally."
"I look back on my life and I see my father. Everything I've ever done is based around what he's told me. Wanting to live up to his standards. I hated people because of him. And the worst part is that I never realized it before. My whole frame of mind..so hurtful, so mean. I was always ignoring what my mother would tell me, about not taking my father so seriously. That she wanted better for her boy. She didn't want me turning into Lucius. The love she gave me was always suppressed, I was supposed to be strong, never show emotion. I had been reflecting a lot more this past summer holiday, drowning out my father's pressure to be initiated as a Death Eater. I guess meeting you really brought my mother out from me, Nicole.
She leaned over and kissed him, holding it for a few seconds. "Well, Mr. Draco Malfoy, I think your mother must be a great lady, she's raised a pretty damn good son!"
"So you don't mind if we don't go hiding out anymore? We don't have to be obvious, but you're my girl, if I want to hold your hand in the hall, I'm bloody going to! If Lucius doesn't like it, he'll just have to adjust. I should be entitled to have a wonderful girl in my life, whether she's a muggle, half-muggle, conservative, radical, whatever." Draco proclaimed with confidence.
"I think I could handle that." She said a smile creeping across her face. She leaned in once again, feeling Draco's hand lightly caressing her back, gently kissed his lips and wrapped her arms around his warm neck. They were completely oblivious to everyone else in the library. "Draco, I better get this mess I've made cleaned up." She whispered in his ear.
"I'll help, anything for my lady." He said regally.
Nicole and Draco piled the books together and Nicole climbed back up on the stool. She turned back to Draco asking for the books. Draco passed a couple books back up, only to have Nicole drop them again.
"Nicole! That hit me on the head-"
"Draco, look at this!" She had her eyes fixed on the empty space on the bookshelf. He stepped up one step of the stepladder, being about 8 inches taller than Nicole, so he would be at the same eye level. He immediately saw what her eyes were fixed on. There was a box fit snuggly into the back of the dark wood bookcase, as though someone had cut out the back of the shelf and hollowed the thick stone wall so the box would blend in to the shelf, unless the section of books had all been removed. "Wait, Draco, would you get those books for me!" Draco gave her the stack of books that had fallen. Most were Jane Austen novels, Sense and Sensibility, Pride and Prejudice, Mansfield Park, and The Complete Works of Charlotte and Emily Bronte. Do you see the connection? They are all classic novels. And none of these are very popular here at Hogwarts. Look in the back."
Draco set each book on the table near the bookcase. They looked at the library slip in the back of each book, all only signed out by Lily Evans in 1979.
"So no one has taken these books off the shelves since 1978?" "That box must have belonged to Lily Evans. Draco, my Gryffindor curiosity is getting the best of me! I gotta see what is in this box." She struggled to removed the tightly packed box from the wall but finally got it out with a loud pop. Draco and Nicole looked at the few students who had heard the noise. Draco sneered at them and they returned to there studies. "Well at least that nasty attitude of your comes in handy." She smiled back at him as he reached up and pinched her sides, making her wiggle a bit. "Hey, no tickling, you! We're in a library!" she said down to him in a mockingly serious tone.
"So it's bad to get a giggle out of you but kissing in front of everyone is just fine?" He said back to her. She scowled a defeated smile and returned to the task at hand. She took the dusty old box from the shelf and gently blew on it to get the stone particles from it. She quickly returned the books to the shelf, covering up the gaping hole. She figured no one would notice, as no one had taken these books for over 2 decades.
Nicole carefully tidied up the area and set the box on the large wooden table. She looked at the perplexed Draco. "Well should we open it?"
"It could have been planted, Nic."
"Or it could have something very interesting inside."
"We should be careful, I mean, the Death Eaters could have planted it here, knowing you would venture over to this exact section of the library because no one else would remove all these novels by that woman.Jane whats-her- face..because no one else here would even WANT to look at them. So he planted a box here, it would unleash a curse on you, you'd be whisked away to some lair where they all meet and they could find your parents and force them to cooperate with him. I mean, your father is quite powerful in the wizarding technology business, is he not? Imagine the possibilities the Dark Lord could achieve with a man like your father on board?!" He rambled out to Nicole quickly.
"You're being preposterous. But just to please you, Ginny and I will do some charms on it, see if it's got some sort of protection or something on it, if that will make you feel better."
"See.now you're thinking logically!"
"Draco, what time is it?!" He looked down at his expensive watch. Dinner would be starting in 3 minutes.
"Time for us to get to the Great Hall!" He replied with enthusiasm.
She gently placed the very lightweight wooden box in her bag and slung it over her shoulder. The September evening was chilly and her bare arms were getting goosebumps. Draco gently touched her cold arms. "Nicole, you're shivering."
"Oh just a little. I guess I'm just not used to British weather yet. I'll just run back up to my dorm and get to dinner a little more tardy than I already would be. I mean, the food will still be..warm."
"Please, take my school robe." He picked up his discarded school robe from the table. "That is.if you want to." he continued hesitantly. "It's got the Slytherin crest on it but I guess I could put a charm on it for tonight, to make a Gryffindor one instead."
Nicole smiled and replied "No, I want to wear your robes just the way they are. My boyfriend is in Slytherin." She said very matter-of-factly. "If people want to know why I've got Slytherin robes on, I'll tell them! 'I was cold in the library and my boyfriend offered me he robes which was very gentleman thing to do!" she stated smiling and sticking her chin up and adjusted her posture with dignity.
"Well then, my lady, your arms please." He requested in a refined and genteel tone. She hopped in front of him and let him guide her arms through the sleeves. She smelled his cologne lightly embedded in the thick and expensive fabric. She felt a warmth swell through her body, a sense of completeness overtaking her. She felt safe wearing something of his. She noticed how the robe, if he had been wearing it, would fall to his upper shins, but it was an inch from touching the floor on her.
Draco gently wrapped his hands around her mane of hair trapped beneath his heavy robe, pulled it out and let it tumble against her back. Her hair was in a small half ponytail held by a periwinkle barrette, it was styled in large flowy curls with flecks of deep purple sparking from the ends of the deep brown. Draco kept his hands in her thick hair a few extra moments to feel the flawless, soft texture of it.
She looked over her shoulder gazing up at him, her royal blue eyes looking back into his own gray-blue ones. "You're sure Draco? That you are ready for the consequences?" she questioned with concern in her voice.
"Yes. I'm a big boy, Nicole And this bog boy can stand up for himself and his girl." He insisted with the utmost masculinity. "Even if its to Lucius Malfoy."
She turned around to face the broad chest of Draco, she looked up into his face with a smile. "Well this big girl wants to stand by her boy." She grabbed him for a frisky kiss. As they began leaving their little nook of the muggle literature section.
"So you'll owl me this evening about our mystery box?" he questioned casually, starting their conversation, as they walked out of the library, hand in hand.
The story will have a fun twist soon, so it will probably in this chapter or the next one. I haven't exactly decided yet.
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"-NICOLE, HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND!? I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS, I THOUGHT WE WENT OVER THIS LAST NIGHT. I EXPLAINED TO YOU THE POLITICS OF HOGWARTS! HE'S GOT YOU UNDER SOME SPELL, SOME DARK SPELL TO SEDUCE YOU AND THEN TAKE OVER YOUR FATHER'S COMPANY!" Ginny was pacing around their dormitory in a fit after being told by in detail by Nicole the long story of Nic's budding relationship.
Nicole prompted put the silencing curse back on Ginny, now scowling furiously. "Ginny, I thought you could understand, then I take it off and you start screaming again. Now this time I just need to try to reason with you. Maybe get you to not hate him so much. Ok. I know that you have animosity towards him. And you have every right to. He's been an asshole to you and your family. But he's changing. He's finally knowing he's Draco, not just Draco Malfoy, the son of one of the wealthiest wizards and a Death Eater and all that shit his father is. Gin, I don't want you thinking you've got a crazy torturous roommate who keeps you against your will. Because I wouldn't do this unless I really needed you to understand something. This is very important to me, Draco is important to me and so are you. You are mine only chick friend here and I need this from you. I just want you to understand that he's not that bad. You can hate him if he does anything again. But I'm going to try to tell him the same thing. Everyone here suspects he is the carbon copy of his father! Even he did till recently. He's changing. He really is. I need to know you won't tell anyone. 1. The Slytherins would go crazy and with his father being the way he is, the moment we are seen together that Parkinson chick will send an owl to Lucius. And right now, its only a couple days into the school year and already there would be trouble. I know I shouldn't care what other people think, but Draco is in a position where he HAS to care. I'm not sure about his mother, he said his mother has always tried to protect him from his father but I still don't know how she'd feel about me dating her son. And Voldemort could find out and plan some scheme against me or whatnot. We will just have to wait and see. Now I'm taking this off if you promise to calm down and chill out. Now can you calm down and consider what I've said?" Ginny nodded gently as Nicole lifted the curse.
Ginny knew that Nicole was right, but she was still going to be cautious. "I understand what you're saying and I swear on the lives of each member of my family that I won't tell anyone, but please Nicole, don't do that to me again, for your own safety..I can fight back you know!" she pulled out her wand jokingly.
The two gave each other smiles and an unsaid truce to stay quiet.
"Now that I know you won't be telling anyone, I have to go check something.or lets say someone.out in the library, she said to Ginny as she picked up her bag on top of her Hogwarts robe she had threw on the floor. "Draco owled me a little while ago and asked me to meet him before dinner in the library. Thanks so much Ginny, for this. For everything. You have no idea how much this means to me." Nicole said as she walked over and enveloped her in a warm hug.
"You don't know how much you mean to me. I've never had any girlfriends like you before. Now go! Before we get mushy and girly." They both laughed and Nicole rushed out the door to the library, still a few minutes to spare.
She meandered around the library, it had about 20 other students walking around. Ginny had told her about a small muggle literature section on the very back of the library but no one ever went over there. Nicole headed straight to the back, walking confidently by the on-lookers. They had been giving her looks, she guessed because of her clothing choice. They all wore their Hogwarts uniforms all day which confused Nicole even more. 'Those things look so uncomfortable! And they still wear them during their free time.this school is deranged.'
She ventured to the small section muggle section of the library which was completely deserted. 'I guess even the muggleborns don't want to read muggle books..whatever they're missing out.' She browsed through the titles, still waiting for Draco. She found some of her favorites, and took a few off the shelf. They were more obscure pieces, having nothing to do with magic. She soon figured out the only titles that were ever taken from the muggle section were ones that were used in comparative projects on muggles' view on magic. She took a book of poetry by Emily Dickinson off the shelf. She looked in the back of the book at the list of previous borrowers. There was only one. Lily Evans - 1979. 'It has been more than 2 decades since DICKINSON was taken out!? She's a transcendentalist! One of the most famous poets ever! These people don't know what they're missing. Hell, at least Lily Evans read Dickinson.' Nicole thought as she put the book back on the shelf. She skimmed the bindings, recognizing most of the books. Nicole found a stepladder to get to the upper shelves.
She checked her silver Tiffany's watch before climbing up on the stepladder. 'Well I'm definitely stupid. Of course Draco hasn't come to the library yet. It's only 5.he said 5:15. Well I might as well look at some of these books.' She gently stepped on the shaky wooden ladder, trying to suppress her fears of being on the ladder and concentrate on the book titles. "Hmmm...let's see..The Outsiders.read that one about 7 times.Death of A Salesman.great play. Arthur Miller...ooooo.all of Dickens! And Hogwarts has Roald Dahl.didn't expect that. Ah well, Dahl is great for all ages." Her face turned red as she noticed she was thinking out loud. A few people were staring at her as her legs began shaking..'oh no.losing my balance!' she thought as she reached for the wood of the bookshelf which was built into the wall. Instead of holding the bookcase.she had her grip on a cluster of classic Victorian novels. The books were soon sprawled on the floor, along with a laughing Nicole. The laughter had taken her over. She had a habit of falling then laughing till her eyes filled with tears, suppressing any pain she felt. She heard a bang in the distance, through her fits of laughter. A 1st year had fumbled with a spell for removing a book from the top shelf ending up having about five hundred book fly from their positions. At least they weren't looking at Nicole anymore. Meanwhile, Nicole's eyes were blurry from the humor tears. She let out a few "ows" between fits of laughter. She suddenly saw a figure above her.
"Nicole are you hurt? Do you need me to take you to the imfirmary?" It was Draco.
"Draco, I'm laughing! I'm fine! And your last class was 2 hours ago, why are you still in your school clothes?" she said as she wiped her eyes and tried to fix her eyeliner that had run.
"I'm not in my school clothes." He was wearing a pressed white shirt under a gray sweater, just like his Hogwarts one, minus the Hogwarts crest, and a different color around the neckline. He had another pair of pressed pants. "Draco, you've gotta get some style." She said as she stood up , brushing off her dark denim bootcut jeans and periwinkle sleeveless turtleneck sweater. "hey you wanna get out of here, I mean, someone could see us-"
"No! Nicole, we're staying right here. I need to talk." She was scared by his harsh tone.
"Ok. Is there something you need to tell me?" Nicole said apprehensively.
"I've been doing some thinking. I don't want to have to be so secretive about this." Draco noticed the expression of shock on her face. "Wait, hear me out. I was contemplating what we were talking about and the stuff you said in the letter you sent me last night, after I sent you your gift. About how it's important to take a stand in your life."
Nicole remembered the letter she sent after she received the planter and seeds from him last night. She wrote him a two page letter containing every emotion and thought that was running through her head at that time of elation.
"Well that part about being your own person, knowing who you are without titles, without family names, without fame or money or public perception, without that I feel like I'm nothing. I'm just a rich brat who has done everything my father has ever told me to do!"
"You know you're more than that. I know it. Just because everyone thinks of you as something different doesn't change what is inside. You have yet to truly find yourself. We're still young, we still have a lot of growing to do, mentally."
"I look back on my life and I see my father. Everything I've ever done is based around what he's told me. Wanting to live up to his standards. I hated people because of him. And the worst part is that I never realized it before. My whole frame of mind..so hurtful, so mean. I was always ignoring what my mother would tell me, about not taking my father so seriously. That she wanted better for her boy. She didn't want me turning into Lucius. The love she gave me was always suppressed, I was supposed to be strong, never show emotion. I had been reflecting a lot more this past summer holiday, drowning out my father's pressure to be initiated as a Death Eater. I guess meeting you really brought my mother out from me, Nicole.
She leaned over and kissed him, holding it for a few seconds. "Well, Mr. Draco Malfoy, I think your mother must be a great lady, she's raised a pretty damn good son!"
"So you don't mind if we don't go hiding out anymore? We don't have to be obvious, but you're my girl, if I want to hold your hand in the hall, I'm bloody going to! If Lucius doesn't like it, he'll just have to adjust. I should be entitled to have a wonderful girl in my life, whether she's a muggle, half-muggle, conservative, radical, whatever." Draco proclaimed with confidence.
"I think I could handle that." She said a smile creeping across her face. She leaned in once again, feeling Draco's hand lightly caressing her back, gently kissed his lips and wrapped her arms around his warm neck. They were completely oblivious to everyone else in the library. "Draco, I better get this mess I've made cleaned up." She whispered in his ear.
"I'll help, anything for my lady." He said regally.
Nicole and Draco piled the books together and Nicole climbed back up on the stool. She turned back to Draco asking for the books. Draco passed a couple books back up, only to have Nicole drop them again.
"Nicole! That hit me on the head-"
"Draco, look at this!" She had her eyes fixed on the empty space on the bookshelf. He stepped up one step of the stepladder, being about 8 inches taller than Nicole, so he would be at the same eye level. He immediately saw what her eyes were fixed on. There was a box fit snuggly into the back of the dark wood bookcase, as though someone had cut out the back of the shelf and hollowed the thick stone wall so the box would blend in to the shelf, unless the section of books had all been removed. "Wait, Draco, would you get those books for me!" Draco gave her the stack of books that had fallen. Most were Jane Austen novels, Sense and Sensibility, Pride and Prejudice, Mansfield Park, and The Complete Works of Charlotte and Emily Bronte. Do you see the connection? They are all classic novels. And none of these are very popular here at Hogwarts. Look in the back."
Draco set each book on the table near the bookcase. They looked at the library slip in the back of each book, all only signed out by Lily Evans in 1979.
"So no one has taken these books off the shelves since 1978?" "That box must have belonged to Lily Evans. Draco, my Gryffindor curiosity is getting the best of me! I gotta see what is in this box." She struggled to removed the tightly packed box from the wall but finally got it out with a loud pop. Draco and Nicole looked at the few students who had heard the noise. Draco sneered at them and they returned to there studies. "Well at least that nasty attitude of your comes in handy." She smiled back at him as he reached up and pinched her sides, making her wiggle a bit. "Hey, no tickling, you! We're in a library!" she said down to him in a mockingly serious tone.
"So it's bad to get a giggle out of you but kissing in front of everyone is just fine?" He said back to her. She scowled a defeated smile and returned to the task at hand. She took the dusty old box from the shelf and gently blew on it to get the stone particles from it. She quickly returned the books to the shelf, covering up the gaping hole. She figured no one would notice, as no one had taken these books for over 2 decades.
Nicole carefully tidied up the area and set the box on the large wooden table. She looked at the perplexed Draco. "Well should we open it?"
"It could have been planted, Nic."
"Or it could have something very interesting inside."
"We should be careful, I mean, the Death Eaters could have planted it here, knowing you would venture over to this exact section of the library because no one else would remove all these novels by that woman.Jane whats-her- face..because no one else here would even WANT to look at them. So he planted a box here, it would unleash a curse on you, you'd be whisked away to some lair where they all meet and they could find your parents and force them to cooperate with him. I mean, your father is quite powerful in the wizarding technology business, is he not? Imagine the possibilities the Dark Lord could achieve with a man like your father on board?!" He rambled out to Nicole quickly.
"You're being preposterous. But just to please you, Ginny and I will do some charms on it, see if it's got some sort of protection or something on it, if that will make you feel better."
"See.now you're thinking logically!"
"Draco, what time is it?!" He looked down at his expensive watch. Dinner would be starting in 3 minutes.
"Time for us to get to the Great Hall!" He replied with enthusiasm.
She gently placed the very lightweight wooden box in her bag and slung it over her shoulder. The September evening was chilly and her bare arms were getting goosebumps. Draco gently touched her cold arms. "Nicole, you're shivering."
"Oh just a little. I guess I'm just not used to British weather yet. I'll just run back up to my dorm and get to dinner a little more tardy than I already would be. I mean, the food will still be..warm."
"Please, take my school robe." He picked up his discarded school robe from the table. "That is.if you want to." he continued hesitantly. "It's got the Slytherin crest on it but I guess I could put a charm on it for tonight, to make a Gryffindor one instead."
Nicole smiled and replied "No, I want to wear your robes just the way they are. My boyfriend is in Slytherin." She said very matter-of-factly. "If people want to know why I've got Slytherin robes on, I'll tell them! 'I was cold in the library and my boyfriend offered me he robes which was very gentleman thing to do!" she stated smiling and sticking her chin up and adjusted her posture with dignity.
"Well then, my lady, your arms please." He requested in a refined and genteel tone. She hopped in front of him and let him guide her arms through the sleeves. She smelled his cologne lightly embedded in the thick and expensive fabric. She felt a warmth swell through her body, a sense of completeness overtaking her. She felt safe wearing something of his. She noticed how the robe, if he had been wearing it, would fall to his upper shins, but it was an inch from touching the floor on her.
Draco gently wrapped his hands around her mane of hair trapped beneath his heavy robe, pulled it out and let it tumble against her back. Her hair was in a small half ponytail held by a periwinkle barrette, it was styled in large flowy curls with flecks of deep purple sparking from the ends of the deep brown. Draco kept his hands in her thick hair a few extra moments to feel the flawless, soft texture of it.
She looked over her shoulder gazing up at him, her royal blue eyes looking back into his own gray-blue ones. "You're sure Draco? That you are ready for the consequences?" she questioned with concern in her voice.
"Yes. I'm a big boy, Nicole And this bog boy can stand up for himself and his girl." He insisted with the utmost masculinity. "Even if its to Lucius Malfoy."
She turned around to face the broad chest of Draco, she looked up into his face with a smile. "Well this big girl wants to stand by her boy." She grabbed him for a frisky kiss. As they began leaving their little nook of the muggle literature section.
"So you'll owl me this evening about our mystery box?" he questioned casually, starting their conversation, as they walked out of the library, hand in hand.