A/N here's yet again another chapter! It's a little fluffy, but oh well.
gives you a little bit of background on the past relationship of Draco and
Joana. Hope you like! R/R!!!
Disclaimer: Same old stuff, yada yada yada
Chapter 5 - Loving Him
It's been over a month, and the whole school knows. At first, everyone was flabbergasted that someone such as Draco Malfoy could date someone like me, Joana Amatoria. But eventually, everyone got used to it. The name-calling stopped, and so did most of the evil glares.
"Jo?" Hermione asked.
"Yes?"
"Malfoy's outside the door, waiting for you."
I put the finishing touches on my muggle make-up, and smiled. "Ok, Mione. I'll be right there."
As I walked through the portrait hole, I saw him standing there, His face almost glowing. I walked over to him, and he wrapped his arms around me, kissing me on the forehead. "Hi, precious."
I smiled at his nickname for me. "Hi, sweetie."
He offered his arm. "Shall we?"
I smiled again, taking his arm. "Yes, we shall."
We walked together, in silence, to the main hall. When we got there, he faced me and placed a gentle kiss on my lips. "Until later, my love." He turned and walked over to his table.
"Jo! Over here!" Harry yelled. Harry, how wonderful he was. He has since accepted the fact that I am dating Draco. Maybe he has even stopped loving me. Who knows, but he and I have become closer than ever in the past month.
I walked to him and hugged him. He kissed me a kiss on the cheek. "Where are Hermione and Ron?"
He smiled. I think they are snogging back at the dorm." He laughed at my surprised expression. "They think no one knows they are together. But it's obvious to me. The way they look at each other. It's the same way you and Draco look at each other." He smiled again. "The way I used to look at you."
"Oh, Harry. I'm sorry."
He touched my face. "It's in the past. I'm over it. I've moved on. I also know that someday something will happen and you will be mine. That's what keeps me going."
I sighed. "Harry, what am I going to do with you?" I laughed.
He smiled devilishly, "Well." I punched him playfully in the arm, and both of us collapsed in laughter.
Before Draco and I started dating, I was afraid that I would lose this, and that we would lose the respect of out classmates. We did, for a while, but eventually the Gryffindor's came around, seeing how good he is to me. Though most Slytherin's came around, there are still some that don't accept us. The teachers are thrilled, two of the school's smartest students dating. Hermione, Draco, and I are constantly battling for the top grades.
"Hey, Jo? Are you staying here for Christmas or are you going home?"
"I'm staying here. Mum is going to visit my uncle in America."
"I've always wondered about your family, but you've never gone into great detail with me about it. What happened to your father?"
I sighed. "Harry, it's a long story. I don't want to get into it here. Can we go to the tower?"
"Sure."
"Let me just go tell Draco what I'm doing. I'll meet you at the door, ok? Wait for me?"
"Ok."
I walked over to Draco, sensing some angry looks, but, then again, I'm used to them by now. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him on the cheek. He turned around and kissed me. "Hi, love. What's up?"
"Harry and I are going for a walk. He's been asking questions about my past, and I figured now is the time to tell him, with Hermione and Ron not around. Hermione knows, so I'm sure Ron knows. Come to the tower when you're done here. That's where Harry and I will be."
He looked at me, slightly frowning. "Are you sure you're ready to talk about it with him? Talking with me about it is a little different. We experienced it together."
I smiled, kissing him on the nose. "I'm ready. He has a right to know, you know. It'll make him understand us better."
"Ok, precious. I'll be up in about an hour."
"Ok. See you then." With that he kissed me, and I walked to the door where Harry was waiting for me. He offered his arm, and I took it. "Harry, are you sure you want to hear all of this?"
"Yes. You know my history, and I want to know yours."
"Ok." We walked to the tower, arm in arm, silently.
When we got to the tower, we sat on the couch, me leaning on him, as we do so much in the common room. (I know, I have a boyfriend, but Harry is like a brother. It's harmless. Draco has seen us like this). I took a deep breath. "Ok, so what do you want to know?"
"What happened to your father?"
"My father is dead. He was killed by someone that my mother and I will always hate."
"Who?"
"Lucius Malfoy."
"What?"
I sighed. "Our families have been feuding for centuries. One day, when I was about four or five, Draco and I met, becoming instant friends. We knew that our families hated each other, so we met in secret. When we were eight, our fathers found out that we had been secret friends. Draco's father challenged my father to a duel. My father accepted. Draco's father won, leaving my father dead. Draco and I were devastated. His father and my mother had to pull us apart. We didn't want to let go of each other. After that, my mother and I moved to muggle London. We've lived there since, using very little magic." I looked at Harry watching me, tears in both of our eyes.
"You loved each other then, didn't you?"
"Yes, I loved him as a child. I forced myself to stop after my father died. I forced myself to forget. Then, when I saw him here, all the memories came back, overwhelming me. I had a spark of hope. Then I saw what he had become, just like his father. I hated him then. But last year, I had another spark of hope. He started acting more civil towards me. Almost human. He helped me with a potions essay. He was so kind, so gentle. The Draco I had known as a child. At that moment I knew that I loved him like I did then. At that moment I realized that the jackass we knew was an act. He told me that day made him bitter, and turned him into the boy that we had known. But when I came back into his life he felt a small ray of hope. It wasn't until last year that it became reality to him. When we started talking, our worlds changed. It made my fathers death mean something." I stopped, tears in my eyes. "Harry, now do you understand why I chose him?"
He wiped a tear from his eye and looked at me. "Yes, Joey, now I understand. But you do know that if anything happens, I will be here for you, and I will always love you." He hugged me tight
"I know, Harry, I know." I looked up and saw Draco standing in the doorway, looking at me with tears in his eyes.
"I love you," he mouthed to me.
Disclaimer: Same old stuff, yada yada yada
Chapter 5 - Loving Him
It's been over a month, and the whole school knows. At first, everyone was flabbergasted that someone such as Draco Malfoy could date someone like me, Joana Amatoria. But eventually, everyone got used to it. The name-calling stopped, and so did most of the evil glares.
"Jo?" Hermione asked.
"Yes?"
"Malfoy's outside the door, waiting for you."
I put the finishing touches on my muggle make-up, and smiled. "Ok, Mione. I'll be right there."
As I walked through the portrait hole, I saw him standing there, His face almost glowing. I walked over to him, and he wrapped his arms around me, kissing me on the forehead. "Hi, precious."
I smiled at his nickname for me. "Hi, sweetie."
He offered his arm. "Shall we?"
I smiled again, taking his arm. "Yes, we shall."
We walked together, in silence, to the main hall. When we got there, he faced me and placed a gentle kiss on my lips. "Until later, my love." He turned and walked over to his table.
"Jo! Over here!" Harry yelled. Harry, how wonderful he was. He has since accepted the fact that I am dating Draco. Maybe he has even stopped loving me. Who knows, but he and I have become closer than ever in the past month.
I walked to him and hugged him. He kissed me a kiss on the cheek. "Where are Hermione and Ron?"
He smiled. I think they are snogging back at the dorm." He laughed at my surprised expression. "They think no one knows they are together. But it's obvious to me. The way they look at each other. It's the same way you and Draco look at each other." He smiled again. "The way I used to look at you."
"Oh, Harry. I'm sorry."
He touched my face. "It's in the past. I'm over it. I've moved on. I also know that someday something will happen and you will be mine. That's what keeps me going."
I sighed. "Harry, what am I going to do with you?" I laughed.
He smiled devilishly, "Well." I punched him playfully in the arm, and both of us collapsed in laughter.
Before Draco and I started dating, I was afraid that I would lose this, and that we would lose the respect of out classmates. We did, for a while, but eventually the Gryffindor's came around, seeing how good he is to me. Though most Slytherin's came around, there are still some that don't accept us. The teachers are thrilled, two of the school's smartest students dating. Hermione, Draco, and I are constantly battling for the top grades.
"Hey, Jo? Are you staying here for Christmas or are you going home?"
"I'm staying here. Mum is going to visit my uncle in America."
"I've always wondered about your family, but you've never gone into great detail with me about it. What happened to your father?"
I sighed. "Harry, it's a long story. I don't want to get into it here. Can we go to the tower?"
"Sure."
"Let me just go tell Draco what I'm doing. I'll meet you at the door, ok? Wait for me?"
"Ok."
I walked over to Draco, sensing some angry looks, but, then again, I'm used to them by now. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him on the cheek. He turned around and kissed me. "Hi, love. What's up?"
"Harry and I are going for a walk. He's been asking questions about my past, and I figured now is the time to tell him, with Hermione and Ron not around. Hermione knows, so I'm sure Ron knows. Come to the tower when you're done here. That's where Harry and I will be."
He looked at me, slightly frowning. "Are you sure you're ready to talk about it with him? Talking with me about it is a little different. We experienced it together."
I smiled, kissing him on the nose. "I'm ready. He has a right to know, you know. It'll make him understand us better."
"Ok, precious. I'll be up in about an hour."
"Ok. See you then." With that he kissed me, and I walked to the door where Harry was waiting for me. He offered his arm, and I took it. "Harry, are you sure you want to hear all of this?"
"Yes. You know my history, and I want to know yours."
"Ok." We walked to the tower, arm in arm, silently.
When we got to the tower, we sat on the couch, me leaning on him, as we do so much in the common room. (I know, I have a boyfriend, but Harry is like a brother. It's harmless. Draco has seen us like this). I took a deep breath. "Ok, so what do you want to know?"
"What happened to your father?"
"My father is dead. He was killed by someone that my mother and I will always hate."
"Who?"
"Lucius Malfoy."
"What?"
I sighed. "Our families have been feuding for centuries. One day, when I was about four or five, Draco and I met, becoming instant friends. We knew that our families hated each other, so we met in secret. When we were eight, our fathers found out that we had been secret friends. Draco's father challenged my father to a duel. My father accepted. Draco's father won, leaving my father dead. Draco and I were devastated. His father and my mother had to pull us apart. We didn't want to let go of each other. After that, my mother and I moved to muggle London. We've lived there since, using very little magic." I looked at Harry watching me, tears in both of our eyes.
"You loved each other then, didn't you?"
"Yes, I loved him as a child. I forced myself to stop after my father died. I forced myself to forget. Then, when I saw him here, all the memories came back, overwhelming me. I had a spark of hope. Then I saw what he had become, just like his father. I hated him then. But last year, I had another spark of hope. He started acting more civil towards me. Almost human. He helped me with a potions essay. He was so kind, so gentle. The Draco I had known as a child. At that moment I knew that I loved him like I did then. At that moment I realized that the jackass we knew was an act. He told me that day made him bitter, and turned him into the boy that we had known. But when I came back into his life he felt a small ray of hope. It wasn't until last year that it became reality to him. When we started talking, our worlds changed. It made my fathers death mean something." I stopped, tears in my eyes. "Harry, now do you understand why I chose him?"
He wiped a tear from his eye and looked at me. "Yes, Joey, now I understand. But you do know that if anything happens, I will be here for you, and I will always love you." He hugged me tight
"I know, Harry, I know." I looked up and saw Draco standing in the doorway, looking at me with tears in his eyes.
"I love you," he mouthed to me.