"The Slytherin seeker?", asked Cho. So, that was his name. She knew he
was familiar, but she couldn't remember his name. Draco Malfoy...Cho had
heard his name plenty of times back in Hogwarts. Many students despised him
and others were scared of him. Cho was neither. She barely even knew the
guy.
"Yeah, that's me.", said Draco, almost coldly. By now Cho had stopped crying. Her tears were gone and replaced by surprise.
"What brings you here?", asked Cho vacantly.
"No reason, just to walk about. Well, I was, until you clumsily walked into me.", said Draco slowly narrowing his eyes at Cho.
"You come to the cemetery to walk, often? Or is this an everyday thing?", said Cho sarcastically.
Draco slowly raised an eyebrow as if to challenge. Cho remained silent. As silence proceeded, Cho took a look around the area of the cemetery she was in. Right next to her and Draco stood a big tombstone made out of white marble and was still shining ever so nicely. The engravings read "A man who may have chose the wrong path, but is still loved by many. – Lucious Malfoy." As if automatically Cho's hands went to cover her mouth in a gasp.
On the bottom of it was a new batch of red roses. Draco looked towards the direction she was looking at and then looked at the ground afterwards. Cho felt sympathy for him unexpectedly. She hesitantly put a hand on his shoulder. In return he flinched and then stiffened. After a while he stepped back and looked up.
"He died in Azkabam prison...", murmured Draco quietly. It was loud enough for Cho to hear though. All of a sudden if seemed to get colder and Cho shuddered.
"I'm sorry...", said Cho. She didn't know what else to say. She didn't expect him to tell her that at all.
"Yeah, me too.", said Draco and he turned around, his black robe sweeping the ground and walked away.
Cho just stood there and watched. Had she said something to offend him? If so she didn't mean to.
"Draco! Wait...Draco!", yelled out Cho. Wait, what was she doing? She didn't even know what she was going to say afterwards. Is she crazy?
Draco stopped walking and his robe ruffled slightly in the breeze. He didn't turn around, but Cho could tell he was waiting for what she wanted to say. What did she want to say?
"I was wondering, do you...do you want to go for like a walk to just talk..? May-Maybe some coffee?", asked Cho, surprised at the words that were coming from her mouth.
Draco just shrugged with his back still facing her. Cho boldly walked up to him and gave him a sweet smile. As if he couldn't resist, he gradually nodded. Cho smiled wider showing her white pearly teeth. Together they slowly walked out of the cemetery and headed to the nearest coffee shop. When they stepped in, the aroma of coffee beans took over. They both ordered and Cho insisted on paying. After getting their coffee they stepped back out into the cold each holding their hot coffee. They headed towards the park and started walking down the dirt path. Cho took a sip of her coffee. The hot liquid flowed down in her body making her warmer inside. As they continued walking down the long pathway, she looked at her watch. It was 5:47 p.m. She was about to talk when something caught her eye.
"Yeah, that's me.", said Draco, almost coldly. By now Cho had stopped crying. Her tears were gone and replaced by surprise.
"What brings you here?", asked Cho vacantly.
"No reason, just to walk about. Well, I was, until you clumsily walked into me.", said Draco slowly narrowing his eyes at Cho.
"You come to the cemetery to walk, often? Or is this an everyday thing?", said Cho sarcastically.
Draco slowly raised an eyebrow as if to challenge. Cho remained silent. As silence proceeded, Cho took a look around the area of the cemetery she was in. Right next to her and Draco stood a big tombstone made out of white marble and was still shining ever so nicely. The engravings read "A man who may have chose the wrong path, but is still loved by many. – Lucious Malfoy." As if automatically Cho's hands went to cover her mouth in a gasp.
On the bottom of it was a new batch of red roses. Draco looked towards the direction she was looking at and then looked at the ground afterwards. Cho felt sympathy for him unexpectedly. She hesitantly put a hand on his shoulder. In return he flinched and then stiffened. After a while he stepped back and looked up.
"He died in Azkabam prison...", murmured Draco quietly. It was loud enough for Cho to hear though. All of a sudden if seemed to get colder and Cho shuddered.
"I'm sorry...", said Cho. She didn't know what else to say. She didn't expect him to tell her that at all.
"Yeah, me too.", said Draco and he turned around, his black robe sweeping the ground and walked away.
Cho just stood there and watched. Had she said something to offend him? If so she didn't mean to.
"Draco! Wait...Draco!", yelled out Cho. Wait, what was she doing? She didn't even know what she was going to say afterwards. Is she crazy?
Draco stopped walking and his robe ruffled slightly in the breeze. He didn't turn around, but Cho could tell he was waiting for what she wanted to say. What did she want to say?
"I was wondering, do you...do you want to go for like a walk to just talk..? May-Maybe some coffee?", asked Cho, surprised at the words that were coming from her mouth.
Draco just shrugged with his back still facing her. Cho boldly walked up to him and gave him a sweet smile. As if he couldn't resist, he gradually nodded. Cho smiled wider showing her white pearly teeth. Together they slowly walked out of the cemetery and headed to the nearest coffee shop. When they stepped in, the aroma of coffee beans took over. They both ordered and Cho insisted on paying. After getting their coffee they stepped back out into the cold each holding their hot coffee. They headed towards the park and started walking down the dirt path. Cho took a sip of her coffee. The hot liquid flowed down in her body making her warmer inside. As they continued walking down the long pathway, she looked at her watch. It was 5:47 p.m. She was about to talk when something caught her eye.