Everyone was chatting about Fred's upcoming wedding as we were having our tea. I looked over at George and saw that he was deep in thought, with his eyes on his teacup.
I had a pretty good idea what he was thinking about.
I was thinking about the same thing, the kiss.
It had felt wonderful to finally kiss him, even if it was just that little peck.
That peck made me want to have more and my eyes drifted over his lips again.
At this moment he looked up and our eyes met. I smiled at him and he smiled back with a slight blush on his cheeks.
"Oi, George, what are you thinking about mate?" Fred asked and elbowed him in the side.
George looked startled but shrugged it of.
"Nothing really, I just pictured you in a wedding dress..is all."
Fred's big grin was wiped away with a horrified look.
"Me in a weddingdress? That would look dreadful" with those words everyone began laughing, including me. I did find the mental image of Fred in a dress rather amusing.
It was nearly midnight before we were back at the apartment and needless to say we were all tired.
Fred was the first to stagger into bed, leaving me and George sitting on the sofa in the living room.
I looked at him when he stretched out his arms and legs and yawned widely. Even that looked sexy to me.
My gaze travelled all over him and I felt a heat start to build up in my body. All my senses were screaming out for me to touch him, hold him, kiss him. Yet I did nothing.
I just continued looking at him until he spoke.
"Well, I'm beat, I'm going to get some sleep. Have a good night Draco, and I'll talk to you in the morning." He said and I could have sworn he winked at me before he went into his bedroom, leaving me all alone.
Now was as good a time as any for me too to get some sleep.
I fell asleep with a smile on my face, thinking about the man I wanted.
I must have slept really hard because when I woke up the twins were already of to work.
I got up and went into the kitchen. Just as I was about to open the fridge I found a letter on it. It had my name on it.
I took it and sat down with a glass of pumpkinjuice.
Draco,
You were asleep and I didn't want to wake you up. Me and Fred went to the shop, feel free to stop by at lunchtime (noon) if you want to have lunch with us, or rather me, I guess Fred will have lunch with Angelina.
Fred also informed me that he will go stay with angelina tonight, over the weekend. So I guess that leaves us two alone in the apartment.
About what happened at the burrow...well I don't know what to say. I think we need to talk and well, figure things out over the weekend when we don't have my nosy twin next to us.
Anyway, do take care and have a nice day, hopefully see you at lunch,
George
I had to read the letter 4 times before everything had sunk in. An entire weekend alone with him. For some reason that scared me. I knew what I wanted, but I had no idea what he really wanted and I didn't want to scare him or blow things before they even got started.
I took my time getting ready, all the while thinking up things to say to him at lunch for starters. I wanted to look my best too so that he would find me attractive. Merlin, I am starting to sound like such a woman.
I sighed as I stepped out of the apartment. I needed to take a walk and clear my head. Things were starting to freak me out a little. I was having flashbacks of my old personality every now and then and I did not like it much.
I despised my father and everything that he had forced me to believe in during my youth.
It had almost been a blessing in disguise when Potter and his friends managed to get my father into Azkaban and forcing me to slowly re-evaluate my life.
Part of me wanted to thank him for that. But part of me could not since there still seemed to be a lot of coldness between the boy who lived and myself.
I knew it would probably take time before me and him would ever call ourselves friends, and even longer for me and Ron.
I stopped to look at the windows of some of the shops. Seeing some stuff I knew I wanted, but that I did not plan on buying until I knew I could be back in my apartment.
It was yet about an hour before I had to go to meet up with George so I went up to the shrieking shack to sit down on a rock by a tree, just relaxing and enjoying the view.
A laugh started to spread from me as I remembered the time when I had seen Potters head floating in mid-air here.
It seemed like such a long time ago.
Suddenly I could hear footsteps coming my way and I looked around and saw Crabbe coming my way.
"Well, well, Draco Malfoy...I haven't seen you in over a year, where have you been?" He said as he stepped up to me as I stood up from the stone.
I glared at him with as cold eyes as I could muster, and this time, they got truly cold since Crabbe was a part of my old lifestyle, the one that I wanted to get rid of for good.
"I've been around, keeping to my self mostly...really none of your business Crabbe!" I said with a cold voice, followed by my famous sneer.
I could tell my coldness made him take a small step back and eye me with suspicion.
"Ok, I can take a hint, I'm not as daft as you might think Malfoy." He said and gave me a glare I had never seen from him before.
Before I had time to say something he had turned on his heals and left.