Tru's mind pondered along the memory of the night she fell ill. She desperately tried to remember just what went wrong so as to prevent it the next time. Yet, she couldn't. She lay flat on her back, her eyes gazing restlessly up at the high ceiling. The silence ringing in her ears was almost too loud to bear. She sighed deeply, breaking the silence only for that split moment. When it returned. She actually smiled. It was pleasing to feel like nothing in the world could bother her at all. But then her concentration on the midnight only two weeks before returned.
Draco's face fell into her mind. A soft smile replaced the furious frown on her lips. Sighing, she wondered how it was that she never realized any of her true feelings before. Love was a splendid feeling for her now. She felt so at peace knowing he, like everyone else who knew, would not abandon her. And it also didn't bother her knowing that Draco would only be her friend. It did, but not as much as she thought she would. It was actually comforting to think about, that their friendship was so strong...
Her fear of falling in love that had once so shadowed the doorstep of her soul had diminished to a silent nothing in those past few remaining days of illness. Something so new had swelled inside of her. A new confidence and understanding of the world around her had settled therein. It pleased her to know that she had gotten over the rediculous phobia she had titled ROMANCE. Because it was just so wonderful. So carefree frolicking inside of her. It was kind of like feeling free from all of this..this horrible thing she'd become.
She sat up and reached over to the table, the music box Draco gave her for Valentine's Day sat there, she placed it in her laps and she let it sing and she watched the dragon dance. She looked at it affectionately and rubbed it's tiny, scaly head with her finger. The tiny dragon arched it's back and let her pet it. After a while, it fell asleep. Tru continued humming the tune and set the music box back on the table.
Draco poked his head through the doors and smiled over at her. She smiled back at him and he walked toward her. His hands were behind his back. "How are you feeling today?" he asked her. Tru smirked at him and jumped up from the bed and spinned like a ballerina and slipped, falling into him, holding herself up by his shoulder. "Well I'm good but I'm not graceful." she said. The moment became a little awkward. She stared up at him, and him at her. They were really close and it felt very strange to them. Her eyes gazed into his and after a fleeting moment, realizing what was happening, she moved. Draco blushed furiously and coughed. He pulled a rose from behind his back "I brought you this, it's not much but I know you like roses."
Tru smiled at him and took the rose delicately in her hands. She smelled it, taking in it's sweet, delicious scent. "Ready to go?" Draco asked her, holding out his arm. Tru smiled, rushed to get her music box, and took his arm. "Of course." Out they walked together. Harry waited outside for them and they headed back to the tower.
The walk back was full of laughter and anticipation of the summer coming up in only a couple of months time. Tru's smile seemed to light up the halls, to Draco. Her spirit and radiance returning from her illness was all that Draco needed to smile right then. When they reached the portrait hole, Tru turned to them both and smiled. "Guys, wait here, I'm gonna take my things up and we can head out to the Quidditch field to the game.
Draco smiled and watched her go through the portrait. He had almost completely forgot about the game. Harry was even in his uniform. The Slytherin team had replaced him with Goyle. How that ever came to be...Draco didn't know. But his excitement at seeing Harry demolish them made Draco ecstatic. "Are you excited for the game?" Draco asked Harry. Harry smirked at him and leaned up against the wall. "Of course. I couldn't be more excited! I can't believe they replaced you with GOYLE of all people."
Draco gave a loud "HARUMPH" at the statement. "They don't have any taste in what true talent is, so I'm not surprised. I never caught the snitch anyway. Not once." They both laughed about these things for a moment. Harry looked at Draco, Draco was staring at the portrait hole. "I'll never have a girl like her will I, Harry?" he asked him quietly.
Harry stared at him. "Draco, don't think like that, you and her are so perfect for one another, she's bound to love you back. What'd she think of the rose?"
"She smelled it like it was the best thing in the world."
"Good sign."
Draco smiled softly. "I really love her." he said. He looked at Harry and Harry could see the seriousness in his eyes. It was as though Harry could see every speck of feeling he had for Tru right through his eyes. There was a certain happiness that he hadn't ever seen in anyone before. Not even his own eyes when he knew that one day, he'd be leaving the Dursleys.
"Tell her, Draco." Harry stated calmly. Draco's eyes blinked rapidly. "I...I-I can't do that Harry! I don't know I mean...just...uh..." Draco's stammering continued and Harry put a hand on his shoulder. "You can't be sure how she feels, until you tell her. And you shouldn't be scared to let out how you really feel about her, Draco. She's an awesome girl. Sure it's scary, but it should be a risk you're willing to take. She's worth it and you know it."
Draco smiled and couldn't help but bring Harry into a hug. Harry wasn't shocked at all. He hugged him back and chuckled. They came out of it and Tru came out of the portrait hole, her GRYFFINDOR flag in hand. "Lets go!" she said rushing down the hall. The guys smirked and ran after her.
From around a corner, a glaring enemy came, scowling after them, fuming.
