Draco returned to the couch before Cho came back. The food was still hot and it looked scrumptious. Without hesitation, Draco induged in the food, eating like there was no tomorrow. He was too hungry and this was actually the first decent hearty meal he had eaten in such a long time. "This is the best tasting mashed potato and macaroni and cheese I ever had", he thought to himself
Cho's POVCho couldn't stop thinking that the hell was wrong with that guy she welcomed into her home. The way he looked at her made her feel slightly uncomfortable because no one has ever looked at her that way since Cedric.
"Cedric", she whispered to herself, "wherever you are, I hope you're doing much better".
She didn't like thinking of Cedric that much anymore. Though she was able to stop crying over him a year after he passed away, she still found it difficult to forget about the special moments they both shared. The only way she was able to shun those memories was when she was fussing over things. Her former job distracted her from reminiscing, her drug use made her mind fly away into an unknown realm. But now, she was left with the latter and the problem with this was that the latter was slowly destroying her.
Losing herself in her thoughts, Cho almost forgot that she was supposed to stir up some juice for her visitor. "At least he can distract me from my shitty life, or so I hope he will. Dear God, I hope he's not some homeless lunatic or a serial killer", Cho thought as she was stirring the lemonade.
Cho carried the cold pitcher back to her living room and found her visitor who seemed to be enjoying the food she made for him. She blurted a small laugh which caused her visitor to look up.
"You know, I suggest that you breathe in between spoonfuls of macaroni. I wouldn't want someone to choke and die here in my place. Here's your drink. Make sure you gulp it down slowly as well cause you might end up coughing or what not." Cho said, sarcastically.
"Thank you so much", her visitor replied with a full mouth.
"Don't eat with your mouth full. You have manners, I suppose. You can also take off your hoodie because I can turn on the heater. I'm pretty cold myself, too. And oh yeah, you can take that cap off your head. It's quite disturbing ang it's making you look creepier. ", she said monotously.
Cho was fine with the fact that people eat with hats or caps on as she would do that herself. But she just had to know who this man was. Pretending to be conscious about manners was just an excuse for Cho to have a look at this man sitting on her couch.
She watched as the man zipped down his black hoodie. As he was taking it off, Cho could not help but stare at the body which had been hidden by the black clothing. He wore a white shirt which sort of clung to his body. He was thin but Cho could see that he had a muscular built despite his small frame and his arms were muscular as well, but not too muscular. Cho could feel her stomach flutter. "Why do I have a weird feeling about this?", she thought to herself.
Time seemed to slow down for her as she watched this man take off his cap. Blonde hair showed. The man brushed his hand up his hair which had been messed up by the cap. Cho's eyes widened with who was standing in front of her.
"But it couldn't be. This could be anyone. There are a million people with blonde hair".
But the color of this man's hair was just different. The way it fell down to his face was just so familiar and it could only belong to one person and this person happened to be one of the many people who were quite well-known at Hogwarts.
Slowly, the man looked up and locked eyes with Cho.
"Malfoy!"