Prewerweknif aka previously:
"Draco Malfoy if you don't get over here this instant!" Mrs. Malfoy started. Draco was at her side in a heartbeat.
"Come on now, Ali, we best be on our way to dinner now," Draco said smiling at me. I smiled back and walked over to him. I held his hand and we went to dinner. I sat in the seat next to Draco. I didn't eat much because I don't usually anyways. When we were done with dinner we discussed sleeping arrangements. Well actually Draco and his mom did. He insisted that I sleep in his room. But Mrs. Malfoy said I should sleep in the guest room. In the end Draco ended up loosing the fight. So Draco showed me where the guest room was. I brought my bag up into the room.
A second later:
I unpacked half of my things and lay down on my bed. That brings me to where I am now. Lying on my bed. Staring up at the ceiling. I'm thinking of everything. How Draco asked me to marry him, how Harry asked for my forgiveness, how I GAVE him that forgiveness, how Draco can make me feel, how life is so amazingly weird, how I ended up with Draco. KNOCK KNOCK. Hey! Who DARES interrupt my thinking?
"Come in!" I shout. Draco's walking in. I sit up. He decides to sit on my bed. Hey who told him to sit there?
"May I help you?" I ask looking at him innocently. He smirks his sexy smirk and stares at me.
"Define 'help'," he says. I slap him playfully.
"You're so perverted!" I say. I hit him with a pillow.
"Hey no fair!" he yells.
"Why?" I ask.
"I don't have a pillow!" he answers. I throw him one and start beating him to death.
"Give up?" I shout.
"Yes, YES I GIVE UP!" he laughed. I loose my balance and fall on him. My lips decide to crash down on his. His arm finds its way around my waist. My hands end up around his neck. His tongue sneaks into my mouth. We explore each others mouths for a couple of minutes and break away, panting.
"You know, I'm gonna miss having you against me during the night," I say. My fingers danced around his face. He shivered and grabbed my hand.
"Who says we have to be in different rooms?" he asks.
"Your mom," I simply answer.
"My MOM isn't the boss of me anymore. I can make my own decisions," he answers. I smile at his "courageousness". Some times he can be such a loser.
"You are a loser," I say.
"Am I?" he asks.
"Yes," I answer.
"But a sexy loser right?" he asks. I roll my eyes and nod.
"Yes a VERY sexy loser," I say and kiss him again. After we part I snuggle close to him.
"Goodnight," I whisper.
"Night," he says.
Sorry it's so short! I'm having writers block again. See ya! R/r