Recap…
He can't keep it any longer. Eventually, he will have to make a move or else someone else will get her. She began having admirers back in second year. That means competition is being harder this time. Now that she had changed a lot.
The next day is a Saturday so they do not have classes yet. Moira reviewed the list of duties she have. The duties include planning the welcoming ball that will be happening two weeks from now.
Moira is sitting again at the back of the Slytherin table eating her cereal. Draco walked in and sat on the only empty seat at the Slytherin table. He realized that he just took seat next to Moira. Moira looked at Draco and turned red slightly. "I'm really sorry about last night." She apologized.
"It's nothing, Moira." Draco smiled. Moira smiled back and blushed again. "Why, what happened last night?" Blaise said slyly. "Oh, it's nothing interesting, Zabini." Draco said and piled some food on his plate. Moira rolled her eyes. "Nothing could possibly happen," she said.
"Yeah right, don't be so sure. You wouldn't know what the future brings." Zabini said, smiling smugly at the two of them. "Whatever you say," Moira said and stood up and headed out of the great hall.
"Great job, Zabini," Draco said. "Now you made her go away," Blaise smirked. "Come on, man. The girl likes you, nothing to worry about." He said reassuringly. "Shut up," Draco said with slight anger and walked out of the hall.
Moira is sitting under a tree on the grounds. She laid her back against the tree trunk and tried to relax. She needed someone else: not a friend, but someone who will love her for who she is. That is it, she totally need a boyfriend.
Draco walked around the grounds, his hands inside his pockets. He was thinking about Moira. How is he going to tell her that he really love her? That he had admired her right from the start of school. And how he missed the times they spent together before she moved away with her aunt.
Draco looked up and saw Moira sitting under a tree. He approached her and sat next to her. Moira opened her eyes and saw Draco sitting next to her. "What are you doing here?" she asked. "Nothing, I think I just missed you." Draco confessed. "Excuse me?" Moira said. "We used to be friends, you know. And I kind of missed that." He replied.
"I know; remember when we used to go to the park and walk while holding each other's hand?" Moira said, smiling slightly while looking up at the sky. "Yeah, that was the best." Draco said and held her hand. "Yeah, but what happened?" Moira asked Draco. She did not even notice that Draco is holding her hand.
"Listen, the past doesn't matter now, Moira." Draco said, looking deep into her eyes. "I am sorry for all the things I've done. I did not really mean to hurt your feelings. There is a reason and I would tell you when I'm ready."
Moira smiled at Draco and hugged him. "It's all right, Draco," she said. "Just promise me you're not going to leave me."
Draco hugged her back tightly. He was not sure what she meant by not leaving her. Sure, he is never going to leave the woman he loves. "I promise," he whispered in her ear.
Moira smiled and lay back again. "It's great to have you back," Moira said. "I'm happy to have you back as well," Draco said, smiling. Draco gazed into her eyes and began leaning in to kiss her. Just then, she woke up at around lunchtime and found out it was all a dream. "Darn it!" Moira said.
She sighed and walked back inside the castle and to the great hall and sat at the back never minding who is sitting next to her. When she finished piling food on her plate, she finally looked at the one sitting next to her. Draco Malfoy. Perfect, friggin perfect.
The guy she just dreamt about is sitting next to her and staring at her. She felt conscious and looked at Malfoy. "What are you looking at?" she asked. "Nothing," Draco said, snapping out of it.
After eating lunch, Moira headed back to the common room to start studying. She sat on the couch, opened her DADA book, and tried to concentrate. However, she failed to concentrate because Draco is in her head. She can't get him out of her head. What the hell is with him, anyway?
Just then, Draco entered the common room and sat next to her. He glanced at her and one part of him tells him to take her hand and stroke it gently but the other side says no because he will just blow his cover and Moira will know that he likes her.
"Would you like to go to the welcoming ball with me, Moira?" Draco asked, breaking the silence and looking into her brown eyes. Moira's eyes brighten and she looked at Draco. "Are you seriously asking me out?" she asked.
"Yes I am." Draco said, smiling. "But why would you choose me?" Moira said. Draco shrugged. "I could think of no one else besides you whom I'd be proud to take along to the ball." He replied. Moira blushed slightly and smiled. "Sure," she said finally. "I was hoping you'd ask me anyway."
Draco smirked. "Great," he said. "Right, I'll see you around," she said and stood up. Draco took her hand to stop her. Moira instantly felt the shivers going up and down her spine. "Wait," Draco said. "I want to tell you something,"
Moira turned and looked at Draco. "Yeah?" she asked. "I'm really sorry for all the things I've done to you. I guess it's time we make up, Moira." He said, slowly letting go of her hand. Moira looked at him and then into his eyes and saw the sincerity.
Could this be true? Is Draco Malfoy, my used to be friend turned to enemy is asking forgiveness and wants to be friends again? She thought.
"S-sure," Moira stuttered a bit. "I-I forgive you." She said and smiled slightly. Draco beamed and stretched out his hand. "Friends?" he said, smiling. Moira smiled and took it. "Friends." She replied.