Hey there! Sorry for the late update, I've been busy with school.
So anyway, onto the second part without any further ado.
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"No, of course not."
I managed to say without making a complete fool out of myself. He nodded his head in thanks and sat down opposite to me. I tried to focus on the words in the book.
Who the heck am I kidding? He managed to distract me when he was miles away in his dorms, and now he's sitting so close to me, and I am trying to concentrate on the book.
Maybe I really have lost my senses.
I tried to steal a glance at him. It seemed like he was doing some homework. A few loose strand of his hair had fallen over his forehead, making him look darn more attractive than he already was. Stupid hair.
I blushed and turned away. Only Draco Malfoy could make me feel such things. Why the heck was I even attracted to him? I had often heard the phrase 'the heart has reasons the brain cannot understand', but never thought I would experience it first-hand.
Wait. O. H. M. Y. G. O. D. Did I just admit that I had fallen for Dr-Malfoy? No. No. No. No. This can't be good.
Please don't tell him. I am begging you. Seriously, I would die if he ever found out that I have a crush on him. I am dead serious.
It doesn't help that lately I've been wondering what his skin feels against mine. How would his lips feel if I caressed them with my own? How would his hair feel when I run my hands through them? How would-
"You're staring."
"What?" I asked, stupidly if I may add, snapping out of my daydreams.
"You're staring at me." He repeated, looking straight at me.
And indeed, I was. I could feel my cheeks burning as I mumbled, "Sorry". When did I start staring at him? I couldn't even remember that.
An awkward silence ensued. I wanted to break it, though I had no idea why.
Suddenly, an owl dropped a letter on his book. I saw his face scrunch up lightly before he went back to his work. It didn't seem like he wanted to open it.
"Won't you open it?" I said, then mentally smacked myself. Way to go, Granger.
"I already know what's in it." He replied, without looking up.
I had opened my mouth to ask what. Then I realized it was probably something personal, and shut it. But he seemed to have sensed what I was about to ask.
"That was a letter from Father. He wants me to agree to my engagement with Astoria Greengrass."
"You mean Daphne's sister?"
"The very same. Father wants me marry her because it would be much beneficial to both the families". He pinched the bridge of his nose. "But I don't want to marry just to benefit. I want to marry for…"
He turned pink and didn't complete his sentence. Cute.
"Love?" I asked, helpfully.
He blushed completely and said," Yes. But Father doesn't think that way. He doesn't believe in love. He just wants someone to carry on the Malfoy line. He says that if I don't find someone by the end of the year, then I would automatically be engaged to her."
He looked sad. Then he muttered, "And I haven't found anyone yet…."
I don't know what compelled me to do it. The devastated look on his face, or the tone in which he told that, or maybe it was just me.
I stood up, went over to him. He looked at me, confused. "What…"
I gently turned his face towards me and planted a light kiss on his lips. When I pulled back, I could see his eyes wide in surprise.
"Tell you father that you found someone."
I could feel my cheeks burn like lava. Why, why, oh why did I do that? And did I have to say something so stupid? I wished the ground would swallow me up right then.
Right when I thought that maybe I could convince him somehow that it was all a dream and was about to pull away, I felt myself pulled by a strong pair of hands. The next thing I knew, I was on his lap, in his arms, his lips on mine.
I couldn't care if the roof caved in and fell right on top of me in that moment. All I cared about was that the moment I dreamt so long was finally coming true.
It was perfect.
As much as I would have liked to stay this way for the rest of my pathetic life, I had to pull back for oxygen. I slowly opened my eyes and stared at him.
He stared back. Then he smiled. A true, genuine smile.
"Yes, I'll most certainly tell him that I found somebody."
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