Chapter 5
I smiled across the room at Malfoy when he sauntered into potions late, yet again. He quickly smirked in my direction but turned and looked at Zabini, trying to hide the evidence of what he just did. I suppose you could say we were... acquaintances. Not yet friends, but definitely getting there. We still sat together in Charms slowly piecing together each others lives.
I began to realize in the last two weeks that Malfoys life was nothing like I had expected. His father was honestly an evil, evil man. Through the entire War, I was along with everyone in Gryffindor, comfortably blind to the other side. Never thinking once that anyone didn't want to be there and that families could be so cruel within such a "pure" and "noble" bloodline. I really didn't blame Draco for hating us.
Oh god... I just called him Draco. Well this is an interesting turn of events.
"Vic, we have a problem" I turned to my seat partner to say.
"Oh no.. is this about that gorgeous blondie who's staring at you?" Victoria Murray spoke in a heavy American accent and gave a little wink with a glittery black covered eyelid. I whipped my head around to check if he was looking but of course as soon as Vic broke into giggles I knew and saw that he indeed was not looking. I turned and swatted her on the arm. I met her in History of Magic about a week ago and now I just couldn't live without her. It sounds mean but I'm so happy she was forced by her parents to transfer.
"Jerk! But yes, it's kind of about him... I just called him Draco. In my head of course but still! It's so weird..." I confessed to her and all I got in return was a little giggles.
"Mione, it is really not a big deal. He's hot and you guys are starting to become friends, of course you would call him Draco! Don't worry about girl." Victoria smiled at me and I nodded feeling just a tinsy bit better. Vic always helped me feel better about my choices, finally a friend who accepted me for who I am. And by that I mean completely. While Harry and Ronalds friendship was still on shaky grounds, I knew I had never felt this way with either of them. I know that that might sound biased given our current situation but looking back I find there were quite a few things they just wouldn't agree on.
Neverless, I will continually be friendly just... I don't think we'll ever reach that level of closeness again. Life works in unexpected ways I thought, glancing at Victoria and quickly turned to look at Draco. This time however my eyes locked with the depths of his. Molten silver drew me in and I found myself not caring who noticed I was looking.
Until of course, Victoria elbowed me hard in the ribs. I whipped around hard and glared at her before I realized what I did, then my face felt hot and I gave a shy smile. She, of course, burst into laughter. She was laughing so hard that she fell off her chair, and then it was my turn to laugh.
I felt Draco's eyes burning on my neck and turned half expecting a glare or a sneer, only to be surprised by the soft smile in his stare. Once again I blushed and quickly looked back at my table to hide the flush he had brought upon me.
I couldn't say what I was feeling at that moment but everything felt right. I didn't worry about my report due in a couple days, or fixing my friendships, or even how my life had drastically changed. Because in that moment, just trying to hide my blush from a boy, within its simplicity I felt like a child again. Nothing to worry about just a boy and a girl.
And I felt happy, inexplicitly happy.
