A/N: k, here's the second part! Thanks to Crystal Malfoy for taking the time to leave a review. I'd like to dedicate this chapter to you! And thanks to everyone else who put this story on their favorites! It made me super happy! And reviews would make me even happier! Now, enjoy installment number 2!
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Warning: kissing?
See You Again (Part 2)
The last time I freaked out.
I can't believe it. Hogsmeade weekend, here we are, me and you, sitting in the Hog's Head. You still won't go into the Three Broomsticks. But that's ok. All that matters is that we're together. We're on our date now. At least, I think it's a date. God please, I hope it's a date. I wouldn't be able to stand it if you were just being friendly. I think I would cry again. It would be so hard to hold myself together, after having you so close, and then slipping from my grasp.
I just kept looking down.
You're talking about what a success our project was. You look so excited, animated, and, dare I say it, adorable. I know you'd kill me if you heard that. Malfoys don't "do" adorable. But you, my dear, are the epitome of it. I think I've been staring at you with this love struck look on my face for quite a while now. But you don't even notice. Oh no, it's not that you're clueless. But when you're off in your own little world, everything around you ceases to exist. Oh crap. You look up at me. I snap my head down. You can't catch me staring. Not yet. You keep talking to me, but I refuse to look at you. I'm afraid that if I do, I'll catch your eyes again, and give myself away.
I st-st-stuttered when you asked me what I'm thinkin' bout.
While you go on about this and that, I let my mind wander off. Your face looked flushed with excitement, and I can't help but wonder if that's what it would look like while we made love. Me and you, on the bed. You're body underneath mine. "Please, Harry," you beg me. Your eyes are wild, you look like you're in utter ecstasy, I lean down and—"Knut for your thoughts?" your voice startles me. I hadn't realized you stopped talking. "N-no!" I exclaim loudly. Merlin forbid you know what's going on in my mind now. I would be mortified. I can just feel my cheeks flaming. Good God, I'm probably as red as Ron's hair now. Speaking of, here comes him and Hermione. Please save me from utter embarrassment, I try to telepathically beg of them. I think they see me, but I'm not sure.
Felt like I couldn't breathe.
"Alright, Harry," you say hesitantly. "I guess I'll just have to tell you my thoughts instead." You lean over the table to whisper in my ear, and as you cover your mouth with your hand, you rest it upon my face. I can't believe how close you are right now. My heart starts racing, my hands start sweating. If anyone from afar were to see us, we'd look like two lovers indulging in a precious secret. I wait with bated breath. What could you possible have to tell me that would require such secrecy? You open your mouth to whisper, your breath hot against my ear, God I know I must be in heaven now. "All I've been thinking of is how much I want to kiss you right now." And then, you do. My heart stops. My breath stops. I freeze.
You asked what's wrong with me.
I couldn't do anything but sit there in shock as you kissed me. Some part of my brain was telling me to do something, to kiss you back, but I was too astonished to respond. Brain to body signals must be messed up. You pull away. You look dejectedly at me. I still can't do or say anything. "I'm so sorry, Harry," you tell me softly. "I must have been mistaken. Please, can just pretend that never happened and stay friends? I promise I won't do anything like that again." Ok, now my brain is screaming at me to tell you something, anything, about how much I loved that and would very much like to do it again. I don't know what's wrong with me. I'm sure I'll kill myself later for this. I continue to sit there in silence.
My best friend Leslie said, "Oh she's just being Miley."
I hear a voice, not yours. "Good Lord, Malfoy. I think you sent him into a state of shock!" "Shut up Weasley," you growl. "I already apologized, I'll just go leave now, thank you." Oh no, please don't go Draco! I'm sorry, my mind is the one begging you to stay but my body doesn't seem to be responding. "Malfoy," Ron again, "stay." Oh thank you Ron! I knew we were friends for a reason. Forget helping me with Voldemort, this is why you were meant to be my best friend. Thank God. You sit back down, Draco, albeit reluctantly. Ron, my own personal savior, speaks up again. "Come on, Malfoy. You and Harry have been friends for a year now. Don't you know this is how he gets? Completely and utterly stupid when something finally goes his way?" You contemplate his words. You look at me. Ron looks at me. I get this feeling of déjà vu, and I nod.
The next time we hang out.
Ron's assuring you that I don't hate you. I don't know what's wrong with me. I wish I could tell you that myself. Oh. I think my body has started working again. I want to tell you I don't hate. It's the opposite in fact. I open my mouth, then I close it again. The best I can do is tug at Ron's arm. He looks at me. My face is pleading. He looks at you, then back at me, then back to you. Ron, my savior yet again, makes plans for us to meet. This time, it's not until Saturday. You agree, albeit reluctantly, but still. You agree. That's all that matters.
I will redeem myself.
Saturday. It'll all work out. I will make up for every time I've acted a fool with you. You won't regret asking me out. You won't regret kissing me. Everything will be perfect.
My heart, it can't rest till then. Oh, oh oh oh.
My heart's a flutter, thinking about our next date. This time, I know it's a date. I will not relax until everything is perfect. You'll see. I'll rock your socks right off you.
I, I can't wait to see you again.
I wake up. It's Saturday. The day I'll make things right. I'm counting the hours until we meet. I can't wait.
I've got my sights set on you and I'm ready to aim.
There you are. I'm sitting at the Hog's Head again. Waiting for you. Now, I'm prepared. You'll be hopelessly in love with me. I'll make it happen.
The last time I freaked out.
I will not make the same mistakes I've been making. I will respond to you. I will not freak out. You'll see.
I just kept looking down.
I'll keep my eyes on your face the whole time.
I st-st-stuttered when you asked me what I'm thinkin' bout.
I'll be smooth as—well, something really smooth. No stammering or faltering this time. Just suave and debonair.
Felt like I couldn't breathe.
My heart will beat a thousand beats a minute, don't doubt that, but this time, I won't let it get in the way of our date. It'll be like a butterfly fluttering in the background—somewhat distracting at first, but easily ignorable.
You asked what's wrong with me.
This time, you won't be looking at me like I'm growing an extra head. You'll be amazed by my charm.
My best friend Leslie said, "Oh she's just being Miley."
I won't need Ron to come to the rescue again.
The next time we hang out.
Now here we are. Together again. Our second date. You sit down. I compliment you. You smile hesitantly at me.
I will redeem myself.
Things are going great already. I stammer out an apology. Your smile grows. You accept it.
"Draco," I whisper wistfully. You raise an eyebrow in question. "Can I…?" I want to kiss you. I can't finish the question. Damn my nervousness! I was doing so well up until this point. It doesn't matter. You lean over and kiss me. This time, I kiss you back.
My heart, it can't rest till then. Oh, oh oh oh.
Thumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthump. My heartbeat's reached a new record. We continue kissing. Your tongue reaches out, I tentatively open my lips. Our tongues meet. Oh.
I, I can't wait to see you again.
I've never felt anything like this before. This perfection. This wonder. I've never truly been kissed before today. Just when I feel like I'm about to pass out from lack of oxygen, you pull away.
"Ready to take this somewhere more private?"
Oh, oh oh oh.
Oh. My mind almost stops. Thankfully, I have enough sense to nod dazedly.
I, I can't wait to see you again.
We stand up. You take my hand. Together, we walk hand in hand back to Hogwarts. Back to the rest of our lives together.
Now, I'll be able to see you everyday. To kiss you everyday. To sit with you, hold you everyday.
I can't wait.
A/N: K, that's the second part! Hope you guys enjoyed it! So I'm starting another songfic, this time to "White Horse" by Taylor Swift. I don't know whether I want it to be in Ginny's POV with Harry leaving her for Draco, or in Draco's POV with Harry just being a cheater. Or even both! Lol. Thoughts always welcome, I'd love to know what you guys think of this story and what you want for my second songfic!
~truehdlove