After the bleachers incident Angelina is no where to be seen or rather impossible to catch. For the week they play a game of cat and mouse until a trip to the library leads him to find himself once again within her circle.
He approaches her table slowly but steps loud enough for her not to be startled by his sudden appearance. Its late. Later than either one of them should be in the library but it works considering that he is sure that they are both thankful for the privacy. She acknowledges his presence with a silent nod but otherwise her eyes remain on the book before her.
She seems different now. Not uneasy around him as she had been in the past. He suppose it is because she knows it is she who wields the power not but unlike before Draco is unafraid. "We are not in elementary school anymore" she says suddenly. "You can't expect me to know how you...if you feel something when you wont even say it". She is silent after this comment.
Dracos watches her cautiously as she reads the paper before her. He wonders what it is or rather how he can say the words that come to his mind. "I...".The young man flinches when he feels a hand sliding over his own. Its hers. Warm and dark against his pale skin, almost otherworldly. Thinking this was a mistake he allows her a chance to move them but after a moment of stillness he feels his fingers wrap around hers.
He doesn't know how far this will go but isn't willing to allow himself the thought of a possible end to what has just started. Instead he brings the hand atop his own to his lips allowing his lips to brush over them. A an action that for Angelina speaks louder than words. Up until then she had yet to look to him but as she watches his lips touch the curve of her knuckles she feels a lightness
He wonders how he will talk to her tomorrow or if she will allow her eyes to meet his own in the busy corridors. "I'll know you don't mean it" she says. ""
it would always be a different kind of love.
The end
Authors note: Thanks to everyone who read my story :D