D E V O T I O N

Written by Bunnyyyy
Disclaimer Harry Potter series belongs to JK Rowling.
Shipping Draco/OC
Rating M
Author's Note: Again, I'm so sorry for the amazingly late update! But I am trying! Read and review, please. I will try to get the next chapter up a lot sooner.

Chapter Six: Wanna Go Out?

It was so clear. I could see a sparkling lake and a beautiful moon. There was also a forest in the distance. This place didn't look familiar at all. But it was very peaceful and I felt happy. Really happy. Too happy. Then, snap. I was suddenly filled with fear. My heart raced. I started panicking. The blur in front of me made fear leak throughout my body.

Get away— what are you?

No.

I bolted up into a sitting position. I found myself panting and covered in a thin layer of sweat as my heart raced horribly fast. I felt sick, and it took a couple blinks and deep breaths before I could calm down and realize I was safe in my room.

"What was that about?"

Now that I was awake, most of what happened in my dream wasn't clear anymore. I hate it when I forget my dreams. All I knew was that it was scary, and it made me feel uneasy. The blur... was it a person? Or a creature? I know I heard the blur speak, but it was so unclear. The voice sounded human. And familiar. Awfully familiar, but I couldn't match the voice to anyone I knew. This was really starting to stress me out!

As my mind continued to ponder about the dream, I glanced outside my glass porch doors and saw a bright, clear, blue sky. It must have been fairly early since Hilda hadn't barged into my room to wake my lazy ass up yet. It's rare for me to ever wake up early, and when I do, I usually just go back to bed. I'm not a morning person, but oddly enough I felt refreshed and energized, especially after being scared awake. It would be impossible for me to fall asleep again, so there was no point in trying.

After a nice warm shower and fixing myself up, I made my way downstairs to the dining room. To no surprise, my parents were already there eating breakfast.

"Sup, Mom." I plopped down in the seat across from my mother who shook her head. Guess she wasn't in a good mood today.

"Morning, Dad." I nodded towards him.

"Sup? Honestly Evaleen, avoiding slang might be doing yourself a favor," my father said as he continued to read the paper.

I kept my mouth shut knowing it was for the better, but I mentally rolled my eyes before noticing a plate of food in front of me; toast and over-easy eggs. Weird, I didn't even see the house elf.

"You're up early for once. I'm assuming you bought all your school supplies?" This time my father looked up from his paper.

I held up a finger as I swallowed my food before replying, "Of course."

My father's eyebrows narrowed as he opened his mouth to probably make a smart remark, but Luna had appeared out of nowhere and leaped onto my lap causing me to nearly choke on whatever was left in my mouth.

"Mom, I'll be outside. I'm gonna go play with Luna," I said while pushing my plate aside and patting Luna on the head.

My mom eyed Luna and smiled, "She's cute. Well don't stay outside too long, or you'll begin to smell like the outdoors."

I arched an eyebrow and nodded before swooping Luna into my arms. I didn't feel like hanging around my parents. I never really did, but I'm guessing that's common amongst lots of teenagers. So I'm going to be one of those cool hip moms, but not to the point where it's embarrassing.

I hummed a random song that had popped into my head as I walked down the corridors to the front doors. It took a few seconds before I realized I was humming a Blink 182 song. I turned down the hallway to find a house elf dressed in a green and black outfit standing fast asleep against the wall near the entrance. He woke at the sounds of my footsteps.

"M-M-Miss Bettencourt. I-I'm awfully sorry for falling asleep. I—"

I smiled, "It's okay. I'd sleep too if I had a boring job. Why don't you take a break? My mom likes answering doors anyway and I don't think we'll be having guest over today."

In shock, the house else nodded and quickly scurried away after bowing and thanking me as if I saved his life. I smiled feeling like I accomplished a good deed.

The weather was amazingly beautiful; clear blue sky with a slight breeze here and there. The air was fresh and crisp and taking a deep breath felt refreshing. I wondered away from my house, in the shade of the tall trees that aligned the driveway, to a spot near the gates that closed off the world from my manor. I could see the Malfoy manor from here, and I hoped that I would see Draco at some point.

I placed Luna on the grass and admired how cute she was. Then, I wondered if she was trained. Can cats be trained to do more than clean themselves and use a litter box? Did wizarding cats need training? Maybe I should have thought this through before deciding to own a cat.

"Okay Luna, I know you're not a dog but let's see what you can do. Sit?"

Luna sat on the cool grass with her eyes staring up at me as I leaned down in excitement. Maybe she was trained like a dog!

"Lay down? Run?"

Her head tilted to the side as if amused. Maybe she wasn't. I probably would have been better off getting a dog then.

"Meow?"

As if giving up with my stupid commands, she yawned, turned away, and laid down.

"You're lucky you're cute, otherwise I'd ditch you right here!" I said while placing my hands on my hips and shaking my head.

"Well, she isn't a dog."

I couldn't stop the grin that formed on my face at the sound of that voice. I turned around to see Draco standing just outside the gates. Today, he wore wore a simple black long sleeve and dark denims. His pale skin's contrast to his outfit seemed to make his face even more gorgeous as his hair gleamed in the sunlight. I could just drool.

"Well, you're out early," I said as the gates opened letting him in.

He approached with one hand in his pocket. It was amazing how cool, yet casual he looked. Guys back at home would have been a joke to see imitate him.

"And you're not? Anyway, what are you trying to do? Train Luna to be the best cat in the dog Olympics?" He smirked.

With furrowed eyebrows I rolled my eyes and turned away, but it was an automatic response to help hide the blush that burned my cheeks.

"Olympics are a muggle thing. You don't seem like the type of wizard to know anything about it."

Draco laughed before walking up behind me and whispering, "Wanna go out today?"

His breath against my neck felt like a cold breeze that sent chills through my body. My heart fluttered.

I avoided looking at him as I bit my lower lip. "W-where?"

"Anywhere you want to go." Was he trying to sound seductive? Because it's working.

I smiled a little as an idea popped into my head. I haven't gone shopping for fun in a while since I've been so depressed to move out here. But I do recall seeing an area with plenty of shops and restaurants after leaving the airport.

"I don't think so Evie," Draco said.

"Huh?" I asked dumbstruck. "I didn't even say anything. Do you even know what I had in mind?" I turned around to look at him.

He smirked and simply said, "Yes."

"Then what was it?"

"You want to go shopping. I'd have to be mental not to be able to guess that," he casually said.

I crossed my arms as I eyed him. "Okay, you win. I want to go shopping in London; not something every American girl can brag about."

I smiled to myself as I imagined telling my friends that I went shopping in London with a really cute guy.

He smirked, "That's great. But I don't want to go shopping."

He continued to look at me with that annoying attractive smirk as my face turned into confusion. Usually when a guy asks what I want to do and I actually name it, that's what we go do.

"Oookay? Then what would you like to do, Mr. Malfoy?"

"I propose that you come over for a tour of the Malfoy manor, and then we can have lunch outside in the garden. How does that sound?"

I pondered over it. How many girls has Draco invited over? Probably a good amount. But still, I didn't want to miss out on a chance like this. And lunch with just the two of us? Sounded like a date.

"I guess it sounds okay," I shrugged trying to sound unimpressed.

He chuckled, "I'll take you shopping another day."

As my face lightened up, he reached out, took my hand and started walking towards the gates.

"Wait, Draco! We're going now? I have to tell my parents. And would your parents mind me being at your place?"

Draco's smirk stay glued to his face, "You have to ask your parents for permission to go out? It's right across the street, Evaleen."

I furrowed my eyebrows and opened my mouth to explain, but he continued, "No. I don't have to tell my parents. As long as you aren't praising Potter in front of our home, a muggle-born, and or homeless looking, I think it'll be fine. Besides, they're out on business of some sort."

I saw a hint of frustration after he mentioned them being out on business, but I didn't push the matter.

"Well I guess I'm cleared to go. Lemme just tell my parents, I'll be over in a few minutes. Okay?"

I swooped up Luna into my arms and started to walk back towards my manor. Glancing to my left, Draco was right next to me keeping pace. What on earth?

"I'll go with you," he stated.

I panicked.

"No no! My father doesn't really like me inviting guys over. He'll totally flip."

His smirked widened, "Even better! I hope he totally flips then."

He opened one of the front doors of my home as I glared at him.

"Are you making fun of me?"

He nudged me into the welcoming corridor, and closed the door behind him quietly.

"Depends. Would it help if I held your hand when you introduce me to your parents?"

In my shock, I practically dropped Luna but she landed gracefully on the marble floor and went up the stairs to the second floor. I shook my head, speechless, as Draco laughed.

"I'm joking. You're awfully gullible," he said.

I muttered insults to myself as I headed down the corridor only to hear him say, "Don't worry. I like it."

"Mom?" I walked into the dining room thinking they'd still be eating breakfast, but the entire room was empty. Great, I don't even know my way around this place and it would be embarrassing to get lost with Draco in my own home. Unfortunately, that's what happened. I tried the next room which looked like an office. Then the next which was a quest bedroom. And so was the next. Then there was a bathroom. I led Draco to the opposite side of the manor into a large family room where I finally found my parents watching a movie on an amazingly, nice, high quality flat screen.

"Can you guys maybe draw me a map of this place? It would help a lot."

My mom turned around to say something, but stopped as soon as she noticed Draco standing next to me.

"Oh. Who's your friend?" She looked him up and down before smiling with approval.

Draco cleared his throat and said, "I'm Draco Malfoy, ma'am. I live in the manor across from yours. I was hoping I could ask permission to have Evaleen over for a bit."

After Draco said his name, my father's head snapped towards our direction and he stood from his seat with a wide grin on his face. He walked over to shake Draco's hand. This was beyond unusual.

"So you're Malfoy's son? My, this is wonderful! Devin Bettencourt. I've known your father for some time now. Great man although he disapproves of my fascination of muggle things. Are you courting my daughter? I'd be delighted to have you as a son-in-law one day. In fact, your father even mentioned the idea. Great match to keep the pure bloods going."

"Oh yes!" My mother came to join in on the conversation, "I couldn't agree more. You'd have beautiful children! Oh Evaleen, I couldn't be more proud! Such a handsome, young man."

Draco gave a nervous smile before I said with wide eyes and burning cheeks, "M-mom, I just met him yesterday. He's not courting me or anything. We're just friends!"

"Oh," both my parents said in unison. They were obviously disappointed.

"Well Draco, you're always welcomed here," my father said as he dismissed himself to go watch TV again.

My mother's eyes danced between me and Draco for a few extra seconds before a smile of content flashed across her face.

"Come over anytime, Draco. You two have fun, and don't bring her back too late."

Draco smiled and nodded, "I won't, ma'am."

"Welcome to the Malfoy's."

I stood in front of the dark mahogany doors of the Malfoy manor. Draco made a small hand motion which made the dark doors creak open revealing the most fantastic home I had ever seen. The house had a dark theme to it, yet at the same time it was so elegant and beautiful. The walls were decorated with all sorts of greens and silvers. But I followed him inside feeling a little uneasy. Although the manor was fantastic, I felt like there was something dark and unwelcoming. I also felt like there would be dark creatures lurking inside the different rooms, so I kept close to Draco as he began his tour.

"Draco, your place is amazing!" An hour later, I had paused in a hallway that I realized was covered in a family tree. Vines, names, and faces adored every space.

"I know."

He glanced at the faces in the family tree and I watched as he glared at certain faces, including his own family.

"C'mon."

The rooms were huge. It didn't seem logical because the house didn't seem as big enough from the outside. The rooms were filled with portraits, windows with drapes hanging from the ceiling reaching the ground, and looked as if an interior designer decorated each room with an old English feel. There were also rugs that spread far and wide following the many corridors and hallways that Draco led me through.

"I'll show you my room."

My eyes popped wide open, but he didn't see. He kept walking down the hallway with me at his heals and my mind going berserk.

He chuckled, "Don't worry. It's just a tour. I won't try anything unless you want to, of course. I'd be more than happy." He glanced back at me with that smirk of his.

I scoffed, slapped his arm, and looked away, but that didn't keep the blush from creeping on my face.

He only laughed and said, "Gullible."

We continued to walk down more hallways and corridors until we came to a large door with elegant writing carved into it. Once we got closer, the torches on the sides of the door lit up revealing the letters that formed the words "Draco Lucius Malfoy."

"Lucius? So that's your middle name?"

He made a face but said, "It's my father's first name as well. Devotion."

I looked at him with confusion before noticing the door open silently revealing a dimly lit room. To no surprise, it was as big as all the rest of the rooms in the house. But it wasn't clean and perfect looking like all the other rooms. It smelled strongly of Draco's cologne, clothes were scattered all around his dressing wardrobe, a black bricked fire place adored the bottom right corner of his room, and the entire back wall of his room was glass. From the moment his bedroom door opened, I could see his entire backyard which was more like a national park. A little away from the window was a huge, tall, four poster black framed bed with black and silver covers and matching curtains. Unlike the rest of his home, green was minimal and was replaced with more blacks and silver.

"I get sick of all the green and Slytherin stuff. So black and silver are my only alternatives."

I smiled as I looked around, "That's cool. Your room looks awesome."

He followed my eyes and shrugged, "I like your room better. It feels more— I don't know— comfortable I guess."

I walked around his room a little more admiring all the different trinkets he had around his room. Some things looked awfully scary though, like this skull that was on his desk. I shivered and looked away. How can you sleep in a room with a skull in it!

He smiled, "We've been walking around my house for quite a while. Would you care to join me for lunch?"

"I'd love to," I said with a grin.

"Oh, keep in mind that you're the only one who knows the password to my room. My parents aren't allowed in here, and I haven't let anyone else in either."

I stifled a laugh. Sure, he hasn't let anyone else in his room except for a dozen girls. I'm sure.

I followed him to the opposite side of the house. It felt like I had been walking miles and all the walking had definitely helped work up an appetite. After a few minutes, we were finally outside in the backyard. Wait, forget backyard. It was a fricken garden with its own maze, swimming, and Quidditch field. But my eyes were drawn to the maze. I immediately got bad vibes from it and did not want to even go in there. Glancing back at Draco, my worries washed away.

"Draco, your place just gets more and more amazing!"

"Magic, darling. Usually the flowers are dead," he nodded the long aisles of flower beds. "But I had them taken care of this morning. Mother never really cares for the garden even though she's the one who asked for it."

He shook his head and led me to a small white linen table set for two. There was even a blood red rose lying in the middle of the table with scattered petals. This was definitely better than going shopping.

"Wow, Draco. All this— for me?"

Draco laughed, "I know it looks awfully romantic, but I wanted it to be somewhat special and I wasn't sure how else to go about it. Evaleen, you are officially my only true friend as of right now," he paused for a second while fingering the table cloth. "Right?"

Awww was all that went through my head as I took a seat across from him.

"Of course, Draco." I reached over and placed my hand over his.

When he looked up from the table, I became completely lost in those eyes. I felt like he was reading every thought and hesitant action my body could possibly make. My heart fluttered and I felt the want to just lean over and kiss him.

"Evaleen, I need to tell you something really important before it's too late."

Kissing him escaped my thoughts immediately due to the seriousness of his voice. I nodded, eager to know what sounded so important.

"I need to tell you before anything bad happens because of me. And I don't want anything to happen to you. Evaleen, I'm a—"

Author's Note: End with a cliffy? Sorry if this chapter wasn't great, but please review! Thanks!