A week after their first encounter, found Fydra tired, but even more determined to drive her 'sibling insane. Having suffered through a evening of listening to Pansy wonder what he'd be like it bed had left her emotions raw and hurting, even if she was aware how Draco felt about Pansy. Tilting her head as she slipped out of the great hall after Harry, she ignored the lok Draco gave her. Catching up to the brunette she smiled sweetly, ignoring Ron as he hovered next to him. They all had a fee period this morning so she was going to do what she wanted, and what she needed."Harry!Would you care to join me for a walk?"She asked looking at him, more than anything else, wanting to have company not of her own house, and of the female gender.
Harry jumped as she came out of nowhere, offering a hesitant smile before glancing at Ron who glared furiously at her. "No!He will no-"
"Sure, Fydra, I'll walk with you."Harry decided. Hell she was a Slytherin, and Slytherins were good at potions, and he needed help with their current essay. He might as well make use of the situation he'd found himself forced into.
"Harry!We were supposed to.."
"Ron. We do that every afternoon."Harry stated calmly patting the red head's shoulder."I'll be back later, and we can play tonight instead alright?"
"...Oh fine."Ron growled glaring at Fydra violently before stalking off.
Harry sighed softly shaking his head glancing at her. "I'm going to pick your brain while we walk."He informed her shaking his head, at least he wasn't flinching every time she moved now, slowly getting used to her, a little more trusting."I'm supposed to have that essay on Mandrake Root done tomorrow, and I can't even get it started."
Fydra snickered at the Weasley's reation as she crossed the entrane way, opening the doors and slipping outside. She needed to be outside, not only to get away from Draco and his bad mood, but something about being outside soothed her."You're hopeless Potter. Do you want me to write it for you and you can just tell me how wonderful, how beautiful, and how priviledged you are to be in my presence?"She said snickering, already workinig on how to write the essay mentally. Because like Draco, she was good at potions, scary good. Her and Draco usually ended up fighting who's potion was better. On a regular basis.
Harry snickered as they headed down the lawn towards the lake, "Yes, yes, priviledged."He said rolling his eyes."You forget why I am in your exhaulted presence princess."He teased shaking his head."Look, your help with my homework is the least you can do for getting all my friends all pissed at me so you can fuck with Malfoy's head."He paused then smirked."Pf course, fucking with Malfoy's head is a benefit all it's own."He said before sighing. "Let's walk around the late, it's not so hot down there. Why do we have to wear such heavy black robes in such hot weather?I think the teachers are trying to roast us."He said glancing up at the glaring sun.
"It's not Malfoy's HEAD I want to fuck with. AT least not the one he thinks with."She snickered, blushing ever so softly. But really, she couldn't help the quip, he'd put it out there."Well, that's because you're poor nd haven't learned a good cooling charm, r in my case, when you're rich enough to afford to buy them, wearing other clothes."She grinned as she paused stripping off her robes, before stepping her robes into her bag. Wearing a pair of muggle jeans and a form fitting t-shirt underneth. As much as she disliked muggles, she admitted they made good clothes. IT wasn't a fetish she could indulge at home, but here at school, away from Lucius' bigotry, she could. Despite Draco's constant teasing over it, she enjoyed the shopping and clothes.
"Yes, well, when you finally get him into bed, let me know if it's any good. Maybe I might be able to convert him to the dark side."He teased snickering as he shook his head.
"You can't. Dray's homophobic, though his friend with Blaise constantly amazes me."She said looking amused as they got to the water's edge, smirking a little when she saw who he'd seen.
Harry smiled looking to where Blaise was sitting with Draco, trying to distract the blond as those angry silver eyes watched Harry and Fydra with anger. "At least you have a chance getting who you want eh?Draco has to wise up sooner or later."He admitted snorting a little, looking stunned as he looked over at her, seeing the muggle clothes."Well...That's new."He said loking rather amazed. He didn't strip down to his muggle clothing, mainly because, he wasn't waring any. He hated the damn things he had to wear, dudle's ld things. He sighed shaking his head. Glancing over the lake to try and catch another look at his oblivious crush."I think Malfoy might try to posion me."
"Shut up. I hate wearing the robes, and these are omforable. Not to mention I look amazing."She said before realizing HArry wasn't watching her. Pouting a little,even though she'd guessed the man was gay, she wasn't sure, and a little put out that she couldn't make him watch her, even if he wasn't attracted."If Draco posions you, I'll come to the funeral and mourn. Then fuck his brains out. Cause everyone has sex at funerals."She teased watching draco, without appearing to watch Draco. Smiling as she started walking around the lake with him, knowing eventually they'd 'accidently' stumble onto the other two.
Harry looked stunned when his mind caught up to what she said."Blaise is gay?But the rumors..."According to the rumors Blaise had fucked every girl over the age of 13 in Slytherin, over half of hufflepuuff, and most of gryffindor and ravenclaw."Just do me a favor and don't fuck on my casket."He ordered smirking."Or at least use a blanket, I need my ride to hell to be spotless you know."He teased, well aware Draco could see them now, but not hear."So why don't you just tell the bloody git how you feel?Wouldn't that be simpler?"
Fydra gav him a look, throwing her hands up in a huff as she paced away before coming back. Knowing Draco was watching, but..blushing and stuttering she sighed."Yes Blaise is gay, and YES no one but me has realized this. He's good at hiding in plain unlke Blaise, Draco really HAS fucked his way through the school. Though never with a hufflepuff. Or a gryffindor. Okay, maybe just Slytherin,but still the princple holds. I am neither pretty, smart, or amusing enough to be anything but his sister to him. Unless I play this game, because it's the only time he seems to realize that I could be having sex."She said blushing a little before snickering."Potter I can't fuck on your casket. It'll be to cheap and way to public."She said wrinkling her nose a little more offended at the idea of having sex in public.
Harry watched her, looking rather astonished as she sputtered and blushed before starting to laugh. He knew he should stop laughing, because if he didn't she was going to hurt him, but he couldn't help it...even RON of all people, noticed how worked up Draco got when Fydra was hanging out with Harry, the only person who didn't seem to realize how much Fydra felt for Fydra was...well Fydra, and possibly Draco. But even Draco couldn't be that outrageously stupid...right?Harry just kept laughing, bright tears of mirth and glee rolling down his fae as he got ready to un away from a probably very pissed off Fydra.
Fydra frowned, instead of angry she looke hurt. Having not realized how much she'd needed someone to talk to who wouldn't take advantage of what she was feeling. At least with the gryffindork she knew she wouldn't be made fun of. Well...She' thought she would."Well...uh... do your own damn paper."She muttered shoving her hands in her pockets, shoulers hunched as she headed for the other two slytherins.
He laughed a little, straightening up from where he'd bent over, shaking his head as he calmed."Sorry, sorry. No, no, I wasn't laughing at you. Well I was I just...oh damn hold on let me explain."He breathed softly reaching out and grabbing her wrist pulling her to a stop."Damn. I haven't laughed like that since Hermione asked me if Ron fancied her. She punched me in the fae though."She admitted laughing a little."Look, Fy,right now the only people who are completely oblivious to who likes who here is you and Draco. You love Draco to death,but he doesn't realize that, so he sits there and stews and tries to figure out why the hell he's so jealous all the damn time."He shook his head again."You're the hottest girl in the school, you know Draco better than anyone, you've been with him since forever and you always will be. The fact that you think you aren't worthy of Draco is frankly, hiliarious. I mean hell ,you made a gay man, think you were pretty, in a sexual way. Do you know how hard that is? I am frankly amazed that Draco can withstand your charms like he does, the guy's a idiot. Come on, I have a idea."He said tugging on her wrist pulling her closer."IT probably wont work, and you'll think I'm insane, but a idea is a idea."
Fydra studied him for a long moment, black hair trailing down her back, leaning into him a little. For all the world loking like she was getting ready to kiss him."Okay. Well, I already think you're insane gryffindork. Just tell me what this grand idea is, I can use a laugh."She said, pain filling those silver blue eyes. Wondering if he was right, and that Draco really did feel something beyond sisterly love for her. She needed to believe it, because it was the only way she could stand to be around him anymore. Biting her lip as she looked up at the brunette. Looking adorably nervous and awkward.
Harry smirked a little leaning forward towards the shorter girl, looking like he was going to kiss her back."I'll try really hard not to vomit all over your shoes, if you promise not to slap me."He whispered softly as he looked down at her, waiting till she nodded, wicked amusement dancing in his eyes as he bent his head and kissed her. It was nothing more than a lip touching lip kiss, he wasn't even moving them at all, but from Draco's angle, and Ron's as he came down the hill, it looked very very intimate, and they both looked ready to murder them
"There."Harry purred smirking as he pulled away smiling."Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go burn my lips off. No offense to you you're still pretty and all, but you're also a Slytherin, and a woman. I feel sullied, and defiled." But the plan had worked. HArry smirked a little as he looked over at the others, the only reason Draco hadn't swam across the lake yet to slaughter him was because Blaise was holding him in place with a sticking charm."If you really want Draco to have to admit his feelings for you pretend to not notice how completely pissed he is. Have fun. I need to leave before Draco gets free to strangle me."He teased before heading up the hill.
Fydra blushed nodding a little as she watched the gryffindor head back inside, ignoring the look she was getting from Draco. Waiting because she needed a moment to just get calm, and hope Draco'd do what Harry seemed to think he'd do. Smiling to herself she headed back up the school, not realizing she was both out of sight of the lake and school. Halfway between both, and not visible to either Harry or Draco. So wrapped up in her thoughts she walked right into Ron with a yelp, nearly falling down as she looked up at him."Weasley, it's not nice to knock over your betters."She said moving to walk around, the arrogance back in plae, hiding the giddy happiness at the idea of Draco being jealous.
Ron snarled a little as he waved his wand, smirking as the curse forced her whole body to go limp, watching her sink to the ground."I'l show you to fucking steal what belongs to other people."He hissed violently, casting the silencing charm so no one could hear her, as he hauled his foot back, smirking as his foot made contact with her ribs.
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Professor McGongall frowned as she walked into the Gryffindor common room, pausing to look around for Harry before walking over to him. Not understanding why she'd been asked to do this, but listening to the mediwitch was always a good idea, even if she wouldn't say anything about her patient."Mr. Potter, you're being asked to report to te medical wing."
Harry nodded before walking out without a word, mentally going over his friend's list as he walked. Hermione was in the dorms studying, ron was down at dinner, seamus was playing exploding snap with the twins, dean was drawing so that left...
"Fydra."Harry gasped softly as he rushed over to the edge of the bed, ignoring the mediwitch hovering at his shoulder, looking down at her. Despite years of being beaten himself, he'd never seen a beating like this, every inch of bared skin-and he assumed elsewhere0 was bruised, and he could see a whole hand with broken fingers, along with a shin. Which would be healed soon,but he felt sickened that even after being in the hospital wing she was this much. And wondering why he was here and not Draco.
"Fy, Can you hear me?" Harry asked softly as he cupped her broken hand in his, looking deeply disturbed and concerned. Unsure when he had begun to enjoy her company and thought of her as a friend. Maybe it'd been the moment he'd walked in and saw her laying in bed, a broken doll that he was sure held more broken parts then what was showing.
Fydra blinked slowly, struggling to focus, turning to look at him, whimpering as her bruised cheek rested against the pillow. The dark bruises making the girl look even more fragile and broken then she usually did. The flawless skin so many had admired was scarred and flawed. "...Not...can't...see...Dray...he wont...drao..."She whispered softly, struggling to think clearly enough to make sense. Not wanting Draco to see her like this, even though she wanted to see him. Pain twisting her heart as she realized Draco wouldn't want her anymore. Not after this. Looking at the brunette sitting next to her, hoping he understood.
She wanted Draco, and now...draco would never want her.
Harry looked astonished at the idea of her not wanting Draco, nodding as he looked up at madam pomfrey."Can you not let Draco in?I don't think he's going to react well to seeing her like this. IT would probably upset him t the point that he'd have to be sedated."He said, knowing however this happened, someone saw her come here, and someone was bound to tell Draco.
"I'll inform him...of something."She agreed shaking her head as she pulled the curtains around her bed, hiding her and Harry from view as Draco ame in, asking what was wrong and what happened. He was quickly sent back with a apology and Harry sighed softly in relief that he wouldn't press it."Fy...what happened?Can you tell me?"
Fydra looked at him panicked not knowing what to say. It was his best mate after all. Biting her lip she curled her fingers around his, hurting and tired."N-no. I...no..."She sai slwly, the more she talked, the more she was starting to come back to herself. Closing her eyes as tears slid down her face, wanting nothing more than to have Draco where Harry was. But the brunette was right...he'd probably have to been sedated after. And...she couldn't stand the thought of Draco seeing her like this. In a few hours after potions and spells mending bruised flesh and broken bones, she'd be up and moving, she could go back to Slytherin. If she didn't show up, Draco'd be frantic. She was willing to risk damaging newly mended bne rather than make him worry.
Biting her lip, because she needed someone, if not Draco she could trust Gryffindor honor to make sure it wouldn't go farther than them, and as long as she didn't tell him it was Ron he would be safe. Not that she ared if Ron was hurt or not, but she didn't want to hurt HArry that way, not when it was her fault for being a slut. Yes, somewhere in the abuse Ron had yelled at her, she'd started to believe it."...I ran into someone and pissed them off...and got in a fist fight...wish I could say he looked as bad as me, but it'd be a lie."She said in a weak attempt at a joke. Leaving the rest off, because she figured he was intelligent enough to guess at it.
Harry took her hand and fixed her with a firm glare."Fydra Riddle-Malfoy, if I knew your full name I'd say it."He threatened scowling at her gently wiping away her tears."This was not a simple fist fight and we both know it. Now I want you t tell me who did this, or I'll tell Draco just how much in love you are with him."He warned offering a small smile."I know we've only been talking for a week, but you're a wonderul sweet, if sharp tongued girl and you don't deserve this. PLease, tell me who did this so they can be punished for what they did, please Fy."He pleaded gently stroking the bak of her hand."Come on Fy, youcan tell me. And I will deal with it silently, no one has to know what happened. I an punish the person all my myself, not even Dumbledore will have t find out what happened."Harry coaxed, knowing just how horrified the pureblood woman had to be.
Fydra paled at his threat before swallowing again, leaning her face into his hand."N-no. I can't. Not to you. I wont do that."She said sounding desperate not to tell him."Please don't. Don't tell Draco. H-he wont want me anymore. And I can't not h-have him in my life."She sai stuttering a little. Resting her hands on the bed, pushing up awkwardly sittig up. Pain and helplessness in the move but it really hurt to move. But she needed to get away from Potter before she gave in and told him. Tears filling her eyes as she pushed up off the bed, staggering a little as she rested a hand on Harry's shoulder. Using Harry as a crutch she swayed on her feet, intent on leaving, of getting to Slytherin common room, because it was the one place Harry couldn't follow. Even though it brought a whole new set of problems if Draco was there. Swaying on her feet whimpering helplessly.
Harry didn't let her get very far, scooping her up as soon as she tried to move again, laying her back on the bed and staring at her."Since you're not telling me, than it was pretty Draco and I can't see that from even him, or and more prbably, it is someone wh you seem to think is my friend."He crossed his arms as he stared down at her."But anyone willing to do this to anyone is no friend of mine, and I would rather you tell me who it is, then continuously wonde which of my friends is sick and disgusting enough to do something like this."He had no intention of letting her or the person who did this, off the hook."So you can either tell me now, or I can tear through my entire list of friends questioning everyone. Either way, I'm going t get the information I need."
Fydra glared at him, wincing as she rolled on her side, her back towards him. Holding out for a few moments longer."You wont tell Draco?"She said after a long moment, truly afraid he'd tell Draco. As well as she knew Draco, she couldn't think clearly when he was involved, and she didn't realize that this would just make him even more protective insted of driving him away. Ron's taunts had hurt the woman, breaking her in a way that wouldn't heal. At least not without Draco's help, and she never wanted him to know. "...Ron."She whispered softly, cringing, waiting for the yelling, for the accusations she was making it up.
"I wont tell Draco. I would never tell Draco."He promised gently settling his hand on her side swallowing hard."..Ron?"He asked softly just to make sure and closed his eyes, swallowing thickly."Alright Fy. You rest and get better."He ordered, his voice shaking with fury."I'll take care of him."He admitted heading for the door. He didn't think Fydra was lying, in fact he was very sure that she couldn't lie about suh a thing. Which meant his best friend was a rapist, and he was going to have to do something about it.
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The next morning Harry came to visit, having heard that Fydra was still confined to bed, sporting a black eye and a split lip, looking disturbed. He had told Dumbledore about Ron, and the man had just shook his head and said that he couldn't do anything unless the one who was raped- as promised, Harry hadn't said anything about who it was, and Madam pomfrey was forbidden from telling anyone- pressed charges or came to him themselves. And Harry knew better then to ask, Fydra was a Slytherin to the bone, she'd take care of things without trusting Dumbledore. So after talking to Dumbledore, harry had gone after Ron himself, he had been horrified to hear what the red head had said, and was even more horrified to realize just how badly he'd hurt the girl. "How are you feeling?"He asked avoiding her worried look, if Neville hadn't walked in, Fydra wouldn't have been the only one in the hospital wing.
"Fine."She said scowling at him, once again the ice queen he'd known for years. So locked down on what she was feeling there wasn't any hint of the gentle woman he knew she could be. Giving him a look but not saying anything about the splot like and black sigh. Sighing as she got out of bed, fuck staying here. She already knew Draco was fretting, after all it was hogwarts, and nothing flew faster the gossip. That and the fact she'd already refused to see him this morning, had made her anxious to get up and moving. Glad she had leave to go back to class, as long as she kept someone with her. And she really couldn't disobey the order to have someone with her, because it would be abnormal, and she couldn't let Draco know something was wrong, beyond the rumors that her and Potter had gotten in a lover's spat that sent her to the hospital wing.
She knew the older woman was worried about her, but she didn't understand why Fydra was refusing to let the blond see her, even after she had healed everything."Come on, I have a breakfast to get to, then classes."She said sounding in control but anyone who really knew her knew she didn't wnt to do it. That she was balking at classes, after all most of them were with gryffindors...with Ron.
Harry bit his lip and took her hand, stopping her for a moment."Fydra listen, I'm srry about what happened...I never thought one of my friends could ever be capable of this..."He admitted swallowing hard."But...I know I shouldn't, but I do care for you. Nothing romantic, being that you have breasts, but you are certainly one of my closer friends, if you can ignore the snark and snarl."he teased, knowing that she cared about him under all that sarcastic wit."I can be who I really am when I'm with you, because you don't see me like everyone else does. And I don't want our friendship to end, just because someone I thought was a decent person..."He sighed, he was screwing this up."God dammit...I can't say what I mean. It all comes out wrong."He groaned looking away.
"Look. I just want to be there for you, I want to help you...like no one was there to help me. So if you need to talk, or just...need to cry I know a great place where you can be all alone, or where we can talk in private okay?"He said, trying to be there for the one person who didn't judge him by the weird things he said, who's bark was so much worse then her bite, and didn't expect him to be the goody two shoes and perfet. With Fydra, Harry could be Harry, he didn't have to be the boy who lived, he could be normal and imperfect. He needed to be there for her, like she was there for him, even if she didn't realize she was doing it.
Fydra smiled softly, amused at his speech."Potter, you are undeniably a Gryffindor. No Slytherin would have this much trouble talking."She teased tilting her head, shifting her schol bag and feeling awkward in loose jeans and one of Draco's shirts she'd gotten one of the elves to get. Even if he wasn't there, Draco's cologne was still on the shirts, and she felt better. "But thanks...I'll be..."She stopped loking at him as they headed downstairs, sighing a little."I'll remember if I need someone."She said the coldness breaking, showing the scared girl underneth. Shifting her bag as they got to the stairs leading downstairs, she looked agiated and upset."I...Ron's going to still be in class wont he?"She asked loking over at him, pausing at the tp of the stairs, a small hesitant smile dimpling her cheek as she watched Draco walk from the Slytherin dorms on his way to breakfast. Longing to tell him everything, and wishing it would change nothing.
"You know, the sorting hat originally wanted me to be in Slytherin."He admitted chucking as he looked at her."But Draco pissed me off and I begged to be put somewhere else."He said amused before he swallowed hard."Yeah...he's still going to be in class...and following...me everywhere."He said shuddering violently, feeling very afraid of his phyiscal well being for the first time with Ron. Harry watched Draco walk past them, a dimple appearing in his cheek to as he smiled."You should go and talk to him. He's probably worried sick."
Fydra nodded a little starting down the stairs with him, brushing her hand against Harry's, squeezing his fingers as they reached the doors."I'll hex him if he gets near you. And Draco'll protect you. Maybe. For me."She said wrinkling her nose, trying to get him to laugh."Okay, don't count on it. He's liable to be the one injuring you."She said stealing a hug grinning when he kissed her cheek, before slipping away and heading for the Slytherin table, slipping into the seat next to Draco with a small smile. Looking more shaken and nervous than she usually was. Surrounded by people, she was feeling off balance. Shifting closer to Draco, she filled her plate with food starting to eat."Good morning."She muttered glancing at her broher, though avoiding his eyes. Needing the reassurane, but not able to ask him to hold her. Nerves and almost fear in her movements as she sat next to him, even as she struggled to not show it. Even if the fact she was wearing one of his dress shirts would tell anyone who knew her she wasn't as fine as she pretended.
draco was scowling at his breakfast, poking at his food as he glanced at her."So...you and Potter would never happen?"He demanded offering her a glare through narrowed eyes, refusing to show his hurt."People are saying that the reason you ended up in the hospital wing was because he attacked you. True?"He demanded shooting a fidgeting Harry a dark glare. At least he was still being over protective."And the nurse said I wasn't allowed to go in and see come?Are you avoiding me?"He growled angrily. For a moment he actually looked wounded, she had actually managed to hurt his feelings, not that it was hard to do.
Fydra looked hurt and scared as she looked at him with wide eyes."I...I was hurt Draco. I didn't want to see anyone."She muttered shifting away from him."And no, Potter didn't attack me."She added after a moment, not noticing the look he'd shot Harry. For once taking the anger to heart more then she usually did, because despite her body being healed she still hurt, and her heart hurt, and she just...she needed him to be there without having to explain. realizing that it was never going to happen, and having him angry at her was making her flash back to Ron being angry...trembling as she moved away from him."I'm...not hungry..."She said ignoring her gorlwing stomach as she bolted for the door. For the first time in her life, running away from draco. Barely mking it out of the great hall as she sank to the floor, leaning her forehead against the cool stone as she struggled not to puke. Panting and trembling as she closed her eyes.
Draco looked startled as she fled and burned with fury as she ran. Harry trembling as Ron smirked his arm around Harry's shoulders as if they were still best mates. Harry swallowed thickly as he watched Fydra flee, shoving Ron off of him and racing after her, making Draco snarl with rage as he started stabbing at his food with his knife, uncaring that everyone was staring at the uncharacteristic display of emotion.
"Fydra!"Harry gasped as he knelt down in front of her, forcing her to look at him."Fydra, what's wrong? Come on.I know somewhere private."He promised nearly dragging her behind him, to the seventh floor and the Room of Requirement, pacing back and forth. "I need a safe place where no one will find us. Someplace quiet,comfortable, and safe."He thought to himself, shooting her a small grin as she watched him bemused."Come on, we'll be safe in here."He promised opening the door for her.
Fydra trembled as she followed him inside sinking down onto the couch that the room had provided, resting her forehead on her knees."Draco's angry at me. I can't tell him, and now he hates me. Or he thinks I hate him...I can't do this...I can't..."She swallowed hard, starting to cry. For the first time since it'd happened, really crying. Having not expected Draco to be angry even if she should have.
Harry sat down next to her, gathering the small girl in his arms, holding her as he rocked her slowly."He's not mad at you."He promised, stroking her silky black hir."He's worried about you that's all. He's just angry that you were hurt and he thinks that it's his fault or mine, and that pisses him off cause he doesn't know how to help."He pressed a kiss to her forehead."And he can't help unless you let him...you have to stop pushing him away and start letting him in. You don't have to tell him everything, but that doesn't mean you can't let him comfort you."
Fydra nodded sniffling as she rested her head on his shoulder."I-I can do that."She said starting to calm.
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That evening, after a day of hiding in the Room of Requirement, because she hadn't been ready to leave. Smiling as she walked into the Slytherin dorms she looked around, glad that everyone was already sleep. Making a splot second decision as she paused in the hallway, before heading for Draco's dorms, glad that as a prefect he had a room to himself. Swallowing hard as she knocked on the door before opening it, loking tired and worn. And young and cuddly in her pj's as she stepped inside."Dray?Can I stay here tonight?"She asked, not ready to be alone. Having only left Harry so she could come find Draco.
There was a soft sigh and Draco shifted on his back, lifting the covers with one arm to let her in, like always."I was worried. I thought I'd pissed you off..."He admitted his silver eyes staring at her with worry, regret, concern, and...fear."You're going to catch a cold, hurry up and get under the covers."He ordered rolling his eyes, deciding not to press for details this time, she would tell him when she was ready.
Fydra swallowed hard, edging towards the bed. Even knowing it was Draco, knowing he wouldn't hurt her, she didn't want to get that close. Even knowing Harry was gay, had pushed her boundaries. But this was Draco, made her heart hurt to know that he made her this nervous. Sliding under the covers she shifted around, sliding up against him, pillowing her head on his chest. Pressing her hands against his side in the effort to stop trembling. This was Draco for god's sake. He wasn't going to hurt her. She mentally berated herself before sighing."I'm sorry..."She muttered closing her eyes, as she rubbed her cheek against his shoulder."I..."She trailed off biting her lip, having almost lied and said everything was fine, but it wasn't."You're warm..."
He smiled at her, as if trying to reassure her everything was alright. Not sure why she was acting so strange but determined to make sure she was alright."Fy...what's wrong?"He demanded gently, loking down at his 'sister' who was no longer a sister concern lacing his voice. He could let down his walls when they were alone, he could be himself. Gently running his fingers through her hair,"There's nothing t be sorry for..."He promised biting his lip."Even if it's something I wont like..."He was half afraid she was going to tell him that she was in love with Harry bloody Potter...but he could handle that, if he had to."I'm warm? well I'm glad."At least one of them was warm, as he felt fucking cold. Of course, Draco was always freezing, that was why he had five blankets on his bed, even in the heat of summer.
"I know."ydra muttered going quiet as she thought. Smiling slightly as she curled up against him, trying to make him warmer. Glad that he had so many blankets. Moaning softly at the feel of fingers in her hair, she thought about how many times they'd like this before, yet she no longer wanted to just be siblings. Shifting to raise her head, she squinted at him in the dark."Nothing. Something stupid and I got hurt, my fault."She said before laying back down. On the verge of telling him, but she couldn't. Notyet, because he'd be weird with her.
Draco sighed a little, sensing the lie. He knew she had lied but said nothing, instead he gently wrapped his arms around her and held her close, his eyes closed. Wishing he coul tell her that he loved her, the way he had used to when they were younger, but he knew she would respond with 'I love you to' and it wasn't the same kind of love at all. So he remained silent and closed his eyes letting her warm him up with a grateful smile, and gently kissed her forehead."Well, you sleep. And try not to push yourself to hard. I don't know what you did to yourself, but I don't want you to get hurt alright?"He ordered softly, relaxing as he started drifting off to sleep. Simply glad to be holding her.
"I wont..."Fydra muttered with a sleepy smile, drifting to sleep.