Okay seriously you guys are awesome. I was going to take a sort break for lie 3 days (since I updated three times in two days a while back) but then I went and checked my email this morning and saw that I had 16 new messages, and 12 of them were all reviews. I think it's safe to say that you guys kick ass and you deserve all of the Olivia/Draco that goes down in this chapter. (I'm sorry if you were expecting a Lemon but that won't be happening for a while. But when it does happen you're going to be soooooo surprised) P.S. I know that some of you think Draco is a bit OCC but I really don't think so. I mean imagine if you had someone who was told to act a certain way by everyone their entire life, and then a new person comes along and you can act however you want to, don't you think at first they would go a bit overboard? well I do so that's my reason for him being a bit "OCC" at the moment. I love you all and I hope you like it and I'm sorry I bored you with this really long authors note. I'll shut up now.
But I didn't stay quiet on the subject for long.
"Why in Merlins name do you have to be so pushy with this?" he growled angrily. By then we were no longer on the bed but sitting with our feet up on the sofa.
"Because I think it's Important that we talk about this. Come on, just a few minutes of serious talk and then you can get back to bouncing off the walls." he gave me a look that reminded me of the first day I met him. "So why do want to be with me so badly?"
"Don't say it like that, you make it sound like I'm in love with you or something." he spat venomously. It seems that Draco only had two modes; deliriously happy, or angry at everyone and everything.
"Just calm down and answer the question." I shot back equally as rude.
"Fine." he grunted "You don't judge me." he started, his tone still angry "and when it's just you and me I'm allowed to act the way I want to, I don't have to pretend that nothing bothers me. I can act like an eight year old and you seem to find it, dare I say lovable." he finished with much sweater words.
" Whoa, don't say it like that, you make it sound like I'm in love with you." I did a very poor English accent whilst mocking him.
"So much for having a serious conversation." he sat up from the couch and I could tell that I had upset him. And once I thought on it, maybe mocking him after the things he had just admitted wasn't the right thing to do. He went to the window, just as I had when the situation was reversed and I was the one who was upset.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you." I slowly made my way over to him. His back was turned to me, and his face was tilted up towards the darkening sky.
As the tension in the room became more severe I dared to reach my hand out and place it tenderly on his shoulder. He tightened up a bit, but was soon at easy once he got used to the warmth.
"There are things going on in my life right now. Things that I have no control over, and It makes me feel as if I'm going to burst." his breath became uneven as he tried so hard to cling to the last layer false apathy. "I just want something that's simple, and good. I don't want to be lonely anymore, I want someone who's not going to force me into anything that I don't feel is right for me. I want to be in control of my own damn life!" he roared in anger, shoving my hand off his shoulder as he let a surge of emotions break free for the first time in who knows how long. He fell to his knees in a heap of angry tears and uneven breathing.
"So where exactly, do I fit in here?" I spoke up weakly from behind him. It seemed as if he didn't have the strength to look up at me, so I went onto my knees and hesitantly reached my hand under his chin, forcing him to look at my face and give me an answer.
" I just need you to do what you promised. Save me from my loneliness. Do what no one has ever done for me. Be there for me, whenever I need you." he practically begged, traces of his former shell shattering in the process.
I didn't answer with words. I simply took my hand form his chin and slid tenderly up to cup his cheek. And while I knew that he knew what was about to happen he didn't move. I think he wanted me to do it, seeing as he started it last time. But as I inched closer my nerves got the better of me.
"If you wish to abandon me, then there's the door." the complete loss of hope that rang out in his voice gave me the nerve to close the gap that was between us and finally place my lips on top of his.
This time it was much slower, and that was my doing. After seeing him become so vulnerable, and so weak I felt the need to take it slow. Almost as if I thought that one wrong move would break whatever he had left inside.
And then he reminded me that he wasn't a porcelain doll, but in fact a frustrated teenage boy. His strength suddenly returned as he lifted both myself and him from the ground. Skillfully keeping our lips attached as he did so, and before I knew it I was sandwiched between a very comfortable bed, and a boy who needed comforting. He should have seen it coming but shock still crossed his face when I pulled it off of mine.
"I'm still not going to have sex with you." I tried to make it sound as nice as I possibly could, but the sting of rejection was clear on his face. He rolled off of me with an irritated sigh. "Please don't take it as rejection Draco." I rolled onto my side and used my hand to turn his face to me. He stayed silent, his eyes silver and shining with drying tears.
"I won't, I'll just think of it as you being to chicken. Or maybe your just scared because I'm all sorts of man and you don't think you'll be able to handle it." he laughed, a sound that I wanted to fill my ears on a daily basis.
"Whatever, I've dated muggles who were ten times manlier then you are." I laughed right back at him.
"Now you keep saying things like that and I'll have Lavender give you a good one right to the jaw." he sat up Indian style on the fluffy white bed.
"Oh please I'd take that bitch down within a matter of seconds."
The rest of the hour was filled with jokes, laughter (a bit more kissing) and me contemplating what in the hell I was doing.
"Come on we need to go." I pushed him off of me and onto the floor.
"You dickhead!" he yelled from below. "Why do we have to go? It's dinnertime right now, you do know that dinnertime isn't mandatory right?" he said sarcastically.
"Yes, that's why I skipped it yesterday to hang out here with you. I can't skip it again, I'm lucky no one asked where I was the other day so get your ass up and out of this room." I commanded with a smile on my face.
"No I think I'll stay here, I've got… homework I need to finish up. I'll see you tomorrow." I knew he was lying, and to be honest it kind of hurt. I had one last question to ask him before I left, and I knew that there was a large chance that it could end up in a fight.
He gave me a small sweet goodbye kiss. But what was to come wasn't very sweet.
"So what am I supposed to call this?" I asked as we pulled apart. The look he gave me told me that that question had brought me right back to asshole Draco.
"You are not to call it anything, do you understand. You are not to tell anyone of our meetings, or the things that go on in them. Out there this is nothing, and in here it is nothing more then friendship. Don't talk about it, don't even think about it when you are outside of this room. Do you understand me?" his hands were gripping my shoulders tightly during his entire speech. And when he was done I didn't know what to make of it. He had pretty much just told me that I was nothing to him after giving me a kiss that I've seen boyfriends give their girlfriends.
"Loud and clear asshole." I scoffed back and him, wiggling out of his grasp.
"Olivia don't be like that. You knew dam well when this started that I wouldn't want to be seen with you, just like you wouldn't want to be seen with me." he said rudely.
"Wow Draco." I started, I couldn't believe that we had circled back around and were fighting again "You would have thought that by now you would have gotten the message that I really don't give a fuck what other people think. As long as I'm happy nothing anyone says matters." (which is half true, because we all know that sometimes you just have to take the time out of your day to smack a dummy)
"Look can we not do this, I would like to have a conversation with you that doesn't end with both of us wanting to hit each other." he put bluntly. "Now you're going to kiss me, and then walk out the door like a good friend would." he ordered.
"Fine." I huffed before giving him a small peck the quickly hoofing it to the great hall.
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P.S. I'm I the only one still waiting for her early acceptance email from Pottermore? It's getting hard to bare! If so what house do you hope to be sorted into when you get in? I'm fine with anything but Hufflepuff... I'm not a very good finder and yellow is not my color.