Chapter 21
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When it was time for the game, they made their way to the stadium.
"So, do you want to?" Draco asked Rosalie again.
"Draco!" she hissed, "We are not having this conversation right now! Honestly! You'd think you rile me up for fun".
"Well…" Draco said shrugging.
Rosalie gasped and playfully shoved him.
"Children!" Lucius snapped.
"Sorry Mr. Malfoy", Rosalie apologized while glaring at Draco, who simply smirked.
His smirk dropped when he noticed his father looking at him too.
"Blimey, dad! How far up are we?" they heard.
"Well, put it this way. If it rains, you'll be the first to know", Lucius said looking up.
Rosalie looked up and saw the Weasley's.
"Hey there Rosalie! Looking lovely as ever!" one of the twins called, causing Draco to glare at them.
"Father and I are in the minister's box by personal invitation of Cornelius Fudge himself!" Draco bragged.
Lucius' cane connected with Draco's stomach and Rosalie had to hold in a gasp.
"Don't boast, Draco", Lucius snapped.
Draco rubbed his abdomen, while Rosalie rubbed his back.
"There's no need with these people", Lucius continued.
Harry shook his head and started to turn around when the fangs of Lucius' cane grabbed a hold of the railing next to his foot.
"Do enjoy yourself, will you? While you can", Lucius said. He gave a small smirk and pulled his cane back.
They took their seats.
"Remind me why I agreed to come with you?" Rosalie asked Draco.
The noise and the lights were almost too much for her.
"Because I missed you", he told her, "And you missed me. Getting letters from you just isn't the same".
Rosalie's heart melted at the tone in his voice. "So who are you betting on?" Rosalie asked him.
"The Bulgarians, obviously", he said.
"Good evening! As Minister for Magic it gives me great pleasure to welcome each and every one of you to the final of the 422nd Quidditch World Cup!" the Minister announced, "Let the match begin!"
The snitch flew out of his wand and the match begun.
After the match, Draco and Rosalie returned to the tent without Lucius.
Rosalie flopped down on the bed. "I still don't see the appeal", she said.
Draco shrugged out of his jacket and crawled on top of her.
"Draco!" Rosalie hissed.
"Father isn't here", he told her.
She eventually gave in and let Draco kiss her. She sighed and looped her arms around his neck, bringing Draco closer to her.
One of Draco's hands came up to rest on her throat.
As they were kissing, Rosalie swore she heard screaming.
She brushed it off and continued kissing Draco.
Draco placed one of his thumbs on her jaw and pushed her head back, changing the angle.
Rosalie moaned into his mouth.
Draco pulled away and started to kiss her neck.
Rosalie sighed his name.
The screaming was back.
"Draco", Rosalie said.
"I love it when you say my name", he growled, nipping at her collarbone.
"Draco!" Rosalie said pushing on his shoulders.
"What?" he asked her.
"Don't you hear that?" she asked him.
"Hear what?" he asked.
Another scream pierced the air.
Draco got up, Rosalie following.
They exited the tent to see the other tents on fire.
"It's the Deatheaters!" someone yelled.
"Draco? What do we do?" she asked him.
As children of Deatheaters, they would be safe from their attack, but there was no guarantee.
"Find the Weasley's", he told her.
"What?! I'm not leaving you!" Rosalie yelled.
Draco grabbed her head in his hands and said, "Please! I don't know what I would do if something happen to you".
Rosalie could see the genuine fear in Draco's eyes. "I love you, Draco Malfoy", she told him.
He kissed her and said, "Run".
"Please be careful", she pleaded with him.
"Run!" he told her, "I promise I will try to find you".
Rosalie took off running through the crowd when she saw a familiar head of red hair.
"Ron! Hermione!" she yelled.
"Rosalie?" Hermione asked, "Where's Draco?"
"He told me to run, so I did", Rosalie said panting.
"Let's get out of here!" Ron yelled grabbing the two girls.
They made it to the woods and found Ginny and the twins.
Rosalie clutched onto her pendant and hoped that Draco would be okay.