Touch Starved

Dumb Luck

"No" Draco said shortly as you sat together at the table that night.

"But.." you tried to argue

"Darling, I am sorry. You have had so many of your memories taken from you. I won't take more" He stood his ground as hard as he could manage with your needy eyes.

"But Draco, I don't need him" you insisted

"That was years of schooling for you. And I know they hurt but I can't do that to you"

"You're a git" you crossed your arms, you knew you were being childish but you didn't know what else to do. It was often he said no to you, and you had to admit you had gotten used to him caving to you, because you always did the same.

"Be mad at me all you want, I won't obliviate Neville from your memories. I am sorry, I just won't. Yes, he has been hard to deal with lately, but you did love him once and I can't take away what you had. Even if I wanted to"

"Asshole"

"I love you too, now come here" he held his arms open to you, and despite wanting so badly to be mad at him, you couldn't manage it. You took your place on his lap, leaning your side into his chest allowing for him to press his lips into your hair. "You're adorable when you're mad at me"

"Don't patronize me" you tried to resist the smile that crept onto your face.

Neville didn't bother you much after that, just occasionally looking toward you as you sat in the grand hall. You'd even sometimes sit in on classes with Draco, thinking maybe it wouldn't hurt to get a refresher so when you applied to be an auror you'd be ready.

"It's crazy how it all comes back" Draco nodded down at his book as Slughorn spoke.

"I know its weird, I didn't realize how much I really missed being here too"

You tried to stay quiet, but smiled at Slughorn as he turned to give you both a look. You mouthed him a quick apology, smiling at Draco. He took out his quill and wrote quickly on a piece of paper.

This is what it would have been like had we need friends in school

You think so? You wrote back

Are you sure you won't wear the uniform?

You jabbed him in the side as you watched him write. You mouthed to him to pay attention, rolling your eyes at him. You leaned on your hand, just watching him as he pulled himself back into the learning. To this day you couldn't believe that he was really yours.

Class ended, students standing and gathering their things.

"Mafloys may I speak to you?" Slughorn asked as he noticed you standing.

"Go on, I will wait in the hall" you grabbed Draco's things tucking them close to your chest. You walked into the hallway, skimming your eyes over the students in the hallway. You tucked yourself into a corner, letting the wandering students take their claims of the halls, their home. You smiled thinking about how much better school may have been had you been born later on, how these kids didn't have to ever think about an upcoming blood war. Just as you found yourself completely lost in thought you caught sight of Draco's hair, stunning as always sticking out of the crowd. His eyes skimmed the crowd, no doubt looking for you. For a second you let yourself imagine what it may have been like had you really been with him while in school. You imagined him coming out of class looking for you maybe 6th year, or 7th, you imagined maybe if you had let yourself get to know him maybe things wouldn't be how they are now. Your fantasy was broken by Draco's eyes catching yours. He had a deep smile engraved into his face, moving through the crowd standing before you.