trainwreck, james arthur.
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no one's pov:
y/n had decided to stay at malfoy manor after the war because draco still needed support. yes, he'd been cleared in the trial - only if he went back for 8th year, but he needed someone who loved him to feel safe.
"and this is my house." y/n gawked up at the tall building that had once been dark, now bright. "y'know, y/n, i've never seen my house so bright," draco said, "i think my mother put more windows in and lightened the place up after my f-father." she looked at him with sympathy, "it's okay draco, he's gone. he isn't gonna hurt you." he grabbed y/n by the shoulders and pulled her into a tight hug, more to comfort himself. y/n rubbed his back soothingly and whispered coolly into his ear, "i'll be there. we can take it one step at a time. now show me this gorgeous manor your mother owns." draco felt warm all over, she'd even said that it didn't belong to his father anymore. he let out a strangled noise of happiness, "merlin, you're good with words." he slightly smiled and grabbed her hand eagerly, ready for the adventure.
y/n was loving the elegant features - the staircase and the library being her favourite. "and this is, uh, m-my b-bedroom," draco stuttered. y/n grabbed his hand tight knowing how difficult it was just to venture into a room. she tilted the handle and opened the door. the four poster bed in the middle, a bathroom leading out of the room, a gracious dresser where she noticed a picture of the two - being completely happy and carefree. "so what do you think?"
"i love it, could maybe be alright with some of my things," she smiled up at him. draco laughed at her adorableness, "yeah, your things would make the place look less, uh, gloomy." with the flick of y/n's wand, things from her trunk dispersed their way around the room. her clothes made their way into an empty drawer, her- well draco's hoodie landed on the bed, a few photos and the stuffed bear that draco had given her last year made its way in between the two plush pillows that y/n had given to draco as a present. "you still have the bear?" draco asked, mesmerised. "of course, and now with you being by it, it'll smell like you again," she giggled. draco melted at the sight. he extended his arm, "care to dance, m'lady? even without music?"
"of course good sir." they twirled around the room in each others embrace, giggling at each other. "dinner's ready, draco!" draco's mother, narcissa, called. draco was nervous and eager at the same time, "c'mon y/n, my mother makes the best food since she's taken up after the old house elves." they both raced down the stairs into the kitchen. draco grabbed both of the bowls, full of delicious stew, and raced back towards the stairs. "where are you going draco?" y/n asked confused. draco slowed down to a halt and slowly spun on his heel, "upstairs?"
"there's a dining room draco, which you didn't show me," y/n chuckled. draco flinched at the name of the room. "hey, what's up draco?"
"can we just eat upstairs? please?" draco whispered, pleading to just get back to the safety of his room. y/n nodded and took the bowls from his shaking hands. they silently went back up to draco's room. once settled on the bed, y/n blurted out, "did something happen in there?"
draco felt numb. lots of things happened in the dining room. he never ate in there because he was afraid that voldemort was at the table. "hey, i-i'm sorry draco." draco shook his head, "it's alright y/n. i was afraid that he was in there when i was here so i always ate in here." y/n rubbed his arm for comfort. "people were tortured right before my eyes in that room y/n, so i'd rather never go in there." she nodded and grabbed a bowl to give to draco. she flicked her wand and some piano music began to play throughout the room. "i love you, y/n," draco accidentally said out loud and he slapped his hand over his mouth. y/n grinned, "i love you, too." draco laughed. "now let's eat draco, and i have some things to tell you," y/n wiggled her eyebrows. they spent the rest of the evening eating narcissa's amazing food, listening to music and y/n telling draco some stories of what happened at hogwarts when he wasn't there. a beautiful night, filled with an old habit.
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