𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐃✧ /𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲/

10.Thanksgiving

It's been about 3 months. Although it's hard to track, apparently it's Thanksgiving, that's what Jo told me. My first thanksgiving not at home. It's really sad, actually. Jo's so overly excited, probably trying to cheer me up. The least I can do is try having a good time.

I put on the thanksgiving parade but don't bother watching it. Malfoy, however, just stares at the screen in utter confusion. It's his first time celebrating thanksgiving. It's not a holiday in England.

I help Jo roast the turkey, while preparing the green bean casserole. Soon all the food is done. Turkey, green bean and sweet potato cassaroles, stuffing, cranberry sauce, and cherry cheesecake. Surprisingly, I knew how to make everything. We all sit at the table. Me, Malfoy, and, Jo. Zeph and Priscilla are at her finances house celebrating.

"Now I know why Americans love this day so much" He takes a forkful of food cramming down his throat.

"Jo, is a miracle worker" I say

"Oh hush, you did most of the work. Always keeping busy"

"I can't stand feeling unproductive when I'm bored. Plus I already knew all the recipes, why not help out?"

"Where did you get these recipes? These are delicious." I frown quickly pulling a blank face

"Uh...my mom actually… She always made thanksgiving dinner, except after I was 14 she stopped being home for it, so I would make turkeys and other dishes and bring them to the soup kitchens"

"Wow. That's- very generous of you"

"I guess" I shuffle my fork across the food in my plate 

"You're like an angel with a heart of gold" Jo smiles

"I'm sure a lot of people would disagree with that" I say

"Like, who?"

"Anyone that knows me, sure on the surface I seem pretty selfless, but I can be just as selfish as anyone else."

"I hardly think that's truth, Chére. You're too modest."

"Well, you do know me, so I guess I'll take your word for it." I stick a piece of orange casserole into my mouth. I did pretty ok. Could be better though.

"You cook up one delicious feast, Princess" Malfoy. Compliments. I don't really think so, but he dosen't need to know that.

"Yup. I'm well aware" I turn around and roll my eyes sitting down on the couch.

"You don't seem to sure of that yourself"

"Hmph"

"Words." He demands

"I have nothing to say"

"The only time you seem self-assured, dare I say cocky is when you're speaking to me. Why is that?" I grit my teeth

“I don-”

"I love that I provoke that kind of response from you" He gently rubs across his jawline "I do have a way of getting under your skin, don't I?"

"Wow, got it all figured out." I scoff, crossing my arms.

"And that means?"

"You're a complete psycho, I'm not forced to like you. I hate no...despise you. You fuckung almost killed Kay. I don't owe you anything. And I'm certainly not going to respect you."

"Hate me? Hmm, I recall you saying 'I hate that I have some level of admiration towards you.'"

"I never said that!"

"You did when you were drunk" 

"The shit I say when I'm drunk off my ass, isn't reliable, why would I ever say that about you?"

"I don't know sober thoughts. Watch the language."

"I'm never getting drunk again" I groan, burring my head in my hands

"You're never going to drink again"

"Just because you won't let me doesn't mean you won't do it."

"I have to say this rebellious attitude has me quite randy right now"

"What does that mean?" He sends a wink.

"Well aren't you just 'cheeky' ?" I scrunch my nose in disgust. I could use this to my advantage… but the thought of it is utterly repulsive.

 "Is that supposed to flatter me? Especially coming from you. Being an idiot is not attractive"

"It's attractive to plenty of women"

"Well, I actually have standards."

"Do you really? Because you've snogged me quite few times, never mind the sex."

"Thoose were mistakes. Clearly my judgement was wrong. I deeply regret it now."

"No, you know what I think? I think you don't want to admit you're very attracted to me." He traces my arm trying being seductive, I ignore it.

"You have a point, but a pretty face means nothing to me without personality or morals behind it"

"You're saying it was meaningless, calling me boring, who are you to judge?" That struck a fine chord.

"No judgement, just perception based on my observations."

"If what you say is right, prove it" His hand comes up to my cheek. He starts kissing me.  I push away the urge that extends down my throat. I wasn't going to back down… was I?

He put a hand on my neck. I still don't respond. He flips over so I'm straddling him. "Stop fighting it, Princess" He whispers huskily gripping my hips.I hesitantly start kissing back. I bite his lip. And let go. That was not supposed to happen

"Such a tease, Princess" He smirks looking satisfied

"That was the point, there's your proof, that there will never be anything of substance there" I peer into his eyes. Rage burns in them. My gaze slightly falters. I walk away to my room. Was I really telling the truth? Teasing wasn't my intention, I don't actually know what it was. I just know, I won't let him win. He took away a lot from me, he will not take away my morals.