"Hello Zeph, what day is it?" I ask
"January 1st" He replies "Dinner is ready"
New years. Holy Shit.
I run downstairs. The dining table is already set with dinner. After dinner, dessert proceeds. The table is filled with biscuits and assorted pastries. I grab a biscotti and sip some tea.
"These are really good. Aren't they Italian though?"
"Yes they are. But they're delicious." Jo beams
"I prefer the plain biscuits" Malfoy simply states
"They're okay. They are too plain"
"What's wrong with that?" He asks
"Nothing. But don't you ever want to live a little?"
"Meaning?" He arches his brow
"Meaning" I breathe steadily. "You, Malfoy, really need to loosen up. Stray from routine and conventional thoughts."
"Hmph" He narrows his eyes, gesturing inquisitively, for me to continue.
"Try new things. Predictability is stable, but let's face it's boring, and lacks individuality."
"You have a point." He says as we walk out of the dining room.
"Just being honest"
"So, what do you suggest to loosen up?"
"Music. Dancing. Activities that involve having fun, and living in the moment"
"Music, Dancing? I think that can be arranged"
"Now?"
"You said predictability is boring" He muses, I oblige. "So what music do you prefer"
"Mostly Alt or Indie" He raises a brow. I try to explain Think The Neighborhood, Clairo, Half·Awake, and more underground Artists"
"Never heard of those"
"Where have you been living, under a rock?What do you listen to?"
"I honestly don't have time to listen to music."
"Always so broody." I Joke as we enter another room with just a couch and speakers.
"You keep me on my toes, though" He clears his throat "any requests?"
"Marinerners Apartment Complex? No. Too melancholy. If you could be anywhere Tom Felton. Perfect."
"Ok, Princess, Show me the ropes." He laces our hands together
"It's not something you learn. You have to experience it and feel it." The song plays
If I had a strange conversation with a lady in a waiting room. The song continues. I jump around a bit, he gives me a twirl. He starts loosening up. Soon, the song comes to a close.
A Thousand Years comes on. Malfoy takes my waist and a hand before I can protest. We gently sway across the floor. Malfoy smiles at me.
"What?" I ask. Why the fuck is he looking at me like that?
"You're good at this." His eyes twinkle "being uplifting, and unstructured"
"Sometimes, you have to live your life, without stress and savour the peace." I state admiring his silver, metallic, bluey eyes.
"Never thought of it that way" He says almost in a whisper. His eyes flicker towards my lips and back to my eyes.
"As pessimistic as I tend to be, I try not to let it get the best of me. At the end of the day, everyone struggles. Who am I to put my problems above others?"
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𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐃✧ /𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲/
Fanfic"Come here, Princess" He smirks "I've decided, were going to have some time to bond" In which, Alex Parker is forced to bond with her kidnapper, Draco Malfoy.
