~Veritaserum~ || A Draco Malfoy Vs Fred Weasley Love Triangle ||

The boy without a choice.

Secrets I have held in my heart
Are harder to hide than I thought
Maybe I just wanna be yours
I wanna be yours.

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"Can I sleep in here tonight?" He asked into my shoulder. 

"Sure, I can room with someone else for the night." I told him.

He pulled away. "No, the whole point is for you to be here too." He looked into my eyes, gauging my reaction. Many thoughts raced through my mind but they all led me back to remembering Fred and what we have, I didn't want to lose that, but most importantly I wasn't in the right mind to make big decisions right now.

"I can't." I shook my head.

He sighed. "It was worth asking. It's about Weasley right?" He looked defeated. 

"Draco, there is so much going on right now. I just found out that my father is Voldemort and I haven't any idea who my mother is. My uncle said in the letter that he is likely to show up soon and he-he's going to kill the only family I've ever had. It's about that." I told him, swallowing hard at the emotions spewing out of me. He placed his hand on my upper arm.

"Hey, I'm here okay?" He said, meeting my eyes with his. I looked down at his arm and spotted the Dark Mark, now covered in long red cuts.

"Draco! What the hell did you do?" I grabbed his arm to get a better look. He tried pulling his arm out of my grip but I didn't let go.

"It doesn't matter." He said quietly.

I looked at him in shock. "It does matter! Did you try to claw the mark away?" 

"It doesn't matter because it didn't work." He yanked his arm away from me and rolled down his sleeves. 

"Please don't do that again." I said in a small voice. I felt like the air had been ripped from my lungs. The thought of him doing that was torturous, he must have felt so scared and alone.

"You care." He said almost too quietly for me to hear.

"Hm?" I asked, making sure I heard him correctly.

"You actually care about me." He repeated, looking at me with something unrecognizable in his eyes. I inhaled nervously, I still wasn't completely sure that he was being genuine. He had to be, he opened up to me, told me his secrets.

"I do." I told him, unsure of what he would think of my words. Then, after a moment, he smiled. In this moment in time he looked genuinely happy, I hadn't seen that before. It was beautiful.

"Victoria, I know what I feel." He told me. 

"You do?" I asked as he tangled his hand in mine.

"I didn't want to say it before because I didn't think you actually cared, I had hoped but... I didn't know. Now I do and I've never felt this way before. It's like all my life I've needed someone who understood me and accepted me completely and I have that person now. It's you. You're the one I need." He kept coming closer to me until his face was hovering just above mine, I could feel his minty breath on my face as my heart pounded in my chest. I wanted desperately not to feel anything for him, for this to be nothing but this was undoubtedly, something. "Please." He said plainly and I knew exactly what he meant.

"Okay." I agreed and he immediately leaned down to my height and pressed his lips against mine. One of his hands rested on my hip and the other on the side of my face, his thumb rubbed against my skin soothingly. The kiss was gentle and meaningful, unlike the other we had shared. I stepped closer to him, giving in to the heat coming from his body. Suddenly the hall outside the room bustled with noise and I pulled away, out of breath.