NUMB WITHOUT YOU | Draco Malfoy

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It was going to take us days to get to Romania. When I told Draco we had to travel by Muggle means of transportation he nearly lost his mind. He absolutely refused to fly in an airplane, describing them as flying death machines, so that left us with the slower option of rail travel.

"We have to stop in Brussells for a day while we wait to change trains, but I think we should be in Romania by Wednesday." I told Draco as I read the tickets. We had made it to the train station and were walking around whilst waiting to board.

I looked up at Draco and smiled. He looked so uncomfortable. I had forced him to wear muggle clothes while we traveled as to not draw any more attention than necessary. He looked so weird in a pair of sweatpants, a t-shirt, sneakers, and baseball cap. He had no idea why that was so funny even when I tried to explain to him that now he looked more American than muggle. I think they call them No-Maj's in the states, although muggle always sounded better to me.

He didn't relax until we had found our compartment and shut the door. Draco let out a long breath of relief as if he had been holding it in the entire time.

"Relax." I said as I kicked my feet up to rest on Draco's lap. He instinctively put a hand on my leg and left it there. "You might as well take a nap or something. It's going to be a few hours to get to Belgium."

Draco glared at me and then stared out the window as the train began to move, "I don't think so. If things really are this dangerous, then one of us needs to stay alert just in case."

"No one is going to attack us on a train, Malfoy." I sighed and I shut my eyes as I stifled a yawn.

"Tell that to Potter." Draco muttered.

"Yeah, well he turned out just fine." I said as I drifted off to sleep.

Draco woke me up when we finally reached the station. I really hadn't planned on sleeping for that long, but after everything I had been through lately it felt good to sleep uninterrupted, and I finally felt somewhat refreshed.

It was around five and the sun was beginning to go down when we could finally leave the train. I grabbed my purse that Hermione had fixed with the extension charm and we head out on our way.

"Where to?" Draco asked as he shoved his hands in his pockets and looked at me curiously.

"I don't know." I shrugged, "I've never been here before."

Draco looked appalled, "Never?"

"Have you?" I asked as I kicked a stone and watched it roll across the cobblestone street.

"Yeah. All the time." He paused in the middle of the street, "I know where we can go." He scanned my clothes and sighed, "But we can't go dressed like this."

"What did you have in mind?" I raised a brow. Draco smirked and pulled me into an alleyway. He used his wand to transfigure his clothes back into a tailored suit and turned to stare at me thoughtfully.

"What?" I crossed my arms indignantly over my chest. Draco waved his wand and my clothes turned into a very fashionable red dress. I could not deny Draco's taste when it came to fashion. I looked beautiful. I cleared my throat and motioned to my arm where my dark mark was exposed. "Fancy conjuring up a coat for me or something?"

Draco rolled his eyes, and the next thing I knew I was wrapped in a silk shawl.

"Happy?" He asked.

"Very." I grinned and linked my arm with his. It felt like we were on a date. It had been so long since I had been on a proper one that I wasn't even sure how to act. It's not like I wasn't comfortable around Malfoy, but the idea of taking the next step still made me nervous. "Where are we going?"