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Chapter 12

Before you start this chapter please go back and re-read chapter 11. I rewrote it because I rushed when writing it so sorry about that! I

I rewrote chapter 11 and posted it at 9:00 p.m January 31, 2021.
If you have read it after I rewrote it you may carry on! :)

SAGE WALTMORE

IT'S BEEN THREE weeks since I told Draco about how I've been feeling. It's gotten a bit better. Although I feel like someone is watching me half of the time. Draco and I have gotten closer. He brings me small gifts like jewelry, money, and blankets. I sleep in his dorm sometimes.

We sleep in the same bed.

I obviously try not to do anything touchy. Not that I don't want to. I haven't kissed him again.

Except for when he buried my head into the pillow as he kissed me roughly, his cold hands slipping under the baggy shirt I wore.

We hadn't gone any further than that. Although I may have teased him a bit by whispering a few things into his ear. A lot can happen in three weeks now that I think of it.

No one has been in his dormitory. The boys would be in and out to collect a few clothes and leave. I drew my attention towards the pictures. Pictures of Draco when he was around thirteen. He stood beside his mother, her face was pale, she had strawberry lips and an expensive black coat over a dress. Draco wore his daily Slytherin attire. He looked happy although his mother looked tired, as though she were miserable almost.

Another picture caught my eye. It was just a picture of his mum and dad. The end of fifth year. I remember when Blaise and I hid behind a pillar as we watched Draco get told what to do, and where to sit. His face grew red by the minute and his dad scolded him throughout the shoot.

I stared at the picture, his mother. She had a blank expression. She looked unhappy. As if she didn't want her life, as if she were disappointed.
Don't read anything into it. I looked at the other two pictures. Her facial expressions are the same. They are all the same. No one of them is different from the other.

I fiddled with the ends of my plaid skirt. I opened my mouth to talk. "Draco"

"Hm?" He responded.

I turned my head to look over to him. His legs hung off of the bed and his back laid against the soft comforter. "Is your mother always gloomy?"
I asked. He stared at the ceiling for a bit. He pursed his lips as he continued to stare in silence. His side profile is nice. Was it always this nice?

He fluttered his eyes closed as he took a deep breath. He opened his eyes and turned his head towards me. "I don't think she was ever really happy with her life. Now she seems a bit happy but she still misses my father. I don't understand why he was a pussy." He said.

"Oh...wow...I'm sorry" I said. He began to sit up straight "No need to be I like to think it's not serious" he responded in a strained voice. "Of course" I said with a smirk. Why is it always so fucking cold? I pulled the black coat tightly around me. I turned my head back to the pictures and I could hear Draco fail to sneak up on me.

"I can hear you," I said softly. I felt his hands creep down slowly. From my shoulders to my chest. He stopped at my lower chest and wrapped his arms around me as he leaned his head in to kiss my cheek. "That's the point," He whispered.

"Is there anything else you find interesting chérie?"

"No..." my voice trailed off as a small black box caught my eye. "Yes"

"What is it?"

"That box." I replied.

I heard as his breath hitched. His breathing became heavier and quicker. His heart was pumping faster than normal. "It's a locket my mother gave to me. I don't wear it that often so I keep it locked in there"

Locked? Why locked? And that's a big box for a locket.

"We lost the original box the locket came in so we put it in this one. I keep it locked because my father's name is embedded in the heart" He clarified. Oh. That makes sense.

He uncrossed his arms and walked over to his desk. He sat onto it staring at me. We both stared in silence until he pushed the chair back and got on his knees. "What are you doing?" I asked curiously. He grabbed my left hand and grabbed a ring out of his pocket. "What's this? You're going to propose to me?" I joked. He gave me a smile. "Not propose. It's just a ring with a red diamond on it." He responded.

He slipped the ring onto my finger. It fit perfectly. Almost as if it were made for me.

"Thank you. It's very nice" I said. He stared at my lips. "You can kiss my lips when I say you can, Draco don't even think about it," I said, giggling shortly after.

He rolled his eyes in annoyance. "You can kiss my cheek" I suggested. He narrowed his eyes at me. "Fine then. You're annoying" I said.

He pressed his soft lips against mine. It was quick, I kind of wish it was longer. "I think you really wanted to do that," Draco said. " I think not," I joked.

I stared into his silver eyes. It seemed as though they were a hurricane. Though the eye was calm. Safe. As if I were wanted. The only thing that was wanted.

Forever.

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