Survive her (d.m.)

twenty seven

Draco woke up to the feeling in Viena's body pieced into his like a puzzle. Her body moved slightly as she breathed and her nose whistled quietly. He checked the time on her clock which read 7:36 am. Too early. She didn't wake up until 8-9. He pulled his arm out from under her and got out of her bed slowly, trying to limit the creaks. He left her room and went into his to get her valentine's day present and his jersey.

"Dray," she mumbled as he walked back in.

"Oh love, you're up early." He walked over and kissed her forehead. Her eyebrows pointed in, signaling for another kiss. He kissed her lips, tasting the mango chapstick she always wore.

"Happy Valentines," she smiled. A heart shaped box sat in his hands. "What's that?"

"You'll see after breakfast," he smirked.

"Fine. Can we go?" she groaned. He lifted her by the hand and looked at her outfit.

"Change."

"Why?" She looked in the mirror. "I'm wearing pants and a shirt. I know how you feel about me being 'modest.'"

"I want you wearing my jersey. Everyone should know your my Valentine," he smiled. She chuckled and put it on, trying not to fight him. He reached out his hand and guided her to the Great Hall.

The inside was filled with decorations and paper hearts. Each table had little chocolates and sweets. He guided her to a table and allowed her to sit first, then sat across her. He put a heart shaped pancake on her plate and waited for fill it more. He cleared his throat and looked around, making sure people didn't see his soft side. She grabbed a piece of fruit but that was it.

'A couple more hours,' he thought. He watched her eat, making sure she finished everything. Her hair was messily put up in a high ponytail with pieces pulled out from the front and ears. He admired her until he heard Blaise and Pansy behind him. That's when he took her back to her dorm.

"Now what's in it?" she groaned. He passed her the box and she gave him one similar. They both opened at the same time and smiled. Her box was filled with a hoodie, socks, a box of chocolates, and licorice wands. All her old favorites. In his was a blanket and stuffed animal that smelled like her, a box of different types of his favorite candy, a bottle of the perfume she always wore that he loved, and a heart shaped note.

"I don't like this type of romantic stuff but this is definitely going on my wall," he said while reading the note.

"I love you Draco," she said as she leaned in to kiss him.

"Let's have fun," he smirked. "It is Valentines."

Viena sat up and looked at the floor. Pillows, blankets, and clothes covered it.

"God Draco," she groaned. "I'm never gonna clean this." He chuckled.

"It won't take that long. Just have to pick up bed stuff." He kissed her forehead.

"Why do you feel the need to destroy my room?"

"I feel the need to destroy your insides," he said with a smirk. "The room just happens." He pulled her over him so she was laying on him. Her head rested on his chest, feeling his heartbeat through his cold skin. His rings gently grazed her back as he rubbed it. The thick ring's engraved pieces pushed into her.

"How is it only 10?" she groaned. She buried her head into his chest.

"I want to paint your nails," Draco snapped.

"Draco," she started. "Every time I ask you say no. Why now?"

"Just I want to." He stood up and walked to her vanity. Inside the drawer, he grabbed black, pink, white, and green nail polish.

"Let me put on clothes." She walked off of her bed and put on his sweatshirt, the one he wore last night. She put on a pair of shorts and sat back down on her bed, putting down a towel.

"Are these your real nails?" Draco muttered.

"No my love. Don't be dumb." She picked off each of the nails, making Draco disgusted. Inside her bedside table, she pulled out a pack of acrylics and glue.

"That was terrifying," he whispered. He looked up at her and took a deep breath. "Ok. I'm sorry in advance."

Draco and Viena have matching manicures now. Viena acrylics, Draco regular. It took them a long time, for they both struggled with each other's hands. It was around 6:30 now.

"Draco smell this," Viena said as she threw a perfume bottle at him.

"Ugh gross." He gagged and threw it back to her. "Why do you have that?"

"Snatched it off Cho," she mumbled. "I hate her."

"And I hate that." He stood up and put his hands on her shoulders, gripping them softly. She turned around and kissed him.

"What's for dinner?" she hesitated, trying to make conversation. Draco breathed in and gulped.

"We aren't having dinner." Her eyes blinked as her eyebrows rose.

"Excuse me?"

"We're having dessert." Her face went sad. Draco went down to his knees so their faces were level.

"I'm not really a dessert person." She looked into his eyes which were pleading for her.

"When you got here you loved everything sweet."

"What are we having?" she mumbled.

"Cheesecake."

"Draco I," she began.

"Please Viena. I hardly see you eat. And I tried to ignore it but you have lost a lot of weight. You were perfect before. Why the change?"

"I can't," she said with a shaky voice.

"Just one bite." His soft side completely came out. He took out a small cake a fork. With shaking hands, Viena took the fork and grabbed a small bite. Draco watched as she placed it in her mouth and chewed slowly. A sigh of relief came over his face when she swallowed.

"That's all I wanted," he whispered. She clenched her jaw and looked into his pleading eyes.

"You're all I want." She kissed his nose.

"Please eat more. Just for me."