Charming (Draco x OC)

Scared, Malfoy?

Me and Draco stumbled down the slightly sloped hill, tiredness now wearing heavy on my feet. Blaise and Pansy were already sat in our agreed meeting place, however seem to have only just thrown their bags down and be getting a flask of something hot to drink from their bags. Pansy said something I couldn't make out - Blaise was easier to make out as we got closer and he just scoffed and said

"Communist."

"Blaise I already told you, I don't speak Spanish."

"Spanish? What the fu- THE WORD COMMUNIST ISNT SPANISH PANSY!"

"Sounds Spanish to me."

"Point is - Dimitri totally gives off Russian Spy energy."

"Who cares, he's hot." Draco had clearly only heard this last sentence as he butted in,

"Hot? You guys talking about me?"

"Nope, Dimitri actually. From Dumstrang?"

"Rings a bell." Draco stuck the opposite end of his wand into the dirt so the light pointed out like torch and sat down.

"Well, I said he could be trying to assassinate us all and Pansy says she wouldn't even care because he's hot."

"Look, if he has a couple extra fancy killing spells up his sleeve then sharing is caring in my opinion." Pansy put her hands up and laughed.

"That is SUCH a communist answer!"

"Hey! No Spanish on my grounds!" Pansy commanded sarcastically.

"Your grounds?"

"We are still close enough to the forest to throw you in and see if you survive until morning."

"Atleast I'll be safely tucked away when the Russian spy turns on you all." Blaise dropped onto his back and looked up to the sky.

"We got the book you know, thanks for asking. No, no no wasn't difficult at all." Draco took Blaises backpack and looked inside, then turning it so I could look in and see that they successfully got the movie. I dropped the book in.

"I'm just happy to see the sky again. Pansy had this great idea of taking a shortcut through the forest and now I have thorns in my ankles and temporarily fell into a hole."

"You made me promise to not tell them about you falling into a hole!"

"I don't mind when I am the one to say it. It's called getting some pity here!"

Draco considered this for a moment.

"Hmmm... nope. No can do. Also if McGonnagall asked you ate tonnes of poison berries and spent tonight hurling in the dorm." Draco informed Blaise. Blaise propped himself up on his elbows to look at him.

"I what?"

"Don't worry! Your knight in shining armour - that would be me - got the elves to whip you up some soup and got a little spell. God, what would you do without me?"

"You are full of shit, you know that?"

Draco just grinned in response and Blaise dropped back down, clearly lacking the energy to throw any more witty remarks. We all lay in the damp grass, none of us complaining about how it was late, a little chilly and all of our legs had stopped working. I noticed how clear the stars were out here, and watched as the clouds rolled over them. I didn't mind when time stopped in moments like this, I knew beneath the exhaustion we were all quite happy in each other's presence. Why did these moments every have to end?

After laying around for a sufficient amount of time and a few sleepy conversations about meaningless philosophical thoughts we all begrudgingly got up and began to wander back uphill and inside. We were lucky enough not to encounter anybody - In our half dazed state I doubt any of us could create a good lie or be able to run away fast enough. They would probably assume we were out getting high by the state of us.