crave

fourty-five

i wake up to an empty bed, my mind still racing with memories of yesterday. i roll over and look at the clock, two in the morning, where is draco? i groan as i get out of bed, curious to where he's gone. my feet hit the ground and i shiver as the chill runs up my back. i turn around and grab a small blanket off of the bed and wrap it around me. i quietyly open the door to draco's room and step out. all of the lights are off and i can't hear anything. i slowly make my way down the stairs, careful not to trip.

i walk passed the kitchen and notice light shining from behind the ballroom door. as i step cloesr i hear the sound of the piano playing. it's beautiful. i peak through the small crack in the door, draco sits at the piano in his night clothes. his hands move swiftly over the keys as his eyes focus on them. his body slightly sways with every key he touches. i smile as i step in and shut the door, "draco" i say and the playing stops. he turns to me and smiles as he looks at me wrapped in his blanket. "i didn't know you could play, that was beautiful" i say and he shakes his head "that's nothing. i could do better" he shrugs as he stands up "what are you doing up" he asks and i laugh "i could say the same to you."

he shrugs as he grabs my hand and pulls me over to the piano "i couldn't sleep and i didn't want to wake you so i came down here" he answers as we sit down. "play something" i say and he laughs as he looks at me "please" i shrug and he nods as he begins playing the piano again. his hands move perfectly, producing a wonderful sound. i smile as i relax to the music and lean my head carefully on his shoulder, making sure i don't mess him up.

he looks at me and smiles before grabbing his wand and making the piano play by itself. i look at him as he grabs my hand and pulls me off of the seat. i let the blanket fall to the floor as he pulls me to the middle of the ballroom. his hand wraps around my waist and he smiles as we move gracefully with the music. it's kind of funny, dancing in the middle of the ballroom with only our pajamas on. usually we would be dressed up completely but no. he dances in his green sleep pants and i dance in his shirt.

he pulls me closer to him and i wrap my arms loosely around his neck "you look beautiful" he whispers looking down at me. i laugh as i look at him "i'm only wearing your shirt" he shakes his head "it doesn't matter what you're wearing. you look beautiful" he says. his voice is soft, this is another side of draco i don't get to see very often. his cheeks flush a slight shade of red and he laugh "damn it, elizabeth, look what you're doing to me" he shakes his head. "what am i doing" i laugh and he looks at me "i don't know what you're doing, but please never stop becasue i think i love it" he breathes out.

you know that fuzzy feeling you get in your heart when something makes you happy? well that's what i'm feeling right now. does that mean he loves me? or am i over thinking it? he looks down at our feet, his cheeks still red. am i supposed to say it back? what i if i say it back and that's not what he meant?

the music stops and he backs away "go back to bed, elizabeth. i'll be up in a moment" he kisses my forehead before walking back over to the piano. i feel like i should say it back but what if i'm lying? i don't know if i love him. i know that i would do anything to protect him, to keep him with me. i know that i never want to lose him. but do i love him? did what he say even mean he loved me or am i just tired?

"okay" i breath out as i grab the blanket and wrap it around me before walking out of the ballroom and back up the stairs.

*dracos pov*
i told her i loved her, right? or was that confusing? i meant it as i loved her. becasue i do. as she danced in my arms i realized i love everything about her. i love the way she fires back at my snooty remarks instead of getting hurt over them. i love the way she's not scared to stick up for herself. i love that even with everything she's been through she doesn't make that define who she is. i love the way she cares for others. i love her smile, her eyes, her hair, her everything. does she not realize that?

i sigh as she walks out of the ballroom, maybe i'm going i'm going to fast. bringing her to meet my mother, telling her i loved her, maybe i'm overwhelming her. maybe i'm messing it up.

*elizabeth's pov*
i smile as draco walks into the room, "um what you said earlier, i um-" "forget about it. i never said anything" he says blankly and i sigh. "but draco, i-" "i said, forget about it, okay? fuck" he says and i nod. "goodnight" i say as i lay down and cover up. "night" he says as he cuts the light off. i sigh as he lays down beside me, wrapping his arm around me and pulling my body closer to his. i almost go to tell him i love him too, but he wants me to forget about it. would it make things worse if i said something? or would it make things better? he's so confusing it annoys me sometimes.