The World and Her Stars

Chapter Nineteen

DRACO POV

I'm riding on a high.

A Rose Eros induced high.

For the rest of the weekend, all I could fucking think about was how she looked as the sun hit her face, and how the moon made her eyes look so much fucking brighter.

Who was this person she was turning me into? Since when did I admire eyes and how they look in different lights. Since when was I so delicate.

"Is that another smile I see? Are you broken mate?" Zabini looked over my way as we got ready for classes Monday morning.

"What? I'm not allowed to express emotion or something?" I laughed. Laughed. This early in the morning and I laughed.

What was she doing to me?

"Sorry if I'm caught off guard when the king of teenage angst and brooding is showing his teeth." Blaise adjusted his tie in the mirror.

"I'm just in a good mood." I shook my head and fastened my belt quickly.

"Did Malfoy just say he was in a good mood? Is he broken?" Theo walked into the room, fixing his tie as well.

Being around him had surprisingly gotten a lot easier since I knew that I was the one that was getting to kiss her.

Me. Not him. Me.

I had the pleasure of being in Rose's head all day, not him. Not Theodore Nott. But he didn't know that, which made things even more sweet.

"You all act like you've never seen me fucking smile before. Don't tell me I do really look that depressing." I tucked my wand into my robes and looked at my hair in the mirror. It was rather wavy today, but I think she liked that, so I kept it.

Jesus, now here I was letting her impact one of my most iconic assets. My hair.

"You do, mate." Blaise came up and slapped a hand on my shoulder a couple of times.

"Oi, you and Bullstrode doing the ditz now or was that just a one-time shindig?" Theo asked, lugging his own bag onto his shoulder.

Blaise smirked proudly and popped an imaginary collar, "I have no idea."

"Then what's with the confidence?" I cringed as we walked out of the door.

"I plan on putting the moves on her soon enough. We'll see where that gets me." He replied, jogging down a couple of steps.

"Let me know when so I can run the opposite direction." Theo glared with slight disgust as we entered the common room.

"Go on. Go." I heard a hushed voice urged.

"Pansy, go. Now. Remember what we talked about." Another one said.

"Don't be a wuss. You're a bad bitch. Now go on."

Before I could even find the source of these voices, Parkinson popped up in front of me, her face looking quite piggish this up close.

"Uh...good morning?" I looked around, confused.

"Can I talk to you?" she asked nervously.

"No, Parkinson. It's need, not can." One of the voices from before whispered harshly, and I noticed it was coming from behind me.