Dracotok Story

-16-

"Alright, they're in a meeting, so I should be good to play a couple songs" Draco says as he sets his phone up (with you on facetime) on the music stand of the piano.

You've wanted to hear Draco play the piano for the longest time, but there haven't been any pianos around for him to show off his talent. There's a grand piano in Malfoy Manor, so you persuaded him to play you something on it while his parents are in a Death Eater meeting.

"What would you like me to play, darling?" he asks, looking at you with those mesmerizing eyes of his. The golden hour sun is hitting him at the perfect angle right now, shining on his soft blonde hair. You just want to run your hand over his cheek and bring him into a warm kiss...

"Something pretty... that you can play well... just surprise me."

He smiles, then looks down at the keys, gliding his hands down to first play a scale. He pauses for a second, letting the last note ring.

Even just a scale was beautiful.

He takes a soft breath before pressing his hands onto the keys to start playing a familiar tune.

You let him play for a while before you quietly start singing along... "I can't help falling in love with... you."

Draco looks up for a brief moment and mouths I love you. His eyes sparkle with his everlasting love for you. Since he can't feel you or kiss you right now he puts his emotions in the music, and you understand it. He plays with gentleness and passion that can't be learned through practice, but through love.

"Take my hand..." you continue singing. You don't even notice the tears coming to your eyes. "Take my whole life too."

"Darling don't cry" he says when he sees your eyes shimmering with tears.

"I'm not crying" you smile, as he keeps playing."For I can't help..."

He sings with you. "Falling in love with... you."

•••

"Only one week left" you say to Draco as you set your phone against a pillow and lay down.

"Then I'll hold you in my arms and never let go" Draco says.

"What torturous activities have they been making you do, anyways?" you ask.

"I have to sit in on death eater meetings. It's just boring is what it is."

You look at his pained eyes, knowing that there's more than it just being boring.

"It really isn't that bad..." he says. He doesn't want to say it, but it is really bad. It's done a toll on his emotional state and he cries after almost every meeting. It's been difficult for him to stay away from the blades, but he doesn't want to fall back into his old ways. He doesn't want to come back to you and you be disappointed that there are new scars on his body. You're what's keeping him going. He doesn't want you to worry about him.

"Draco it can't be 'not that bad'. Really... you can talk to me."

He sighs, and readjusts on his bed. "They've been training me..."

Your heart breaks a little. You know how embarrassed and ashamed of being a death eater he is. You keep all your attention on him and just listen, knowing that he needs someone to talk to.

"My parents want me to take after my father and continue the Malfoy Death Eater legacy. Be just like him. They want me to kill. You know, they were thinking about making me kill Dumbledore. They would have made me take an unbreakable vow, and I would have died because I can't take anyone's life. But they didn't think I was ready, and had Snape do it." There's a silence. "I don't want to be a Malfoy, y/n. I don't want this life."

"Your name doesn't define you, Draco. Someday we can be Malfoys together. How does that sound?"

He smiles. "Y/n Malfoy. That has a nice ring to it."

•••

After your call ends, you lay in bed thinking about your future with Draco.

I want to get married and have a family. And I want a big open house with a grand staircase where I could walk down in a beautiful dress. Draco would take my hand at the bottom of the staircase, and we'd dance the whole night. And we'd throw parties with all our friends. They would all be married too, and have families of their own.

You smile, just thinking about a future with the love of your life.

Maybe we could live on the beach. Oh what I'd give to be back at the beach house. But all I really want is to be with Draco. As long as I have him I'll be happy.

Isn't it crazy how we're almost adults. Only 10 months until we can get married. (You and Draco both have June birthdays. Draco's on the 5th, and yours on the 24th). I hope we get married. We're serious enough to be thinking about marriage right? I know he's the one for me. He's the one for me. I just know he is.