-𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬-
post war 7th year
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"I fucking love her. I love her. I think.
Does stalking her still count? It isn't stalking though it's love."-𝐃𝐌
A girl. A boy and a girl...
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SAGE WALTMORE
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THE AIR FEELS STICKY. Everything seems vivid and the light of the day is a dead blue. Nothing seems possible. Except him, Draco. He's holding my cheek as he looks into my eyes.
He's whispering something. What's he saying? He sounds muffled. I can only make out his lips. I....love...What? Something cold traces my bare collarbone. It has a sharp tip. I can't make out what it is or what he's saying. My head is pushed into the pillows and I'm in his room. That's all I can make out.
We aren't naked or getting sexual.
"I love you" He whispers.
What?
I jolt up, quickly gasping for air. I grab my chest searching for the Amethyst. What the hell is the Amethyst going to do for me anyways?
A chair rocks. A rocking chair. It creaks, it's creaking.
I'm alone in Draco's bed. I instantly search around the room and lock eyes with him. Draco. He's staring at me. Just staring. Rocking in the rocking chair. Wearing a white button up shirt, grey sweats and glasses. I moved my eyes to his lap. It'a a book...a book about...?
Flowers?
A book about flowers?
I shook my head. "What are you doing?" I tiredly asked. "Nothing" Draco replied. "Did you clean yourself up?" I asked. There was a slight party after Draco and I got back. We both got sprayed with liquor and other beverages.
Not to mention the food fight.
"Yes" He answered.
He continued to stare at me, barely blinking. His lips were pressed firmly into a straight line and he continued to flip to the next page as if he were actually reading.
