Her Eyes || Draco Malfoy

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They were back.

Everyone cheered loudly almsot instantly, Arthur Weasley was seen hugging Cedric's father but something didn't seem right with the scene infront of us.

Harry was crying, hunched over Cedric's lifeless body when a loud scream, comimg from Fleur Delacour confirmed my suspicions.

Everyone fell silent and I turned around, burying my face into Draco's chest as he rubbed my back and Mr. Diggory's cries made the entire scene feel so much sadder than it already was.

I covered my ears so I didn't have to listen any further, the blonde burying his face into my hair.

Kissing the top of my head he pulled me out of the arena following everyone else as we were ordered to return to the dormitories.

The tournament was over and Cedric Diggory was dead.

Draco's arm draped around my shoulder and I knew he understood, the way that triggered me, made me remember the one thing that traumatized me the most.

Meanwhile I could imagine how Harry felt, watching him get killed right infront of him, the feeling of greif and hopelessness in the moment someones life was cut short, way to short.

My eyes glued to the ground I didn't speak a single word, not even when we returned to the dorm rooms, instead I laid in Dracos arms in the empty dorm room feeling as vulnerable as ever as the memories flooded into my mind.

The memories I've pushed away for so, so long.

He didn't bother asking, he knew already as he held me closer to him, I was shaking.

He sat up, back pressed against then bedframe of the bed and held my face in his hands forcing me to look into his eyes as he spoke "breath my love, breath" he told me, trying to stay as calm as possible but still I could hear the slight panic in his voice.

"Breath in"

He took a breath in through his nose and I did the same, mirroring him as my vision became blurry with the tears forming.

"Breath out"

He breathed out through his mouth and again I copied him as we did that a few more times, his thumbs rubbing circles on my cheeks and his eyes staring at me, full of worry.

Dispite the fact that it was helping, I still was shaking and I looked away closing my eyes trying to focus on his touch only, the way his thumbs softly ran in circles under my eyes.

My heart skipped a beat when he suddenly kissed my forehead before letting his forehead pressed against mine softly.

"open your eyes" he said quietly as he moved back a little bit when I did. He dropped his hands to my lap playing with my fingers and I did everything in my power not to look down.

"What do you see infront of you" he asked suddenly, throwing me off guard a little but at the random question.

"y— you"

"explain"

I swallowed thickly, letting my mind wander to think of how to explain what I saw, I was still shaking and my chest was still tightening as time went on but I did as he said anyway.

"I- I see you, your e-eyes and—" he cut me off by placing his finger to my lips for a moment "tell me about my eyes"

I narrowed my eyes, confused at what he was playing at and why he thought now was the right time to feed his ego further.

He dropped his hand as I stayed silent for a what felt like days before speaking up "they're a beautiful silvery blue, easy to get lost in" I started as he slipped his hand into mine, locking our fingers together.

"They remind me of the ocean— you know when the waves hit the shore and its the beautiful silvery blue color? it's like that, beautiful" I told him but he didn't seem convinced as he smiled.

"You've been to the ocean haven't you?" He shook his head and my eyes widened, it was like I had completely forgotten about the anxiety attack I was having "no, tell me about it" he said holding his arms out for me to rest my head on his chest.

Listening to his heartbeat I let him hold me close "one of my happy places— where I can escape and feel free listening to the waves hit the shore, feeling the sand between my toes or standing at the shoreline letting the cold water hit me" I rambled as I tilted my head upwards to look at him with a smile.

"I'll take you one day, maybe even this summer, we can have a picnic or watch the sunset it's beautiful on the ocean, we can forget everything and pretend like we're the last two people left on earth" I told him seeing him smile as he pushed my hair back and I moved my head up to look at him.

His pupils were dilated, lips parted slightly with the corners of them curled up to a smile as he nodded "I say we do it" he responded leaning in and making me forget everything that happened when his lips fell on mine.

Suddenly, the only thing on my mind was him and it made me realize that he wasn't trying to feed his own ego while I was having an anxiety attack, he was trying to get my mind off everything, help me when I needed him most.

All the bad memories of what happened between 7 years ago and today suddenly gone from my mind as his lips moved softly against my own.

I smiled against his lips till he pulled away from the kiss and I realized his hand was placed on my cheek softly.

"Feeling better?"

"Yeah— alot better"