Evocative | A Draco Malfoy Fanfic

IV

As we sit at our usual table at The Leaky Cauldron, I don't expect to see Blaise drag a chair over to our table. He straddles it with the back facing the table. I notice he's sitting close to Hermione; she doesn't even look his way. But I see a small smile form. Which makes me question what I missed last night. I look at her with a quirked eyebrow indicating she's looking for something to tell me. She mouths "later" to me. I nod in agreement.

I glance towards Ron. And he looks pissed. He's never been great at hiding his emotions. He wears them on his sleeve. Which is something I pity at times. I, on the other hand, do not. They are locked up behind concrete walls. The only way you can break them is to sledgehammer your way in. This is another reason why I haven't told Fred I love him. I just... can't. I have to be sure before those worse leave my lips. But I most definitely care about him more than any other boy that's walked into my life thus far. It scares the shit out of me.

Fred puts his arm behind me and squeezes my shoulder. "Are you alright? You've zoned out." Oh, I hadn't noticed. "Yea. I'm fine." I grab his hand and kiss it. He takes his thumb and drags it over my bottom lip. He starts to tell everyone of a new invention George, and he came up with. I try to pay attention, but I notice something in the corner of my eye. The bell above the door sounds, and I look up to find Draco coming in. He's got Pansy following him like a dog. I thought I saw her with Theo last night, but I'm not shocked. She probably took both of them. For some reason, my stomach recoils at the thought of her having both of them. Just because she's behind him doesn't mean anything happened. They go up to the counter and order something to go, I suppose. Since they get handed recyclable cups. Draco turns and catches me staring. He looks to where Fred's arm is over my shoulder and his thumb, which is rubbing circles over my skin. A flash of something crosses his face, but I can't decipher it. Pansy comes up beside him and looks her way, then throws his arm around her waist. He pulls her in for a kiss. Then looks back up at me before he walks out.

I feel the magic boiling my blood. I haven't felt that particular magic in a very long time. I don't know why it's decided to try to come to the surface now. I push it back down. I know for sure it's not because of Draco and Pansy. That's definitely not it.

Fred pulls me out of my trance. "Hey, can we go outside for a minute to talk?"

"Sure." We get up and stride outside, away from prying ears.

"I have to leave today. I know I said I'd stay the whole weekend, but I really need to get back to the shop. You know George can't be trusted alone with the merchandise." He chuckles. I see the gleam in his eyes. I know he doesn't like the thought of leaving me. Especially since he may not see me until Halloween. He already made plans for us to dress in a couple costumes.

"Hey." I grab hold of his hands and intertwine my fingers in his. His hand is way bigger than mine, which swallows mine. I try to conjure some sort of a smile for him. "I understand. Don't beat yourself up. I'm so, so proud of you and all you've accomplished. Plus, Hallows Eve will be here before we know it. Just a couple of months away."

I lean upon my tiptoes and give him a kiss. He wraps his long arms around me and pulls me closer to him. My arms come up around his neck for my hands to run through his thick, ginger hair. I forgot how much I missed this.

His kiss goes from passionate to hungering. I can feel the want in it. We both get sloppy. I want it just as much as he does. Since it's been far too long for the both of us. He pulls away and leads me toward the alley behind The Leaky Cauldron to give us some privacy. He grabs me by my waist and lifts me up to sit on one of the crates lining the wall. He scoots my waist to the end. It's funny confidence this stack of crates makes my hips align perfectly with his. I decided to wear a skirt today. I'm thankful I did.