On the Nature of Daylight

Chapter 21

Soundtrack- "Break My Baby" by Kaleo and "Cringe" by Matt Maeson

Chapter 21

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Okay so... Granger was the girl of his dreams.

Well...

Shit.

At least he had her. It was bad enough that it was a Muggleborn he was falling for, but at least she wanted him too.

Wanted him to tie her up and let him do whatever he wanted to her.

Sweet Salazar, it was all he could think about. She was burning in him, making it hard to think, to walk, to even breathe. And not just her body, although he certainly, definitely, wanted that, but he wanted it to be like when they were hanging out. He wanted to be able to be around her, wanted to hear her thoughts, wanted to to tell her his and make her smile. Just for him.

Was it always like this? Did everyone just walk around with a bloody sun in their chest trying to burst through all the time? He had... been interested in girls before, but this... this was different. Just like her. Merlin, she was... she was everything. Everything he wanted.

If she was a Pureblood, or hell, even something like a second or third generation Halfblood, he'd throw his arm around her just like he had the other night, in front of everyone and not even care. Any fallout from her being a Gryffindor or a little less Pure than him he'd deal with. His parents wouldn't be pleased and his reputation would take a hit, but she was worth it.

Most people would be too scared to speak out against him anyways. And he'd shut up the ones that did.

Her friends though... they'd want to kill him. Secretly he wanted to see Weasley's dumb face when he realized that he, Draco fucking Malfoy, had gotten there first.

He imagined watching Weasley staring slack-jawed as Granger leaned up, pushing her fingers into his hair and brushing her soft lips across his cheek to show that fucker she wanted him. She loved him.

Oh shit.

Love? Is that what he wanted?

Uhm. Maybe?

He had almost found out the other night. It had been wrong, he knew that, but... it was so tempting when she was staring at him with her big doe eyes to just... skim the surface of her mind. It was entrancing, like nothing he'd ever seen. And for just a second, he had felt the... affection she had for him. It was stronger than he had ever thought.

It was like a warm ray of sun after a cold dark night, easing his troubled soul, making him feel a little less guilty about his own inferno that was roaring in his chest.

He hadn't been able to stay long, she had felt him almost immediately and Granger was clever enough to figure it out if he had tried to push any farther, but that small taste of her... was that love? Whatever it was, it was better than any whisky he had ever tasted and twice as addictive.

He wanted more.

If Granger loved him, it certainly would be easier to get her to come with him. If Granger loved him maybe they could find a way to make all of this work in his world. He'd take care of her, make sure she was safe and wanted for nothing. She could be happy. With him. She could... love him.

And... could he love her? Behind closed doors, where no one else had to know, he could do whatever he wanted with her. He could love... couldn't he? She was still a... Muggleborn and he still didn't understand what all this meant. People like her were little better than Muggles, little better than animals, but she was... Granger. Hermione.