Why not? A Draco Malfoy Fanfiction

Chapter 5: Lake Conversations

"So students, what is the name of the charm that is used to blast holes in the ground?" Asked Professor Flitwick, walking slowly around the room, eyeing each and every one of his students. I wasn't paying any attention to what he was talking about, as I had in previous years, but the reason was different this time. I had my mind set on Lucia. I just couldn't stop thinking about her and how much I wanted to talk to her again. If only I could-

"Mr. Malfoy, how about you answer," He said, now a few feet away from me. Oh no. I sat up slowly and glanced around the room, seeing if I could get a hint from literally anyone, even Granger! No one came to my rescue, it looked as though I would have to accept defeat. 

Then, I saw some writing on the wall across the room. 

Deprimo

"Deprimo?" I said, fairly unsure of what I was stating. Professor Flitwick looked at me suspiciously, not believing that I had just suddenly remembered. He checked behind himself at the same wall the answer was written on, but only to find nothing there. I wanted to know who had told me so that I could thank them for saving me time in detention. 

Professor Flitwick looked at me, "Alright Mr. Malfoy, that's correct. Now what is the incantation for-, " he kept talking about charms and boring topics like that while I tried to figure out who it was who helped me. I reckoned that it would be someone who was close to the wall, so I searched the rows. Not a Gryffindor I knew that for sure...wait. Of course!

It was her.

Lucia and I made eye contact quickly and I mouthed "It was you wasn't it?" and surprisingly she could read lips well and nodded her head with a small smile. I mouthed a "thank you" with a genuine smile and she blushed and looked down at her knees, trying to hide her rosy cheeks. She had the cutest messy bun, it made her black-brown hair look so stylish, not that it wasn't before. She directed her attention back to the class at hand while I went back to my thoughts.

After half of my classes were over, I had about an hour or so to myself. I wasn't going to spend it with my usual gang, but instead go over by the lake. It was really nice out today and I wanted to take advantage of the weather while I could. It always got rainy and nasty out after September was over, so we had a limited amount of time to spend outside.

I headed over there, just me, myself, and I, when I saw Lucia and Celia walking the same direction. I wanted to talk to her so badly, but with Celia there, it was hard to approach her. I was always so confident, but now I felt very intimidated. She was so perfect. Walking. Talking. Just being her regular self was beyond enough to have me all over her. 

After a few minutes, I gained the courage to go over to them. We were much closer to the lake now and we weren't the only ones there. Would people get suspicious if they saw me talking to Lucia?

Of course they would you idiot!

But I didn't care. I went towards them anyways. She must have heard me behind her, because she turned around and her whole face lit up with happiness. It made my stomach feel like it was fluttering...I had never felt this feeling before, but I liked it. I liked it a lot. She ran to me and wrapped her arms around my neck. 

I wasn't expecting that reaction, but I wasn't complaining. I hugged her back and when we backed away from each other, all we could do was smile. Celia came up from behind Lucia with quite the confused expression on her face.

 "So when did this...all happen?" She asked, gesturing to us both. We both shared a laugh and Lucia told her that we had become friends the night before, when we were all in the carriages. She looked me up and down and gave Lucia a "Are you for real?!" face. I knew exactly what she meant by that. It was the competition between our houses, it would tear our friendship apart. I knew this all too well, but I didn't want to think about the future.

"Are you on break too?" She asked while we continued to walk towards the lake, finally arriving.

"Oh yeah, I am," I said plainly, "How were the classes you've had so far? Have you had potions yet? I want to know what Professor Snape is up to this year..." I said with a rather devilish grin, rubbing my hands together jokingly. Lucia laughed and shoved my shoulder with her hand, "Nope, I'm pretty sure I have potions with you. Otherwise, my classes have been mediocre; not bad not good." She finished with a shrug.

We kept talking about our lives and I could tell that Celia was feeling uncomfortable and out of place, so I tried including her in our conversation, but she rejected my offer, "Oh I have to do something...right now, I forgot. Catch you later Lucie?" 

"Oh yeah sure, see you later," Lucia said waving to her friend. I felt like I should say something about how Celia wasn't comfortable, but I didn't get the chance.

"Draco...I'm sorry if this is a touchy question, but I have to know," She said looking at the water, avoiding eye contact, "Are your parents...um...death eaters?" She asked, feeling that it was a strange question to bring up, saying that we had only been friends for a day. I took in a breath and looked at her. She had already been looking at me and we got lost in one another's eyes.

"Um," I said breaking the silence, "Well I trust you, I know you won't go prancing about the castle, screaming it at the top of your lungs, but yes my parents are death eaters...although I don't want them to be, it's not like they would change their minds...in fact I don't think they can," I said, the words soaking into my soul. It was different saying it out loud than just thinking it. They couldn't undo what they had done. They made a choice and it was irreversible. 

The sadness in my voice must have been obvious because she reached over and embraced me. Her hugs were so comforting and peaceful, I loved them. We forgot about the topic and talked about regular and random things, such as our favorite colors or our first thoughts about Hogwarts. 

"I don't think I've ever thought about my first thoughts of Hogwarts," I said quite honestly, "I was actually going to go to Durmstrang, but mother thought it was too far away. I think that I thought it was really big and I found my place immediately with Crabbe and Goyle. Although, I wish that I had been more kind and thoughtful so that I wouldn't be portrayed as well...a bully, even though I am." Lucia looked at me firmly and contemplated how she would respond. 

"I think you were a bully, but Draco, ever since yesterday, you've been nothing but kind and sweet and funny," She said thinking that that was a very good reply. I liked that she noticed my change and that I made a good impression on her.

We kept talking about life and she told me about her family, but I could tell there was something she wasn't telling me...

What was it?

And why didn't she feel comfortable sharing it with me?

Author's note: Quick thing, ik it's sad but Professor Umbridge will not be included with this story even though they're in fifth year and neither will Dumbledore's Army...sorry people!! love you as always <3