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IT HAS been days since my last actual conversation with Malfoy, I've been avoiding him as much as I can, focusing on my new personal spot in their garden which Mr.Malfoy- Lucius kindly let me have.
Yes, he may be a cold and intimidating man, I still don't know what to think of him, yet he's trying his best to get me to accept him. Or at least it seems like it. Who knows what this man is up to.
Malfoy's drunk words sometimes repeated themselves in my head. I know what it's like to be an only child so I could understand the fact that it's weird to suddenly have another teen living in the same household.
But is he really that pissed about it that he has to provoke me as much as he can to distract himself? I sometimes caught him looking at me with that constant smirk on his face and sometimes he looked out the window when he found me outside but other than that, he's been busy too, going out a lot.
Now sitting on the swing, I appreciate all the colorful flowers which are growing so nicely. Neville would be so proud of me if he could see what I've done to this place.
Suddenly, my eyes get covered by familiar hands before no other than Dion reveals himself by looking down at me from right behind me, making me giggle softly.
"Missed me already?" He asks cockily which makes me scoff. "Maybe a little. What are you even doing here?" I tilt my head back so I could look at him.
"Oh, mother is here to see Florence and step-daddy Malfoy. I decided to tag along so I could see my favorite girl. Mum says hi." This boy always knows how to put a smile on my face. "So how are you doing? It's weird to actually go to the Malfoy manor to visit you, I hope ferret boy isn't too much a pain in the ass?" Dion raises an eyebrow.
Laughing a bit at the name, I simply nod my head. "It's okay I guess and I'm trying my best to avoid him. It's only a few more days until they get married, I'm already counting the days until we're back in Hogwarts."
He chuckles at that, making me smile at him. Dion then grabs onto my swing and pulls on it so he could push it forward which makes me squeal in surprise as I'm suddenly swinging back and forth thanks to him. "Watch out!" He then pushes a little more, making me laugh out loud. He's now standing by my right as the swing starts slowing down again.
Meeting his eyes, the swing then stops. "I like to see you this happy, Gwen." He softly speaks. Neither of us are saying anything afterwards and I could swear he was leaning in when suddenly a voice interrupts us.
"Aw, how cute." Malfoy calls out as he's now standing not too far away from us. "The fuck are you doing here, blondie" Dion asks, clearly pissed. Malfoy only laughs at that. I'm just watching him as he makes his way over to us while shaking his head. "This is my house, I'm pretty sure I'm allowed to be here so you better shut your damn mouth. Believe me, I'd rather do anything else than to interrupt you disgusting love birds but your milf of a mother asked me to tell you that you should go back inside, she needs to head back home."
"Excuse me?" The Ravenclaw blinks rapidly as he storms closer towards the blonde one. "Don't ever talk about her again, I will-"
"Dion, he's not worth it. You should go." I interrupt while standing up so I could walk over to him and peck his cheek to let him know he could leave. The taller one just growls in response. "Alright, see you at the wedding, I guess." He gives my hand a quick squeeze before he pushes past the other male to get back inside with his jaw clenched.
Malfoy just stares at me for a couple seconds as soon as we're alone outside. Last time I was alone with him was when he was apparating drunk into my room. "Anything else?" I then ask him which makes him smirk. "You could do better." He simply says.
"What is that supposed to mean?"
He just chuckles at my response. "If you like it or not, you're my sister now. Which means that I won't allow some stupid bloke try to get into your panties."
I then start laughing right into his face. "Oh, you mean just like you? You don't get to decide to gets the honor of making me come, Malfoy." I say as I start making my way back inside, leaving him behind, probably shocked at my confidence. I know he isn't used to girls talking back at him but I surely am not afraid of Draco Malfoy and his weird, protective behaviour.
I do whatever and whoever I please, I don't need his approval.
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Sitting in the Malfoy library all cuddled up with a book on a comfortable leather couch a few hours later, I hear my mother join me as she takes a seat right next to me.
"Are you okay, Gwendolyn?" She starts. While slowly closing my book, I raise an eyebrow at my mother. She has never been one to talk about feelings or anything deep in general. "Uh yeah, doing just fine. Why are you asking me?" I reply in confusion. "Just wondering. You're always by yourself, gardening or reading."
"Well what else is there to do?" I scoff, shrugging my shoulders. "You could get to know Draco better, you two are going through the same thing and are in Hogwarts together, on top of that, you two will be living in the same house, Gwen." She looks at me with an almost pleading look.
"I'll pass. He's weird. And mean."
Florence gasps at my response, shaking her head in disappointment. "Well, you have no choice. Lucius and I will be going out for dinner tonight, I've got a business meeting and he's joining me. Try not to kill each other tonight, alright? Have a nice evening." My mother stands up and exits the room before I even get to argue.
If she actually thinks I would be spending my spare time with Malfoy, she's completely wrong. I'll just finish my book, take a bath and go to bed. Yes, that's my plan. Let's just hope he will leave me alone or goes out again. I couldn't care less what his plans are, as long as they don't involve me.
Cuddling back into the blanket I brought with me, I continue reading my book.
