Her Eyes || Draco Malfoy

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When I woke up I felt Draco's bare chest pressed against my back and his arm around my waist.

He was awake, I knew by the way he played with my fingers when I rolled over to face him and his eyes met mine.

"Good morning princess" he brushed a strand of hair from my face and I smiled when he kissed my forehead softly making me giggle quietly.

I let my eyes roam his chest seeing the small buises under his chin and on his chest when I remembered last night and felt my cheeks run red.

His hand landed on my cheek so I brought my eyes to his once more "do you want me to stay?" I didn't even realize I had asked him the question till he nodded.

"Yes, stay please" he whispered quietly before he shifted, stretching his limps out then getting off the bed, throwing on some sweats due to him falling asleep in his boxers then a shirt at me.

I sat up slipping the skirt in and buttoning it up before moving towards him and throwing my arms around his neck from behind as he sat at the edge of the bed now.

I leaned my head on my arm as I looked at him from the side where I could see how upset he was.

"I know what its like to have a parent in Azkaban—can you look at me for a second?" I lowered my voice and he looked over to me once again with tear filled eyes.

I moved, so I could cup his face as a tear fell from his eye "we're in this together" I told him as I moved to his lap "I promise, its us against everything else"

I saw a faint smile on his lips, one I would have missed if I wasn't looking for it, "us against the world? I like that" he mumbled looking at me with big soft innocent eyes.

"us against the world ferret, us against the world"

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Narcissia freaked when she saw me, in a good way of course, pulling me into a tight hug I almost broke down in happy tears.

Her future daughter-in-law is what she would call me whenever talking about me according to Draco, I believed him because since day one of meeting her she always had this protectiveness over me.

I wasn't sure what his aunt thought of me though as she sat across the room, I couldn't tell if she was trying to plan how she was going to torture me or if that was just her resting face.

Draco was in the shower when his mother pulled me aside out of hearing distance from Bellatrix, like she didn't want her to hear what she was going to say.

"Thank you for coming around, he needs you especially right now so stay as long as you like" she told me and despite her smile I could hear the worry in her voice.

"You see he was never close to his father but him being locked up is still taking a toll on him, he hasn't really been eating and I don't think I've seen him smile since he was unless he was talking about you"

My cheeks heated up at the last part and I looked at her with soft eyes seeing that she was smiling at my reaction.

"He really loves you"

I smiled and looked down at my feet "and I can tell you love him too" she finished but I wanted to tell her how much I loved him, how he made me feel like a person and how he could make me smile when no one else could.

My smile brightened when I saw him enter the room, his hair damp still from his shower as it fell messily in his face as he walked towards me.

It was now that I realized how skinny the blonde had gotten as he stood next to me placing his hand on my lower back.

I was in his shirt still due to not packing before leaving the night before.

His mother never made a comment on the outfit I had choosen to wear after having been told by Draco why I did saying I slept in the close I showed up in but in reality I didn't.

We went back upstairs to his room and saw that my owl, an early birthday present from my father, Dahlia had a letter for me.

"This can't be good" I mumbled as I walked towards her taking the letter out of her beak before sitting on the bed and sending her to the owlery.

I slowly opened the letter, before reading the words and sighing looking at the blonde who now sat beside me with his eyes glued onto me.

"I'm not in trouble"

I handed him the letter but he didn't move to grab it instead he leaned over placing his hand on my cheek and his lips onto mine for only a few seconds before breaking away.

"So beautiful—youre so beautiful you know that" he told me making me smile while keeping my face only inches from his "you're the most beautiful girl in the world"

I giggled leaning in to kiss him "I love you" I mumbled against his lips feeling him smile then pressing further before backing away.

He pushed me back onto the bed so I could lay down when he climbed next to me to face me with a smile but still his eyes were sad.

"How are you holding up?"

He shrugged shifting closer to me and resting his head on my shoulder "don't really feel like talking about it to be honest" he mumbled tilting his head back to look at me as I ran my fingers through his damp hair.

"Your mother told me you haven't been eating much lately" I whispered as I watched his eyes fill with tears "remember what I told you this morning, I know what it's like"

"It hurts like hell and you feel ashamed because everyone puts this sterotype on you based off what your parent did" his head rested on my chest as I played with his hair.

I could see that he was looking at me as I spoke to him "The only difference between us is that when my father was arrested I don't remember when my father was arrested, I don't remember the trials but I know how it feels to be ripped apart by the daily profit"

I kissed his forehead and I smiled at him softly "I don't want you to go through what I went through alone" I continued to comfort him by playing with his hair and pressed soft kisses on his temple.

"Do you want me to go to the trials with you? You know for emotional support" he nodded softly and I felt my heart shatter because of how vulnerable and destroyed he was even with his eyes closed.

He buried his face into my neck and we just laid there enjoying eachothers company for a while in silence.

I was scared of what toll this would take on him, because I wanted him to be happy, not so depressed and feeling alone like he was right now even if he didn't want to admit it.

Suddenly I knew how he felt.

I kissed his forehead over and over till I felt his smile against my neck and he looked at me with soft eyes.

I wanted to cry when I saw he was forcing back his tears even though he was smiling, "I don't deserve you" he whispered softly as if he was making sure no one could hear his words but me and for some reason that scared me.

But his next words scared me more.

"Don't say that"

"I don't deserve this"

"Draco please"

"Why do you stay?"

"Because I love you"