Two Sisters, Two Loves

Kenzie Sneaks to Malfoy Manor

*Kenzie’s Point of View*
  I can’t take it anymore. This summer is going by too sluggishly and I really miss Draco. Krista has been going to Neville’s almost every single day and I’m lonely. I haven’t even received a single l-
Tap. Tap.
  Nevermind. I walked over to my bedroom window and opened it. A very familiar black owl flew in with a small note.
  I smiled, stroking the bird’s feathers, “Hey there, Eon. Long time no see.”
  I took the letter from his beak and he screeched, pacing back and forth on my bed. I laughed to myself and opened the note.
  Hello, love.
  I don’t even know where to begin with this, so I’ll say it straight out. Things aren’t going well at home. Every day I miss you more and more, but with what’s going on, seeing or talking to you is getting riskier and riskier. I’m terrified we’ll be found out and based on my father’s attitude, it wouldn’t end well. I can’t sleep, I can’t eat and I can’t even think straight. You have no idea how badly I just want to run away from all of this. Away from this life and away from my parents, taking you with me. Keep you safe by my side. The wizarding world is headed for dark times, love and there’s so much I wish I could do, but I’m just one man. The more time that drags on without you here, the more I worry I won’t see you. And the more I worry, the more I can’t focus on anything for more than five seconds. I love you, Kenzie. I swear I don’t say it enough. I don’t say it as much as I should. I love you. I love you. I love you. Please respond to this. I just need to hear from you. I need that confidence knowing you haven’t given up on me.
                                                             Love, Draco
  Aw, my poor baby. He sounds so disheartened. How could he ever think I would give up on him?
  I wiped a tear from my eye and looked at the obsidian owl, “Eon, I need you to show me the way to your home.”
  He looked at me and screeched again. I got off my bed and dressed in some of my nicest casual clothes, brushing my teeth and my hair before applying a bit of make-up. I threw on my black boots and left my room. Heading downstairs to the kitchen.
  “Mom, Dad? I’m going to go ride my bike for a while. Be back in a few hours.”
  “Okay, be safe sweetheart!” Mom called back.
  I eased out the front door, walking to the side of the house and grabbing my bike from near the back gate.
  “Eon!” I called up to my window.
  At my call, the large bird flew out of my window. Floating down and perching on my bike handle.
  I held out a small owl treat, “Okay, Eon. Take me to Malfoy Manor.”
  I watched as he nibbled the treat down and took off soaring to the West. You got to love the wizarding world pets. These owls are more loyal than any dog. I hopped on my bike and rode off down the street. Following the little black dot in the sky. I only followed for about twenty minutes before riding up to a dark, Victorian style mansion surrounded by an iron fence. Luckily, the gate was open. I slipped through, taking caution in approaching and hiding my bike in the tall grass. I don’t want to be heard or seen. I glanced up at a second story window that had been left open. Eon perched on the windowsill. That must be the room I want. A thick, wooden trellis lined the wall, leading up to the right side of the window. I set my foot in the framework, pushing myself up and grasping onto the higher areas. It took me about ten minutes to climb up. Mainly to wanting to keep quiet and especially not break the trellis. I grabbed the windowsill with my left hand and threw my left leg over. I took a deep breath and made the leap of faith. Barely making it into the window.
  Despite the rough climb, I set my feet to the floor carefully and examined my surroundings. The room is about half the size of the master bedroom at the shrieking shack. The walls were painted stone gray and the wooden floor was newly polished with a simple black rug resting over it. A twin size bed with a black velveteen blanket covering the snow-white sheets rested against the back wall. A small nightstand with a dark green alarm clock and a lamp rested next to it. The closet is one of those wooden folding doors that looks like blinds and a refurnished Oakwood dresser stood guard next to the door with a small bottle of cologne on top of it. A large Slytherin banner hung on the wall and a broomstick leaned against the dresser.
  I walked over to the bed and sat on the edge of it. Bits of his room makes me think of our hideout. I ran my hand over the blanket before laying down. It wasn’t long before I heard footsteps coming closer. My heart raced as the steps stopped outside the door and the doorknob turned. I breathed a sigh of relief as Draco walked in. He didn’t even notice me here.
  “I love you, too.”
  I giggled as Draco jumped about three feet in the air. He turned to me surprised.
  “Don’t do that!” He scolded, “You almost gave me a heart attack.” He took a moment to catch his breath, “What are you doing here? It’s dangerous.”
  I smiled, “I wanted to tell you first hand I haven’t given up on you. I never will.”
  A huge smile lightened up his originally anxious expression. He ran up to the bed and jumped on it, taking me in his arms.
  “Oh, I’ve missed you,” he purred, kissing my lips.
  “I’ve missed you, too.”
  Draco held my face in his thin, royal hands. Laughing joyfully and kissing me gently. He’s so cute when he’s happy. His joy suddenly turning to fear as a small knocking came at his bedroom door.
  “Draco?” came a soft voice.
  He jumped off the bed and grabbed my hand. Pulling me off the bed and over to the closet, “Yes, mum?” he called then lowered his voice to a whisper, “Quick, hide and be as quiet as possible.”
  I unlatched his closet door and slipped inside, shutting it behind me.
  The voice came again, “May I come in?”
  I watched as Draco laid down on his bed, pretending to be in deep thought, “Sure.”
  A thin, crisp woman with both black and white blonde hair came in. She seemed just as concerned with something as Draco has been.
  She went and sat beside him, smoothing his hair from his face, “How are you feeling, sweetheart?”
  “Anxious. Why me, mum?”
  She shushed him, “It’s okay, sweetheart. You’ll be fine.”
  Draco glanced in my direction. He seemed to be contemplating, “Hey, mum. There’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you.”
  “Sure, ask away.”
  He sat up, looking in my direction, but not making it obvious I was there, “With everything that’s been going on, I’ve been thinking. I’m getting older and all of my focus is on this and school, but I’ve been thinking about my future.”
  His mom seemed confused, but she kept listening, “Okay.”
  Draco licked his lips and looked at her, “Well, I see myself with a bright future. A real job, a home of my own,” he looked back toward me with a smile, “And someone to share it with.”
  My heart melted and happy tears stung my eyes.
  His mom smiled, “I get it. You want to be with someone. I’ve actually have been thinking about that too, but don’t worry. I’m sure your father and I can find someone for you.”
  His smile seemed to be slapped off his face, “Wait, what?”
  His mom got excited, “Oh, this will be great. Finding a wife for my boy to continue the bloodline.”
  “No, mum. That not what I-”
  She cut him off, “Hush. No need to be bashful about it.”
  She left the room in a haste, too happy for words. Draco climbed off his bed and shut the door.
  He sighed, “Kenz, you can come out.”
  “What was that about?”
  “That was my failed attempt of telling my mum about us,” he frowned.
  I stroked his cheek with my fingertips. He closed his eyes, reaching to his face and held my hand there. Sighing contentedly.
  I smiled, but I started to think about what he had said, “Draco?”
  “Hm?”
  I bit my lip, unsure if I should ask, “Do you... Really see us with a future?”
  He chuckled, kissing my hand as he opened his eyes to look into mine, “Of course.” He looked at his clock, then back to me biting his lip, “They’re going to want me downstairs soon. I know this would be risky, but...”
  I raised an eyebrow, “But?”
  “Do you think you could come back later? Tonight perhaps? I want to spend some time with you,” He looked at the door, “Without interruptions.”
  I smiled, “It’s a date then. I’ll tell my parents that I’m spending the night at a friend’s place.”
  I walked back to the window and climbed into it.
  Draco pecked my lips, “Be careful.”
*Draco’s Point of View*
  I laid in my bed and stared at the ceiling deep in thought. Sure enough, after Kenzie left, I had been called downstairs with the other Death-Eaters to discuss my assignment. Mom’s taking me to Diagon Alley tomorrow to get the rest of the information I need. I really don’t want to do this, but what choice do I have? I closed my eyes, drifting uneasily when a soft tapping startled me. I got off my bed and walked over to the window, sliding it open.
  I smiled, “I almost forgot you were coming.”
  She smiled and climbed inside, “Forget me? I don’t think so.”
  She was already in a tank top and sweatpants to sleep in. She carried a small bag, possibly clothes for tomorrow. I glanced at the forming scar on her chest. It still broke my heart to see it.
  I kissed her lightly, holding her hand to my shoulder, “My parents are already in bed. We have nothing to worry about.”
  Kenzie grinned, breaking from my grasp and skipped over to my bed, climbing under the covers. I laughed at her and followed. Climbing into bed and hovering above her, supporting my weight on my arms. She put her arms around my neck and pulled me down to connect our lips. I got lost in her smooth kiss. All my anxiety melting away. I just wanted her. Nothing else mattered to me. I reached over and switched off my lamp. Kenzie kept kissing and nipping at my throat the entire time.
  I groaned quietly, “You know we have to be quiet.”
  She giggled, “Then be quiet.”
  She kissed along my jaw, running her hands over my body. I moved out of her reach and came back, moving her necklace to kiss her collarbone and chest.
  “I love you,” I breathed.
  She pressed herself to me sighing, “I love you, too.”