Eclipse ; Draco Malfoy

Chapter Forty-nine

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It's dark. It was so dark, and only the light from the moon was their source to see what's inside this house in front of them. Aurora quickly found her wand in her pocket. Using its tip, she made a bright luminescence that served as the light throughout the room.

When they entered the house, the door was not even locked as if this man was complacent that no thief would dare to steal from his house.

Who would want to steal from such a filthy house anyway? Everywhere her eyes landed, she can see pure dirt and mess. Doesn't Draco even know how to clean his house?

She slowly laid drunk Draco down on top of the soft mattress, above the bed. He must have fainted because he no longer speak rubbish like a bee compared to earlier.

Aurora didn't know what had happened to her and didn't even complain when Draco brought her here. George would surely get furious when he found out about this, so in a quick moment of thought Aurora decided not to tell his boyfriend anymore.

"It looks like I can't continue watching the eclipse." Aurora sighed in defeat. "It's fine. I knew he needed help so I offered him my hand." She's really a dead meat to George when she got caught out of their house. Maybe when she arrive later, he was already there, waiting and worrying for her.

She knows what to do! She will just enter their house as if nothing had happened, pretending to be sulking because he wasn't able to watch the moon and sun with her.

"Why did you swallow the watermelon wholly?" Draco mumbled groggily in his half-sleep absently. "Is that watermelon in your stomach? Why didn't you give me one? I like that too." Draco placed his hand on Aurora's bump and said, "Why is it moving, is there a worm inside this watermelon?"

Aurora laughed at what she heard from Draco. This is how drunk he was— murmuring rubbish and nonsense things in his sleep. He looked like a child in what he was doing, so Aurora smiled unconsciously. She felt no danger to this man, contrary to what she had known him before.

She knew Draco as a rich but bad-tempered man, but that was then. She can't judge him now because apart from a lot things has changed since the end of the second wizarding war, she also doesn't hear any news about him and his family.

Ever since she got out of St. Mungo's, George did not allow her to get the latest copies of The Daily Prophet because he said it was just about the messy Wizarding World and nothing new to talk about.

Everything she normally does then is now forbidden for her safety, and the reason was always because it will harm the health of her and the baby in her womb.

"There's a baby inside my womb, moron." she joked and cradled her huge, growing bump in her palms. She was about to walk away but suddenly Draco snatched her hand and placed it on his head.

Draco's body was warm, very warm but it didn't seem to be because of the alcohol he drank. It looks like he's sick— his body temperature was really different now compared to Aurora's body.

"You have a fever." Aurora whispered quietly to Draco. She hurriedly searched for the kitchen whilst holding her wand to get things she will be using. Inside a cabinet was a basin and she took it out.

Towel! The only thing missing was a towel, she didn't hesitate to open the man's wardrobe to get a towel from inside of that. The door of the huge wooden cabinet creaked open.

And there she saw his clothes. When she found what she was looking for, she hurriedly picked it up. Unexpectedly, a notebook fell from it, but it crossed her mind not to open it because it was not hers so she just put it back inside, but it looks familiar to her.