The Deathly Hallow Warrior....(Hp fanfic)

What Just Happened?

I had gotten a room with Hermione, Cho and Luna. They had fallen fast asleep, but I couldn't sleep at all. I was curious about the hotel, so I decided to wonder around the halls.

The hallways were pitch black. "Lumous" I said and the tip of my wand lit up.
"Thats better"
Suddenly i heard cackling, it was a really eerie cry. My mark began to sear with pain and I could hear the sounds getting closer. I began to panic. I had forgotten completely about ghosts or even worse; poltergeists like Peeves. But why did my mark hurt?

I ran down several twisty halls and found what looked like a cloak room. I ducked in quickly and slammed the door shut, locking it behind me.

"Ouch! Watch where you step!"
I got such a fright, I wasn't alone in the room. I turned around to find Malfoy rubbing his foot from the pain of being stomped on.

It only took a second to realise I no longer needed the light from my wand. There was a lamp on, and as a matter of fact I wasn't in a cloak room either. I was in a hotel room. Even worse; Malfoy's hotel room.

"Who do you think you are running into people's rooms? Didn't you ever hear of the word privacy or even knock!?" He spat

"It's not my fault your room looked like a broom cupboard!" I pointed out, and went to open the door and leave. It wouldn't unlock. "Alohamora" I chanted pointing my wand at the lock. Again no luck.

"Your stupid door won't open!"

"Move out of the way, seriously it's not that difficult to unlock a door!"

And would you have guessed? The door wouldn't open for Malfoy either. He swore and kicked the door, banging it with his fist too.

"Great! Why is it you always have to mess things up! You either blow things up or else cause havoc!"

"It's not my fault you have a faulty door! I hissed back.

I could feel rage bubbling up inside me. I needed to get out of the room before I acted on impulse and really punched him in the face, not just mentally.

"You can't even follow simple orders!"

"What's that supposed to mean?!" I began to loose my cool.

There was silence.

"Hello?!" I said waving my hand in front of his face.

He stood as still as a statue staring at the door.

He then moved but again said nothing.

He nervously scratched his back. And walked to the centre of the room. I noticed there was only one bed in the room. I was surprised to see he was in a room on his own. I thought he, Crabbe and Goyle were joined at the hip.
Malfoy's body language and tone of voice changed. He actually looked vulnerable.
"What did you do with the vile I gave you?" He demanded, not turning to face me.

"What does this have to do with anything right now!"

"WHAT DID YOU DO WITH IT!?" He yelled, coming right up to my face. He wasn't just angry, he seemed both worried and furious at the same time.

It took me a while to respond. "It's safe." I answered softly.

"Faria THIS ISN'T A GAME, WHAT DID YOU DO WITH IT!?" He took another step closer , I backed up against the wall.

"I told you. It's safe. now tell me what it's for!"

"I'm not even sure myself." He said calmly. His rage had completely disappeared. "You'll find out."
He put an arm on the wall behind me for balance, and looked down at the ground taking a deep breath.

I have never seen Malfoy look so depressed. He was like a different person. Weirdly enough he was more tolerable this way.

Again silence filled the space between us.

"I'm sorry ..." He said, still not looking at me. I couldn't believe my ears. He was actually apologising. "...about before.....the other night..I..I just don't want you to get hurt. I don't want him to over power you, he can't be stopped and there's nothing we can do about it."

I knew who he was talking about, Voldemort, again like back in Hogwarts that night. What was he playing at? Was he actually trying to tell me that he cares? That he cares about what could happen to me? I was to stunned to speak.

I seemed to let my guard down.He noticed and looked up straight into my eyes.
"how do you know i can't stop him.You out of all people know what I'm capable of." I said looking back at him.

"I know, but she's not who you really are. She's not you." I froze. He said it. He said it clear and out loud. 'That's not who I am. She is not me. She only possesses my body. He understands me.' None of us spoke.

I suddenly felt extremely nervous. Almost felt weak. Light headed. Did Malfoy really just confess to me. Did he really understand what was happening to me?

He stared at me. Neither of us knew what to do. His arms were still pressing the wall behind me. I think we both realised how little space there really was between us. Our breaths both became unsteady.
"I've been trying to help you... I promised myself I would keep an eye on you, to help you." It suddenly clicked in me.
"You mean that was you? At the lake?...you were the one who left me outside the common room?"

He nodded slowly. My pulse sped up by about a thousand beats. I found it hard to breath. I broke down. I felt so numb. A single tear fell down my face.

He noticed and gently put his arms around my hips and pulled me close.Our heads were touching, our faces nose to nose.

"I'm scared.." I confessed in a whisper but loud enough for him to hear me.

"I know.." He said "I know.." His words were somehow comforting.
I gave in and wrapped my arms around his neck. I moved one arm so I could cup my hand around his face. I could feel the cold tears on my face. I knew he could too. I traced his cheek and his lips with my thumb, as if to make sure he was real. That this wasn't a dream.I noticed his height, his build and the heat of his body. I never noticed how tall he was until now. I began to notice everything about him, every detail. It all seemed like slow motion. How was i thinking of him like this. What was going on?

We were both hesitant at first and I'm not sure who moved, but I was kissing Malfoy. My body relaxed into his and I actually felt safe. He held me as if I was glass, gently but tight enough to keep me in his arms. This felt right. It actually felt good to be kissing him. There was no guilt.

He felt strong. He moved his hand up my back slightly and I held onto him tighter.

We paused for a minute. I looked right at him and smiled, he smiled back. I kissed him again and we somehow moved our way over to the edge of the bed. I realised his shirt was only half buttoned, so I undid the rest and he took it off. His body was smooth warm and muscular, something I never would have expected. Next thing I knew, I was lying down with him on top of me. "I don't want to move fast" I said. He acknowledged and reassured me
We kissed for what felt like a lifetime after that.

And it felt right. Kissing Malfoy felt right.