Distant Memories (Draco Malfoy ff)

45. I know

Draco's Pov:

It took me a few days to see she wasn't a murder, of course that was after I learned Harry and Astoria weren't dead. That's when I realized all she really wanted was someone to hear her story and see justice. She would've never gotten it if she just came forward with her story.

I learned from Dumbledore she had this planned for a while. She wanted to hurt them, but in the ways they hurt her, but she also didn't want someone doing that to Astoria. Instead she gave them her own.

I pull my mind out of my thoughts and look down at her. She was deep in sleep. I look out the side window.

Surprisingly school had fallen back to normal. Harry and Astoria serving their time in Azkaban. The winter cold becoming warm. Graduation approached faster then I'd like to admit, graduation meant living on our own. Starting our own family, dealing with our problems with just each other.

"What are you thinking about Draco?" Her soft hands brushing back my hair that was getting rather long.

"Our future." I smile looking into her beautiful eyes.

"What about it?" She smiles.

"Where would you want to live?"

"Somewhere with flowers, surrounded by nothing. Our own."

She tangles her hand in my hair as she sits up on my lap. These are the moments I adored most, when we were both soft and open with each other. Worried about nothing but each other. No sexual intention, just us.

I let my hands slowly travel to her waist, she smirks at me before leaning down and connecting our lips. I move one hand from her waist and use it to cup her jaw, she folds into my hand.

"God I love you Adelpha." I laugh as she pulls away.

"I love you too Draco."

I gaze into her eyes like their no tomorrow. Everything about her was so beautiful.

"We need to start taking down the christmas decorations you know, it's almost valentine's day." She laughs.

"We can keep them up forever."

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"I forever want to be this close."
"We always can."
"We can always be this close?"
"Mhm because your my lover." She brushes my hair back.
The warmth of the sun beating down onto the sides of our faces.

"What are you thinking about?"

"My love."

I never thought of myself ever being here with someone. Never thought of myself being in love and certainly not with her, but when I saw her for the first time 1 st year and she snarled at Harry I just knew she was the one. Of course I blew her off and ignored that feeling until that summer.

"Where do you wanna live when we leave here?"

"Wherever you want to." I reply.

"I want to live in a place no one knows, just us. As loud as we want to be, as happy as we can. Away from the memories."

I brush her soft hair back slightly and look into her green eyes. They reminded me of emeralds, sometimes they could be so dark, but in moments like these they lit up with color.

"Ok." I smile.

She lays her head back down on my chest as she draws small circles over my bare chest. A single touch from her sending shivers down my spine. The end of the year was closing in on us. Meaning our future would soon be our own and everything was looking up for us. She was finally at peace, I fixed things with my family, and me and her were finally happy together.