I'm (Not) Yours

(7)

Draco walked down the hallway. He entered the outer tea room and settled in front of his mother

"Draco" she greeted

"Mother"

Narcissa crossed her knees and pulled the newspaper towards her

"This is very interesting" she told him "why didn't you tell me that you were dating Hermione Granger?"

"Mother—"

Narcissa raised an eyebrow at him

Draco sighed and ran a hand through his hair

"For the love of Morgana, please cut your hair" his mother chided.

He groaned and dropped his head back

"Mother—"

"Seriously Draco, do you think Hermione Granger likes your long hair?"

"She liked it last night" Draco smirked

He should have really expected the newspaper.

"I am your mother Draco Lucius Malfoy, I am not one of your...mates" she admonished "you needn't be so crude."

Draco looked at the moving picture on the front page

The kiss seemed a bit too real and too intense, Draco had almost whimpered out loud when it had come to an end

He needed to keep his head focus

"The headline was unnecessary" Draco muttered

'Golden girl gone dark with Ex-Deatheater?!'

Exclusive Interview with Rita Skeeter

"Exclusive my arse" he muttered

"Language"

He rolled his eyes

"So...are you two dating?" She asked

He could hear the hint of hope in her tone.

"Isn't it that obvious?"

She swatted his thigh

"Your sarcasm isn't necessary Draco" she muttered

Draco slowly sat up

"Yes mother, Granger and I are dating, happy?"

His mother hit him again

"Mother, father was the abusive one, not you" he told her "so please stop hitting me"

Narcissa glared at him and he shrugged

"That's not funny," she scolded him, "we—"

"Mother...he's in Azkaban...he can't lay a hand on us anymore"

Narcissa sniffed and nodded slightly

"I'll bring her to tea later" he promised " I'm sure she's missed you mother"

Narcissa sniffed and wiped away her eyes

Draco hugged his mother before he decided he needed to go bother Granger again

He entered her flat and greeted the grumpy Crookshanks before whistling and making his way to her room, he kicked off his shoes and fell on her mattress

It wasn't as plush as his but it will do.

His Snitch flew out and fluttered around him

He watched it flying around as he counted down the hours until Granger came home

When he heard the door open, he sat up and waited for her to enter her bedroom, when she entered the room

She froze