Innocence ; Draco Malfoy

Chapter 23

"Do you ever shut up?"

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Y/n's POV:
The majority of the day went quickly after the interaction with Malfoy. As of now, I was sat alongside my friends enjoying our dinner which consisted of a delicious hog roast.

I felt much better than I did this morning. Mostly due of the remedy leaves Luna had so kindly provided me. In all honesty, I wasn't expecting much but they worked a treat.

Conversations flowed like wine, yet my mind was occupied with other things. I still couldn't decide if I was nervous or excited to go to Draco's dorm later to work on the Potions project. Thoughts wandered in and out of my mind of what the night could entail. Inappropriate anticipations also crossed my mind but I blocked them out quickly enough.

Opposite me, Harry and Hermione seemed to be in a deep conversation. In between their heads I see Draco's piercing eyes staring straight at me. Even though, I hadn't been paying any attention to him, I could still feel his eyes on me. He hadn't taken his eyes off me for the last ten minutes.

People's chattering around me reach my ears but no voices comprehend with me during this time. His chiselled face and haunting gaze penetrated through me entirely. He made me feel as though we were the only people in the room. Locking eyes so intensely it was a true mystery that no one else was watching us.

The smoky grey eyes that I have grown to desire watch me carefully through the parted sections of his fringe. I exhale deeply while I think of him. A small smirk starts playing on his lips and it is evident he thinking of me also.

My eyes glance at Ron's wrist watch which is clasped on his left wrist and so conveniently resting on the table next to me. I see that the time is almost half past 7 o'clock. I needed to get going if I am to be on time to see Draco this evening.

Excusing myself from my friends and wishing them a goodnight, I headed to my dorm. Not wanting to go visit him in my robes, I begin to undress and clothe myself in a short black skirt, black tights, and a white turtleneck jumper. I attempted to achieve a smart but cosy vibe. I straightened myself out in the mirror and applied some lip gloss before grabbing my bag and leaving.

When walking out from the corridor leading to the girls dormitories only to walk into the boys one, I earned a few displeased looks from my fellow housemates. Not that I cared what they thought of me anymore. They couldn't disprove of me more than they already do so what was there to loose.

My heart beats rapidly when I approach his door, almost like it was about to burst out through my chest. I look up at the large clock that hangs at the end of the hallway of dormitories. I'm a few minutes early but that shouldn't matter.

I swallow deeply before raising my fist and knocking gently on the tall wooden door. A few seconds pass before I hear the rattle of the door, then him swinging it open revealing himself standing closely behind it. He wore a tight fitted black shirt which hugged his muscles delightfully, paired with long black trousers. He had rolled the sleeves up above his elbow which highlighted his veiny hands. Meow.

"Come in, then." He snapped me out of my daze. My eyes rose up to his and I coughed awkwardly before walking past him.

His room was like any other Slytherin dorm room. Two elegant fourposter beds facing each other, two desks with chairs, two wardrobes and dressers, and one en-suite tucked in the back corner. My eyes take a quick scan of the room and avert back to him to await for him to tell me which desk was his.