[✓] 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗯𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗲. draco malfoy

94| Happy Memories

''𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚.'' 

𝗜𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗥𝗼𝗼𝗺, 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗥𝗼𝗼𝗺 𝗼𝗳 𝗥𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗗𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗼. Last night was a bit unexpected for me, especially since this is Draco we are talking about. Draco had asked me to be his girlfriend last night, without saying those words exactly. After a short moment of thinking, I had said yes to the boy and we fell asleep on the couch not long after. 

Currently, Draco is asleep on his back with his right arm wrapped around my waist and his left arm hanging off the side of the couch. There was a small window at the top of the room, where the sun had hit perfectly through the glass and hitting the side of his face. His hair had been messed up from it's previously well-put demeanor. He was wearing his usual uniform trousers with the button-up blouse, the top two buttons being undone. 

I was next to him, both of my hands settled on his chest as I looked at his face. Still, I couldn't believe that he was mine. 

Mine. 

I'm not used to saying that. Sadly, I can't brag about it to Astoria quite yet. With a look over at the window, I had noticed that people would be getting breakfast right about now. It was the weekend, so I didn't really have anything that I needed to do and I would rather stay in here then face whatever Umbridge is up for today. 

Slowly making my way off the couch - as to not wake Draco - I stumbled with putting my shoes on. I almost knocked over a floor lamp that was in the corner of the room by doing so. When I had finally got my shoes on, I made myself a little presentable before I quietly opened the doors and glanced back at the boy on the couch. 

He had moved onto his right side now, both of his arms almost falling off the couch while his hair fell closer over his forehead. A faint smile had graced itself upon his face, his head nudging itself to the pillow beneath his head. He's precious , isn't he? I just hope he doesn't wake up while I'm gone and start freaking out. 

Slipping through the door, I had looked left and right to make sure that nobody had seen me just coming from the wall. Umbridge was supposed to be in The Great Hall by now, sitting with the rest of the staff members. But who knew what she was actually doing, she could be watching me right now for all I know. Tiptoeing through the corridors, I had made my way down the staircase outside The Great Hall. 

I stopped for a quick minute, stopping right outside the doors and looking up at the new rules that Umbridge had put up. Everyone could see them and everyone is following them. Why? Why are people so simple minded enough to start following these rules? And more specifically, why hasn't Dumbledore done anything about it? I thought he would after what happened yesterday.