She Is A Traitor (Draco Malfoy fan fiction)

Chapter 11- My meeting

I tiptoe down the hallways of Hogwarts, keeping my robe tightly around me. I peek around every corner, flashing the light coming from the tip of my wand. I know Harry has that stupid map of the school that shows where everybody is, and now I really wish I had it. I shiver, although I shouldn't be, because It isn't really cold.

I reach the stairs that head towards the owlery, and take a deep breath in through my nose, letting it out through my mouth. I smooth down my hair, even though it was already perfectly straight.

As I head up the steep, winding stairs, I wonder who could have possibly written me that letter. Nobody I know would have done that. Most of the guys I know would just flat out ask me on a date to my face. This was so strange, I got knots my stomach. But the thing is, I'm actually kind of excited, you know? I mean, it's kinda romantic. Someone wanting to break curfew to see me. But why would this person need to break the rules? Couldn't we have just seen each other during our free time during the day? Ah, well, I was happy either way.

As I reached the last few steps up to the owlery, my blood ran cold. I was thinking of running, but I decided against it. I started hating how this person makes me guess who they are. I don't know why I'm so scared, I am usually the bravest person you'd ever meet. I sighed and entered the owlery.

There are so many owls, and it smells terrible. The owls are squawking in my ear, but I barely notice it.

A boy was facing away from me, looking out at the stars. The owls hooted loudly, and I got very annoyed, very fast. I focused my attention on the boy instead. He had a sort of cool air about him. I looked up to his hair, his bleach blonde hair. I suddenly knew exactly who he was. A grimace crept onto my face. I debated turning around and leaving right this second, but decided against it, thinking that would be just plain rude at this point. I didn't know if I should try to get his attention or not, so I just stood there, looking at him. I think I must have lost focus for a second, because suddenly I heard a noise.

"Ahem." The boy coughed. "Take a picture, it'll last longer." He said, smirking.

I caught myself blushing as I looked away.

My face hardens very quickly. I can't believe I was stupid enough to go somewhere to meet an unknown guy. Now that I actually know who it is, I realize I was an idiot for even thinking this would be alright. And knowing it was Draco who sent me the note, It just makes all this worse.

I start to take a few steps to leave, but feel a hand grab my arm. Draco pulls me to face him, and I find myself staring into stone grey eyes, a few inches from Draco's face. I found myself mesmerized, unable to look away. I could feel myself melting into Draco's arms.

"Please, Alex. Give me a chance." He took a small step back, moving his hands into mine. "Walk with me."

I sigh deeply as I find myself following Draco out of the owlery. I know I kept telling myself not to think about him, but that just meant I was thinking about him. In this moment, here and now, I decided to just not think about anything, just live in the moment. Kinda stupid, I know, but that's what happened.

Draco led me further and further from the owlery, until we were in an abandoned hallway He sat me down on a bench and sat beside me, a bit too close if you ask me.

"Okay, look. I have to talk to you." Draco starts. "I really like you, Alex. I know it really doesn't seem like it most times, but I do. I was raised to hate every Gryffindor and non- pureblood. I have spent my whole life resenting those people, until you. When I first met you, I really hoped you would be in Slytherin. But of course, you aren't. So I try to brush you off, making you out to be just another Gryffindor, just another girl. But it is impossible."