SL*T Draco Malfoy by Romanshome

TWENTY ONE

WEAK;

My green eyes slowly opened, one of Draco's arms covered my small body.

His side was curled up against me when I woke up, becoming lethargic when I realized that I had to go home today to visit my father. But I didn't have to leave until tonight, so I could spend the day with him. As I changed position, sitting down, I heard Draco moan. "What the fuck was that?"

His arm basically hit his own chest, waking him up as well." There is no school." He murmured, turning around and sinking his head into the pillow.

I put my hand to the side of his body, shaking it. "We need to get the pill, Draco. Let's go." I urged him, making him let out an annoying sigh.

"Are you kidding me?"

I rolled my eyes. "It's not my fault that you came in."

He raised his head and a smile grew on his lips. "And I would do it again."

I felt a giggle pass through my lips as I grabbed a pillow, hitting his face. "Get up!" I pushed and saw him fall on the mattress because of my blow. "We can take a spell to Hogsmeade and take it there."

Draco didn't say anything, rubbing his temples. I felt bad for having him come with me to look for him, but I should have been more responsible. I took out the warm blankets before putting on my tank top and shorts. "I need a sweater from my bedroom," I murmured. "I'll be back..."

"Just use one of mine," he gave me a duh look, making my eyes enlarge. He sent me a glare at my confused face." What's wrong with your face?"

"You want me to put on your sweater?" I asked, frowning. "I thought you didn't want anyone to know about us"

He rolled his eyes and got out of bed with his boxers. I watched his back muscles tense as he walked towards a drawer, opened it and pulled out a dark green sweater. "The thing is that we tried not to be seen if we ran away from school, Rockwell." He snarled, approaching me. He handed it to me. "Here."

I felt a small smile on my lips when I accepted it, looking at the material. "Do you think I could keep it?" I asked him with big eyes and I heard him snort. "Fuck, no..." he paused, seeing my face fall, closed his eyes and nodded rigidly. "Whatever. I don't like it very much anyways."

But from what I remembered, he told me a while ago that it was his favorite sweater.

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After Draco bought me the pill at one of the Hogsmeade stores, I wanted to buy some cauldron cakes from my father. They were my father's favorite food and we used to eat them together while drinking hot chocolate. When we entered Honeydukes, I grabbed a lot of them before taking them to the counter. There I saw Alan Ronwald, the same old man who was the owner. "Amara?"

I looked at him and sent him a smile. "Hello, Alan. How are you?"

Draco put his hands in the pockets next to me, probably just wanting to leave. The old man smiled tiredly with his bright blue eyes. I'm fine, honey. "How is your dad? It's a shame, he's a good man.

I felt my smile fade, seeing how Draco's head turned towards me. I looked at my shoes before nodding, feeling a wave of sadness over me. The man noticed. "Oh, I'm sorry, dear. Please take these. I couldn't ask you to pay."

"No," I said softly, looking up. "It's fi-"

"Please." He pushed, giving me the cakes wrapped in plastic in a package.

I sent him a soft smile before accepting them. I thanked him before Draco left the store. I was hoping he wouldn't mention what Alan said, but Draco is Draco. I had to know everything. "What's wrong with your father?" He asked as we walked through an alley.