𝒯𝑜𝑜 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝒻𝒶𝓀𝑒 || DRACO MALFOY

Chapter 2.

He was the boy I was in love with. He was my brother. He was my best friend.
He was my home.

Was.

We are family friends and that's how I know he didn't get love growing up. He didn't get the love a child needs to get.
But we had something special. We loved each other. We adored each other.

The fight we have was because since the middle of the third year, he started being extremely mean to everyone. Not me, but everyone else. I appreciated that he was treating me good but I can't just let him bully kids. I just can't. Even if it's Draco, my heart breaks when I see someone get bullied.

We fought really bad that day. I just wanted to talk to him. To see if something was wrong, if something was bothering him. He thought I was judging him and I was treating him like a baby.

You might be just like my father after all. Judging me for everything I do.

These words hurt like a knife.
I knew how much he hated his father and how hurt he has gotten by him. I knew that Draco didn't want to do nothing with him, so yeah these words hurt.
I didn't continue the conversation. I left.
I thought that hey he may be angry he doesn't mean that he will come to you once he is better and apologise. He is Draco after all. My Draco. Right?

My heart broke. Because he didn't.

In fact he got even more cold-hearted the next few days.

I couldn't help but cry all night about it.

My home just disappeared. The home I was building with him so many years disappeared.

I remember going to the big balcony of my room with him when he and his parents would visit us for Christmas every year. We would lay on a blanket and watch the stars. We talked for hours about the stars and as we got older, we started discussing about us. We would talk about the plans we had and the things we wanted to do together once we get older.
we wanted to travel the world, to get a white cat together, to stay outside for 2 days straight, to drink butter bears while skipping class. Just stupid things, but we had plans for us.

It's the memories that I miss.
I have to convince myself I just miss the memories because if I start thinking about Draco I will start crying again.

It's fine.

Well now...two years after our fight, he still makes comments about me but not that much. Sometimes when he is talking to me like that, I look him in his grey eyes. The eyes that adored me once. I look in them trying to find my friend. Trying to find my brother, my love.
But then I start tearing up so I just walk away.

I think that I should stop thinking about that right now tho.
It's almost Christmas.
We will leave in two days for our holiday break. I will get to see him once again.
Last year, I said that I wasn't feeling good and I stayed in my room the whole night. I don't think I can say that again. Especially this year. Oh yeah I forgot to mention. The Malfoy family will stay two nights in our house.
I am worried that I won't succeed on hiding my feelings.

Me and millie, well her name is Millicent actually but most people call her Millie, we are going to hogsmeade because she resisted on finding me a dress for my family Christmas dinner. She said that Draco must know what he missed. I said it wasn't necessary and I didn't care what Draco thinks

I lied

I care.
I don't want to accept it but deep down I know that I want him to know what he missed.

We are now walking into the second store, as we didn't find anything in the first.

"I think this one might look good" I said, pointing at a long, green dress.

"Go try it babe" millie said excited.

I did as she said and I heard her gasp as I walked out. I smiled but she wasn't looking at me. She was looking at a dress.

"Bitch take that off and try this" she said pushing me into the changing room.

I put it on and...I get why she gasped

"That's the one" she was jumping up and down out of excitement.

It was a long, satin, black dress which revealed my left leg with a really sexy way.

"You shine y/n" she said admiring me