𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙥 | DRACO MALFOY

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Harper Riddle
Today's the day. Everyone will know my identity. I'm not mentally prepared for this, but when will I ever be.

At approximately 8:00am, the Daily Prophet morning news paper will come out with its fresh morning batch with a nice headline.

I lay in bed at the mansion and turn my head to my clock that reads 7:13am. I look back to my right and look at the sleeping boy. The dark lord is suggesting that we stay in the same room while we're here so we can "prepare for the future."

Whatever that means, me and Draco have to sleep in the same bed, eat meals together, go on walks together, or whatever outing is suggested by the dark lord. I've been spending way too much time with this boy.

I decide I should probably get up and get dressed for today with how long it takes me to get ready. I settle on a black mini skirt with tights and a black corset top with a leather jacket on top. I peek into my closet to pick out my shoes when I hear Draco rustling in bed.

"Harper?" I heard him call out for me.

"Yes?" I replied stepping out of my closet and looking back at the now awakened boy.

"No sorry I just didn't know where you were," He answered sitting up in bed.

"I was just putting my shoes on. You should get dressed, we have to leave soon," I instructed him softly.

"Yeah I probably should," Draco said getting up and heading to take a quick shower.

He emphasized on the quick part as he was already done while I was still deciding on my shoes.

"Need help?" I heard Draco ask me and I turned around to a glorious sight.

There he was with a towel around his waist. Water dripping on his skin specifically his abs. I've never seen him like this aside from our situation when we were in the prefects bathroom a while ago.

"Do you wanna take a picture or stand there gawking?" Draco asked me.

"Both," I replied laughing.

"Funny. Let me get dressed and I'll help you," He told me. Draco then put on his famous black slacks with a black button down and suit jacket. It's like our theme of life was a funeral. After he was dressed he walked over to the closet and knelt down to my level.

"I don't know if I wear the white sneakers or dress it up with the black strappy heels?" I shared my indecisive thoughts with the boy.

"Definitely the heels. You look good in them," He told me. I raised my eyebrows at his comment.

"You know what I mean," He replied to my reaction.

I grabbed the heels and sat on my velvet chair in the corner of the room. Draco grabbed the shoes from me as I sat down.

"What are you doing give me my shoes?" I instructed him.

"Let me do it," He pleaded kneeling down at my feet and gently grabbing the shoes.

"Oh. Thank you," I replied. I never knew something so simple as a man putting on your shoes could be so intimate. There's just something about him being on his knees and so submissive I would jus- bye I'm done sorry just my impulsive thoughts.

"I think we should create a safe word. In case we're in situations where we can't talk, but need to let the other know something is wrong," Draco expressed his idea to me.

"Yeah that's probably a good idea. What should it be?" I replied back.

"Anything with the word red? Just a regular sentence, but in a way that we would notice it?" He suggested.