Malfoy | Draco Malfoy [Book1](Unedited!)

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Nicolas said he'll take me to meet my friends today, finally after months of being isolated here, alone without my friends.

I open the drawer to the bedside table, picking up the infinity bracelet from it, Draco. Then my hand runs over to the pendent around my neck. Nicolas

As I look down at the two pieces of jewelry, I feel my heart ache.
I'm so conflicted. I miss Draco, his touch, his body, his voice. His everything. Yet... I can't deny the aching need, the desire I feel for Nicolas, the need I feel for him.

I closed my eyes taking in a deep breath as I slid on the bracelet, again.

I take one last look in the mirror, adjusting the infinity bracelet around my wrist. Before walking outside the cabin to see Nicolas standing with a cigarette tucked between his lips, I go over taking the ciggerate and putting it out by my foot, "You should stop smoking" I say.

It was strange that he smoked but never smelled or tasted like cigarette.

He lifts an eyebrow at me, "I didn't know you were such a health nut,"

"It's not healthy, it's bad for your heart, lungs, skin, and makes you stink" I say

He takes a step closer to me, as he reaches up, his hand on my neck, his thumb resting on my throat "You've never complained about me stinking before."

"No, cause you never smell, it will never make sense how" I reply

He smiles a little "Because it's not actual cigarette"

"What do you mean not actual ? Are you some kind of fake smoker who like smokes some healthy leaves" I ask, a bit confused

He laughs at that, the sound filling the air as he looked at me, shaking his head as if he was amused by my question. "It's a cigarette... but made out of magical herbs", he finally replied.

"Magical herbs ?" I ask, my eyebrows furrowing in confusion, "What kind of magical herbs?"

"It's a blend of different herbs, including a plant called Nixis. It helps you with your inner monologue," he replies.

"What? Like it helps you hear your inner voice better or-"

He smiles at that, "No, sweetheart. It helps you drown out your inner voice, your inner voice never stops, it's so noisy. It helps you relax,"

"Why would you need to drown yourself out" I say softly my hand clutching onto the edges of his robes.

He lifts a hand to my cheek, his fingers gently cupping my face, his touch so soft, his eyes looking at my face, "Sometimes your inner voice can be a little too loud, It helps you turn down the volume a notch. I'm a death eater, I have to do a lots of things that needs this,"

"So it makes you turn off empathy," I say my eyes flickering around his face, his touch making me forget for a bit the ache inside, his touch making me crave him more, my fingers clutching his robes more intensely.

He gently rubs his thumb on my cheek, he smiles and it's a strange smile, it almost looks sad. "If that's what you want to call it, sure. it gives you a numbness, a sense of detachment for some time"

"You take it because it's hard for you to kill innocent people ?" I ask bluntly, his thumb still tracing my cheek making my heart flutter.

His thumb stops for a moment, then starts again, "You know I won't get into that topic," he says softly his thumb still tracing my cheek. That's a yes

"Does Draco know?" I ask.

"No," he shakes his head "No one does"

"And since when are you using it?" I asked.