Gorgeous |d.m.|

...Ready For It?

  Draco's POV

I was sitting on the sofa in front of the fire. It has always been my favorite right next to the fire. The light always lit the room perfectly allowing me to study while also being comfortable.

It was late, probably three. I never could sleep anymore, I kept on having terrible nightmares. Some were about my family, well actually all of them had to deal with my family.

I didn't want to disappoint them, they have worked so hard and I couldn't let them down, but something in me wanted more.

Sure I was second in my class and was practically royalty to the whole Slytherin house, but I wanted something more. I was honestly sick of it.

Sick of trying so hard, sick of caring so much, sick of-

My thoughts were stopped by the sound of footsteps. I turned towards them and met Scarlett's face. Her eyes were a shade of red and her lip was quivering. Her arms wrapped around her body trying to comfort herself.

When our eyes met her tears multiplied, her sobs now being audible. I couldn't help myself from standing. "I'm sorry." She sobbed trying to control her tears.

I walked closer wrapping my arms lightly around her waist. I hated hugs, but for some reason it was so easy to hug her. I still was new to the whole hugging thing though so I couldn't help but freeze as we hugged. I didn't want to move wrong or make any mistakes.

"You didn't need to hug me, again." She said into my shoulder. I felt my arms relax as she spoke. I never expected to be this close to a Potter, but she was different.

For one she was a Slytherin, but she wasn't like the rest of us, she was more caring, more understanding. She was smart and quick witted though.it was strange that a girl I hated so much I could also admire to this extent.

"I know" I replied looking down as she looked up our eyes interlocking. Her face began to calm as I spoke. I don't think it calmed because of me, but at the same time I do.

My body acted faster than my head, my hand reaching to cup her cheek whipping her tears. Her face was too pretty to look sad, not that I thought she was pretty, but I know some did.

Before I was able to remove my hand from her face she leaned forward, at first I thought it was so she could punch me, but instead her lips met mine.

Was it strange that my first kiss was with my enemy? Yes. Was I confused? Yes. Did I enjoy the kiss? Also yes.

She pulled away apologizing and running away quite quickly. "Potter!" I yelled trying to get her attention before she-

I heard the girls dorm room shut, it wasn't a slam, but wasn't a quiet middle of the night shut of a door.

"Shit shit shit-" I mumbled as I ran my hand through my hair. Did that seriously just happen.

I began to fiddle with my rings as I paced back and fourth. Was this some messed up joke?

Questions kept popping into my head, more and more filling any last space in my brain. Eventually, I decided I needed to go up to bed.

I entered and quickly walked to my bed, in the process I stubbed my toe on Blaise's bed. "Fuck" I slightly yelled as I jumped.

"You okay mate?" I heard Blaise mutter as he rolled over. "Yep just dandy." I replied as I rushed into my own bed.