Hush Little Baby

Chapter 30.

I was happy. For the first time in a while I was happy. Draco was mine, and I was his. That's all I wanted. He made sure everyone knew it as well, he didn't care now, he wasn't losing me again, and I didn't want to lose him.

He glared at anyone who looked my way, if we walked anywhere his hand was always on my back or holding my hand.

But I could still tell he was waiting for the day his Father showed to ask him what was he thinking, getting involved and distracted by a girl. Why he wasnt living up to his full potential of being the next in line to the Malfoy name. Why all of a sudden he wasn't taking school seriously, why he wasn't getting full marks like he used.

Truth is, me. I was distracting him, I couldn't keep my hands off him. He couldn't keep his hands off me either. He was like my own personal drug and I needed him, everyday.

And I was his, he didn't leave my side, not once unless for some reason we had detention or we decided to sleep in our own dorms, which was rare. After that night with Pucey he never let me sleep alone for weeks, and I loved it.

I loved how his arms wrapped around my waist, I loved how he nuzzled his head into the crook of my neck as he was big spoon, I loved hearing his breathes as he feel asleep, feeling his hot breathe on my skin. It sent chills up my spine every damn time before I slept.

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"Hey guys wait up!" I yelled towards some members of Dumbledores Army, as we walked along the wooden bridge.

"What do you want?" Ron spun quickly and glared down to me as I reached them.

I gave a confused look to the ginger as he flared his nostrils, "You're the whole reason why we got caught, don't think we don't know that you told Malfoy."

"I.. no I swear I didn't!" I tried to defend myself, even though, I was somewhat to blame.

"I told you already Ron.. Malfoy hadn't a clue." Harry sighed beside him, pulling him back by his shoulder, to calm him down.

"And what we expect to believe that?"

"If Layla says she didn't tell Malfoy, I believe her." Hermoine stood by my side and smiled, making Ron glare at both of us now.

"Fine. But I still don't trust you." He glared, as he turned around and kept walking.

I walked with them and tried to keep up with their conversation, trying to understand what they were talking about, apparently they were after some Orb in the Ministry. I didn't ask questions, I just listened.

"Harry.. no matter how many times you try push us away. We're in this together." Hermoine sighed. "Yeah Harry, we want to help." Neville spoke up.

"You don't know the things he's cabable of." Harry warned us, as if I didn't know already, as if everyone didn't realise how cruel and ruthless The Dark Lord was.

"You're not alone Harry, we want to help, with or without your permission." I chimed in, making heads turn to me.

"Fine. We leave tonight." Harry glared to us all, sighing as he did so.

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We all apparated to The Ministry, Harry lead the way until we were in a room full of Orbs, rows and shelves full of differences colours and sizes. They were pretty, but this didn't feel right. I felt uncomfortable, like we were being watched, like something was about to happen.