Beautiful Lie [Draco Malfoy lovestory]

6. The Party

I almost couldn't believe it myself.
Viktor fucking Krum was standing in my living room, as if it was no big deal at all.
,, What the fuck is he doing here... Don??", I whisper shouted. But he was already out of this world, simply staring at me with half lidded eyes.
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Krum had turned around to talk with some of his friends, not paying me any mind anymore.
No shit. All of his friends are here as well why wouldn't he come, he's not just here because of you, you delusional bitch.
If I could I'd given myself a hard slap in the face, to finally wake from this dream world where everything was about me.
Viktor wouldn't be just thinking about me that 24/7.. That should be clear by now.
He was his own person, not my property or sth. I couldn't control what he was doing.
Vivienne squeezed my hand. "Don't panic okay? It's your damn good-bye party.. Don't ruin it for him. Though maybe he wants to sort some things out? I mean it's the last time you're gonna see eachother. It'd be better not to leave on bad terms wouldn't it?"
I frowned looking at her. "What makes YOU say that? You weren't the biggest fan of Krum from the start."
"Trust me. Vic is a good guy. He loved you. He still does. Why is it you think he hasn't gotten a new girlfriend yet?",Luke interjected.
"You're just saying that because you're one of his mates", I rolled my eyes.
"No. Actually I'm not. I'm a guy. So I know how guys think. You see.. Vic, he sent you a letter every single day, he sent you flowers on your birthday. He obviously missed you. That girl, she was a simply way to distract himself. Do you understand?"
"Then why did the letter get fewer and fewer? Also, didn't he offer her to stay in contact after the tournament ended?", I leaned back against the sofa, already done with this shit. It was hard sharing friends with your ex-boyfriend, especially when they didn't pick sides.
"But they didn't stay in contact, because he got you back!"
"No he didn't, well not after I found out", I downed one of those mini vodka bottles, that Vivienne had handed me.
"Well he wants you back, not her."
"He can go back to that Hermione girl, do I look like I give a fuck??", enraged I got up pulling Lea away to the bar.
I need a fucking drink UGHH...
"Hey, girl slow down!! You know they're only talking like that.. because you know", she poured us some drinks handing me on, "It's fucking unbearable standing inbetween two friends that are fighting. They're trying to be neutrual. Obviously I'm on your side, but still try to see it from their perspective a bit. They don't want to lose a friend.. And I can understand that."
I downed the glass avoiding eyecontact and just looking down on the floor.
I knew I had put a lot of pressure on them the past semestre.
The fact ,that they remained friends with Krum just seemed so... It was hurtful.
I had simply assumed they would pick my side and start avoiding him. He had wronged me. He was the bad guy wasn't he?
This was exactly what I had been scared of the entire time. Since the hitting had started. I didn't want to split our friend group, I was scared they would abandon me.
Another thing was, that I couldn't stop dreaming about when things were good. When I was thirteen laying in my bed all giddy, not being able to stop grinning just thinking about him!
When we would sneak out of the doorms at night to go for a broom ride , just the two of us. Being greeted every morning with a big hug and that forehead kiss every evening before we would go to sleep. Those little love letters that I still kept hidden in sock drawers, and would probably never have the strenght to get rid of. They were a sort of memory, of the man he used to be.

Looking over to him and his group, I barely recognized him anymore.
He now had a full beard and his hair all grown out, some dark curls occasionally fell into his face, hiding his little teddybear eyes, that had I had once so adored. Additionally he had grown quite a bit and built some more muscle. I had to admit he was getting better looking by day.
Then my sight fell down to his hands.
Those hands that trailed all over my body, tried to spread my legs while I cried and held my mouth shut, so I couldn't scream.
Those hands.. that had caused every single bruise, some of them still visible on my body.
How did things turn out like this.
I thought about his eyes, that had once looked into mine ever so endearengly until that night.. where I couldn't see anything but rage in them..
I shook every thought away downing another glass.
"I don't want to think about him Lea.. I don't want to. This is my party.. I can't do anything about him being here ,but I want to have fun with you, one last time before I have to leave." I looked down at her, as she gave me a soft smile. This was love. Us. Our friendship. That was all I needed at this moment. Her. The one person I still felt comfortable with, I could depend on. I gave her big grin before pulling her to the dance floor, already feeling the alcohol kick in.

We moved her hips, laughing, occasionally touching the other doing silly little twirls to the faint Will Smith music.
My breath stopped as I heard the next song come on "If you had my love" Jennifer Lopez.
Shit.. Our song..
My vision was slightly blurry , but I could still make out Viktor who seemed shocked as well, glancing at me over and over again until he made his way to the dance floor as well..
I flipped my hair looking back at Lea ,singing every word of the song perfectly in sinc, before I felt two hands on my hips from behind.
No. No. No. NO.
This can't fucking be.
He twirled me around with ease, taking my hands into his, simply looking at me.
It was just like 3 years ago.
It felt all so familiar. I had a warm fuzzy feeling as I looked up at him, not being able to tell if it was the alcohol playing tricks one me, or the good memories I linked to this specific song.
About 3 years ago. While this song was playing we had shared our very first kiss.
I knew he was thinking about it as well, as he placed his arms around my waist , pulling me in sort of a hug as we danced and my hands creped up his neck, inhaling the all too familiar smell of mint and cinnamon. He buried face in my raven black hair, as we swayed to the melody. What was I thinking?
I fucking missed him. More than anything really. But were his good parts enough for me to accept what had happened, what I was scared could happen again?
I couldn't end my thoughts, as he dragged me away from the crowd. I turned my head to see Lea giving me a reassuring nod, as she started dancing with Don, who almost couldn't stand on his two feet anymore, awkwardly trembling.

We sat down outside. Side by side. It felt just like back then. The wind blowing softly, as the snow softly glided to the ground. I could hear faint music, chatter and laughing from inside, but between the of us was only silence.
"I've missed you, you know.. Not only last year. The whole semester while you would not talk to me"
His voice was still deep quiet and sort of comforting. But he didn't sound as confident as he used to like he was trying to find the right words.
"You think I didn't? After all this time I've wasted on you, we built sth. We together. I still miss us. But now everything's just so.." I did not even know what to say. God, I had prepared for a conversation like this. Screaming at him, throwing insult after insult, like he deserved, but I just couldn't.
I held my aching forehead, reasting my head on my trembling knees.
"You know..Now matter how much or how often people hurt eachother.
Loving someone is never a waste.
At least I don't think it was.
I want you to know, that I did truly love you mily moya..
Did I do everything right? No. But I can be a better man Lyliya. You have to trust me when I say this."
"It's too late now Vic.. We'll probably not see eachother for a long time..
By then you'll have moved on I'm sure of it. We're not right for eachother. You can feel it just as much as I do.
I'd love to go back to how things were back then. Oh, to be a silly little teen again falling in love for the first time..
I'd do anything. But too much has happened between us.." I looked into his eyes deeply tears slowly forming in mine." We can't. go. back. It's too late.
But you know that love letter you left for me? I cherish it. I think I always will."
I let my head sink on his shoulder as we watched the snow fall in silence, just enjoying eachother's company. Just like back then. Him, with his arm around me, I felt at home.
I closed my eyes drifting off into thoughts...