Back to Black- Draco Malfoy

20| feel it still

Sitting in silence in the common room, with my fingers on either side of the bridge of my nose. The last time this issue occured, it was with Adrian Pucey. Then again, Krum and me actually had dated, unlike me and Pucey.

I was nervous for Draco, it's true. I mean, he willingly puts himself in these situations just because I talk about them? Now that I think about it further...it's almost as if he's trying to prove himself or make up for something he did.

I can't think of anything bad he's done, I mean for Salazar's sake, he did just lay with me the whole night just because of a tiny nightmare.

I decide to get up and head towards my dorm to start the day. It's still relatively dark outside so not many people are out in the common room. The walk to my dorm felt like I had no privacy...like the paintings on the way down to the dungeons were peaking in on me.

Getting into my dorm was easy, Astoria and Pansy were already wide awake and sitting on their beds, but it did infact make it more awkward..
I forgot at some point that if they wake up before I get back, I'd be interrogated for sure.

"So...Ari. Care to share were the bloody hell you were last night?" Pansy interrogates. It doesn't show on the outside but my heart rate was picking up quick. At this point, I know all of our friends would think we were dating or secretly hooking up but that wasn't the case at all. We can't.

"Late night astronomy tower visit. That's it." I explained through a lying smile. They had a look of satisfaction on their faces with a side of confusion and acceptance. They actually believed me..score.

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In the great hall, everyone with blooming with conversations of the first task in the Triwizard Tournament that begins today. All that was on my mind was where in the hell Malfoy was. It's unlike him to show up late unless something is wrong.

In this case, I know somethings wrong and that something has to do with Krum. As I scanned the Hall, I didn't spot Krum either until I looked over at the Golden Trio. I sat in confusion until I overheard their conversation,

"Where's Malfoy, Krum?" Hermione questioned Viktor. Any witch or wizard could tell by the look on his face that he was going to lie. His eyes were dilated and the tiniest dew of sweat arose on his skin.

"Hell like I know, probably somewhere crying to his new toy. Not like she's worth much anyway, it's Black for godrics sake. She can't do much besides sit there and look pretty." Viktor stated. I don't know what got into me but the second he finished the sentence, my hand took control. I got up from my seat and placed a punch right in his lower jaw.

It's not like he didn't deserve it but bloody hell, it's like it was made of metal! My hand immediately started hurting and I tried to shake it off as well as I could. I looked down and saw Krum on the floor and smirked to myself, that's what the fucker gets.

"Keep my name in your mouth, and see how well I can knock it out." I snarled back. I had had enough today and it was barely half past eight. I looked down at my hand and saw the red inflammation and small bloody spots.

I silently cursed to myself and started to head out of the Great Hall. Bathroom..bathroom? Anywhere? The only time I can't seem to find a place I need is when I long for it the most. Long for it the most...

The Room Of Requirement

Of course! The Room of Requirement. I increased my pace in the corridor, steadily making my way down the long hallway. I'm not a fool, so I checked if anyone was around before closing my eyes and mumbling the spell that led me into the room.

I stepped foot inside and my memory flooded back to me about my childhood. It was the room that was made for me at Malfoy Manor. The one that was made for royalty at the time. My bedroom, in the most esteemed Manor in the wizarding world to me.

I looked around and enjoyed the views I took in. From my black silk duvet, all the way to my dark green candles, it made me feel at home. More than my actual home did currently. I quickly brushed the idea of home out of my mind.

My first time visiting, and I already love the Room of Requirement. It's so much more different than my actual dorm. It doesn't feel crowded with constant worries and issues. Girl drama and Triwizard Tournament task talk is no where to be seen.

I turned to my right and saw my old spell book full of spells, charms, and hexes. The first birthday present Draco ever got me. I'll always remember it even if it wasn't the most sincere thing ever. It's still a gift even though all I wanted that year was him..

I flipped through the pages and found an old note I never did get to give to him, although I wish I did.

Dear Draco,

     I miss you so much. More than you could expect. Every summer away from you now feels like a sting to my heart. I miss you. I miss us. I want things to go back to normal. To have you hold me on nights where I'm cold or scared. To have dinner with you and your parents one last time. Surely it'll happen someday...right?

That's not what I'm writing to you for though. Every night I'm away from you, it causes me to think about you even more. The more I dream about you, the more nightmares that come my way. I'm not sure what it's about but I hope it'll be over soon. I know we talked about how you have them too, but do you have them more or less frequently than I do?

Best regards my old friend,
               Briar

It was a well written note, that's for sure. It never made its way to him and got trapped in my book. I remember writing to Draco almost every day. He never wrote back though..maybe he just forgot or just didnt want to waste his time.

I placed the frayed note back in my book and shut it back closed. There was no purpose in looking at it now if it has no power. We're back together now, even if it means we can't be close like we used to be.

"What letters?" A voice came from behind me, almost echoing. I turned around to see the platinum haired boy standing in my shadow. He has red cuts all over him from somebody's knuckles and a busted lip. I gasped and walked closer to him before stepping back.

How did he know what I was thinking?