the first light of dawn crept over the horizon, casting a soft, pink glow across the water's surface. i blinked, my eyes adjusting to the pale morning light. for a moment, i had almost forgotten where i was—why the grass was cool beneath me and why my hand was warm, still clasped in draco's.
draco...
the events of last night came rushing back. the quiet moments, the whispered words, the feeling of his hand around mine, and the two kisses we shared... but instead of the exhilaration i'd felt then, an uneasy awareness settled over me, like a weight pressing down on my chest. i shifted slightly, careful not to wake him, but even that small movement stirred him awake. his hand tightened around mine for a heartbeat before his eyes opened, fogged with the dazed look of someone waking in unfamiliar surroundings, like me.
draco sat up slowly, blinking, his expression a mix of surprise and wariness as he took in the scene—the faint light of dawn, the cool mist hanging in the air, and me, sitting close beside him. we didn't say anything for a moment, letting the early morning silence stretch between us, heavy and unspoken. he pulled his hand away, as if only now realizing he'd been holding mine all this time.
,,good morning," i murmured, trying to shake the awkwardness that had begun to settle, the realization of how close we'd let ourselves get kicked in like a splash of cold water.
,,morning," he replied, his voice low and still rough with sleep. he ran a hand through his hair, glancing over at the quiet waterfall, now bathed in soft dawn light. it was just like last night—the solitude, the beauty of it all—yet somehow, now it felt different...unfamiliar.
i swallowed, looking away, unsure of what to say. the night had felt like a dream, a moment suspended in time, as if nothing else existed. but now, in the cold light of morning, reality crept back in. the doubt settled in too, winding its way around my thoughts like a tight, unyielding thread.
what had we done? what had i let happen? he's a pureblood and i'm a halfblood. if his family found out we're friends, they'd kill both of us. let alone us kissing!
i could still feel the warmth of his hand lingering on mine, the softness in his gaze that had made me feel, for a moment, that perhaps i meant something more to him. but now... now everything felt tangled. wrong.
i shifted uncomfortably, the thought growing louder, as if trying to drown out the memory of the night. this was a mistake.
draco glanced at me, as if sensing the change, and a flicker of something unreadable passed over his face. he opened his mouth, as though he wanted to say something, but i couldn't let him. i couldn't let us pretend this could be real. panic flared in my chest, quickening my heartbeat.
,,i... i should go," i whispered, barely able to meet his gaze. i could see his confusion in my peripheral, the slight hurt that flickered there, and it only made the ache in my chest worse.
,,y/n..." he started, his voice soft, uncertain. but i couldn't listen.
,,i'm sorry," i said quickly, stumbling to my feet. ,,i... we, shouldn't be doing this." the words came out in a rush, my voice breaking. i didn't give him a chance to respond. i turned, my footsteps hurried as i made my way to the large wooden door that led back into the castle. i didn't look back, even as i felt his eyes on me, even as my heart twisted painfully.
once inside, the cold stone walls of the corridor greeted me, grounding me, pulling me back to reality. my footsteps echoed as i moved deeper into the castle, putting as much distance as i could between myself and the weight of my own emotions. i didn't stop until i reached a secluded alcove, hidden from the morning light.
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Falling For You-Draco Malfoy x Y/N
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