Chapter 13

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He sprinted up his eyes wide with shock and flashes, flashes he'd been wanting since the day began. That now made his situation much more complicated.

He remembered, going outside to try and escape the discomfort of watching Phelps be so close to Lilianne, her finding him in the courtyard. He making a fool of himself because of how drunk he was, and him kissing her.

Her kissing back, because she kissed back he was certain. And then, then it was blurry. They fucked, they must have, they were devouring each other.

What was he supposed to do, go talk to her? At this hour? And what would he say? Hey, I believe we fucked on my birthday, ...no. What would he say? What now?

He initially wanted to find the unknown girl to repeat and it was certainly not a problem to repeat with Lilianne. But that was the issue, she was Lilianne, not some girl he saw when he was bored or someone who clang to him for emotional and physical reassurance.

She was a girl he knew to be kind, to be caring. He is not soulless, he could not just go to her and offer that sort of arrangement. But what now?

He just... needed time to think, to process. Tomorrow with a clear head he will talk to her, it's too late to even go look for her now.

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Sunday morning he rose, not as early as he expected but for a Sunday there would surely be students having breakfast at this hour. He went to brush his teeth and pull on his clothes with effort, as some of his roommates groggily opened their eyes. He was already by the door with his wand safe in his pocket, headed to the Great Hall.

Students still gathered, as he suspected, ready to eat their meal and enjoy the last day of the weekend. Sunday morning Draco sat all too eager, he had his mind set, his speech and line of thought prepared and he was ready to talk to Lilianne.

She entered a little later with a sleepy Corine by her side, they joined Ariel and Eleonora already sat and he started feeling a bit anxious but kept it down. Draco watched as Lilianne served her breakfast, avoiding eye contact with him.

Aren't girls supposed to know when you're looking at them? Why doesn't she look back? He grew a bit frustrated, yet his looks went unanswered as breakfast ended. However, he was not to be ignored, no matter how tense the conversation turned out.

"Lestrange!" He called, she had been exiting the hall with her friends. Lilianne turned with her brows raised in alarm, they all stopped walking and she knew her keep acting like a child and ignoring him had gone on for too long.

She pursed her lips as he walked, if he was nervous he did not seem like it. "A word?" He said calmly, looking only at her. She nodded, signalling for her friends to leave with a reassuring smile.

So they walked ironically to the courtyard, her breathing quickening when she realised their destination. Yet Malfoy did not stop at the place where they had shared their first kiss but kept walking until they were under the arches with a little more privacy.

"I presume you remember" She quietly stated. "Yeah" Draco answered, fuck! A whole speech in your mind and all you have to say is 'yeah'.

"Malfoy I..." Lilianne began, taking a breath to calm herself, "I never meant to get in the way of your relationship, or... anything of the sort" she rambled, "I... I don't even know how it... it was too fast and I think it was... I just wanted to say that I am sorry for the problems this makes for you and Davis". This last part she said looking into his eyes, she was truly sorry. But he, he was dumbfounded. He could not understand a single sentence she made or the logic behind them.

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