Oxygen |Draco Malfoy|

Seven Words

Seven Words

"Why. Was. I. Your. Treasure" he whispered, locking the door. I stood at one side or the room, he on the other. "I said I don't know, Draco" I insisted. I think I know... I'm not sure. He will just leave me, just line everyone else. "I think you do" he told me, his voice desperate and certain. "Just stay out of my life, Draco! I don't need you, I don't need anyone! Just stop trying! Wanna know what happens when I get close to someone? They leave me! And I'd rather be alone!" I screamed, my eyes filled with anger, pain, and confusion.

He didn't say anything, not a word. He just looked me in the eye, never once breaking contact with mine. His grey eyes burnt a hole through me, I felt vulnerable, I felt exposed. It was as if he was searching my soul. He just stood there, studying me. I also looked in his eyes, refusing to give into his watchful eye.

He was just looking for a weakness. Something he can use to destroy me. Just like father. Your a useless slut! Who could ever love you! You should be dead! My father's voice rang through my head, haunting my every thought. After what seemed like an eternity, he opened his mouth to speak.

"You don't have to be alone anymore" he told me. Seven words... Seven words that gave a message I had always prayed for. Seven words, I never thought anyone would bother saying to me. Seven words... That I have been waiting all my life to here.

Tears gathered in my eyes, neither of us breaking eye contact, or daring to move. Until I did. I sped across the room staring directly at Draco. The minute I reached him, I felt tears escape my eyes, and for once, they didn't signify something breaking, they signified a girl who found hope.

​I wrapped my arms around him tightly, sobbing into his shoulder. He didn't seem to care that his jacket would be destroyed, or that I was probably hugging him so tight that he could suffer a punctured lung. He just wrapped his arms around me. All because of seven simple words. That's when I found an answer. "You cared" I whispered, not daring to let go.

He didn't say a word, nor dare to let go. Right now, I am nothing more than a fragile object, he's afraid that I will fall apart if he left go, I'm afraid I will continue to break. I didn't realize until I felt something wet on my shoulder that he was crying to. I couldn't feel the pain from his arms wrapped around me.

At the moment, all I could feel is pure and uttermost happiness. I forgot what it felt like to be happy. I forgot what it was like to feel safe, to feel like I didn't need a glass of firewhisky. Draco made me feel safe, his arms created a barrier between me and the rest of my fucked up life.

I hesitantly pulled away. Looking him straight in the eye. "I-I have to do this" he whispered, grabbing my chin gently and leading my to his lips. An electric pulse where he touched me.

His soft lips met mine, I didn't pull away. I allowed our lips to move in sync. One hand rested on his chin, the other on my lower back. He pulled me closer to him slightly. And I let him. I wrapped my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss.

I felt fear pulse through me. What if this is just a sick joke? I ignored the fears. I'm not gonna let my worries haunt me, not right now. I won't let something as petty as worries screw up this time in my life. I felt his tongue viciously attacking my bottom lip. I permitted him to. But pulled away soon after, breathing heavily.

Woah... I looked over to him. "Um... That wasn't a joke right?" I asked weakly. He looked at me with a amazed face. "A joke! That would be kinda overboard for a joke!" He gave me a sly smile. "I... Um... will you. Willyoubemine?" He said do fast I couldn't understand. "I couldn't understand that Draco" I admitted. He scratched the back of his neck.

"Will you be mine?" He asks hopefully. "S-sure." I stuttered, a beating red resting on my cheekbones. And, of course, a goofy smile on my face. He beamed and put his hands on my waist, spinning me around in the air as if I weighed nothing. His lips met mine once again, and this time, I wasn't worried at all.

"I'll always care" he whisperer in my ear, his lips brushing against my ear. I smiled slightly. "What about your father, would he approve of me?" I asked in a timid voice. "Let's see... Your father is a deatheater and high up in the ministry, your a pureblood, your powerful, and-" he grinned, looking at me like an idiot. "And Gryffindor" I cut him off, furrowing my eye brows. His smile faltered, but he soon regained it. "Four on one" he sighed.

"So I'm only four things he will approve of?" I faked a hurt tone. "What! No,I didn't-" he frantically explained I laughed at him. He glared at me. "That was cruel" he muttered. "So, public, or secret?" He asked. I scratched the back of my neck. "My father would probably approve of you, he'll probably like you more than me-" I started.

"I don't care what that asshole thinks! What about your mother?" He asked, I felt all the happiness drain away. Good while it lasted... "Um, I'll see you tomorrow" I said, I didn't give him a chance to say anything, I just grabbed my bag and fled the premises.

I'll have to tell him at some point! I shook my head, leaning against the wall after I got far enough from the room. I whipped sweat off my eyebrow ad stood up, getting myself together. I looking in the reflection of my cauldron from my bag and saw that I looked fine, with no tear stains.
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"Just stay out of my life, Draco! I don't need you, I don't need anyone! Just stop trying! Wanna know what happens when I get close to someone? They leave me! And I would rather be alone!"

"You don't have to be alone anymore"