The Sweet Slytherin

Calming the Angel

(Draco's P.O.V)

"Enny?"

Corrine didn't even acknowledge my existence. She looked very stressed. I wanted to help her. She walked up the stairs and shut the door. I looked to Blaze, Crabbe, and Goyle, who shrugged and shook their heads.

"Let her cool off, Draco. She's clearly not happy." Blaze announced. I nodded, and felt around my pocket for... Wait. Where is it? Where is it!

"Where's the gift?" I asked, nervously, feeling around for the small box.

"You asked me to hold on to it. Remember?" Goyle asked pulling it out of his pocket. I nodded and calmed down. That was close.

"Sorry. I just... Wanted to bring it up to her in a clam way." I announced, remembering what Corrine's father showed me back at her house. Corrine's father is a death eater. And she had no idea. If Corrine is going to be... Well a possibility to my parents, she has too know two things. One, that I'm going to be a death eater by the end of the summer, and two, that she lives with one. And if she can still love me, even with my... Demons, then I'll know for sure.

"We know. You've been telling us for at least 5 days now, Draco" Crabbe announced. I grabbed my hair. God. Why am I so nervous? Corrine is an understanding, and loving girl. Not to mention, Amazingly talented, beautiful,  silly, passionate, and pretty much everything you want in a girl. But I knew the answer, which was trapped in the back of my mind. I didn't want to lose her. I wanted to keep her close and never let her fade. But I'm putting her in mortal danger, when I become a death eater. And I don't want to push her away. I released my hair. But heard muffled sobbing from upstairs. I stood up to go see Corrine, but Blaze pulled me back down, and shook his head. But the door opened. Corrine ran down the stairs, her eyes full of tears. I stood up again, concerned, and she ran right into my arms, hugged me, and sobbed into my robes. I was surprised at first. Why was my Angel crying? I slowly wrapped my arms around her, and placed my chin on her head, then began stroking her gorgeous hair.

"What's wrong, precious?" I asked.

"I'm scared, I'm stressed, and playing my pan didn't help" Corrine sobbed. I kissed her head.

"Oh Enny. It's okay. Shh. Calm down. Shh." I whispered. Corrine sighed and her breathing stopped jumping. She even smiled. She pushed away, dryers her face and looked to me embarrassed. Then she kissed my cheek and sat on the arm of the chair. I smirked and sat next to her. Now it was time to talk. I looked to Goyle and nodded.

"Corrine. Do you love me?" I asked.