MUDBLOOD ➼ Draco Malfoy

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"You're sorry," I repeated, soaking the words into my brain.

Draco looked around, then placed his pale hand on mine. Lowering his voice, he whispered, " I want to make this work."

I was speechless, not a thought came to my head other than the words he just spoke. His hand felt cold yet rough, like they used to be. My heart was pumping blood faster and faster, I could hear it in my ears. It was so much worse than when he was drunk.

"You... you idiot- do you think I don't know you're playing a prank?"

"Prank? You- You think I'm that cruel?" I could hear a singe of anger in his words.

"You've never had a problem with being cruel before." I lifted my hand from his grasp. "And- why would you want to "try to make this work" anyways, I'm messed up- too much to handle." I urged. Alex couldn't even handle me.

Draco sighed, "Victoria, the only one who is as messed up as I am, is you." Weather it was an insult or not, my heart skipped a beat.

The air changed, and suddenly I knew this wasn't a prank. I knew that there wasn't a gang of Slytherins hiding behind a bush. He was being honest.

"You're not wrong." I looked to my hands and sighed. "Draco, If I ever actually decided to give you a chance-" Draco straitened his posture. "How would I know you wouldn't hurt me again?" I asked.

"I never thought you were hurt in the first place." He admitted.

"Hurt is an understatement."

"Oh."

"I'm sorry, Victoria- I'm so sorry." The unfamiliar words slipped from his tongue as if they were getting easier to say, and even more desperate.

"I know you are."

"I won't hurt you, just-" slight annoyance bubbled in him, but he was hanging onto the bit of patience he had. "Just please, give me a chance."

Giving Draco a shot would give me more of a chance of getting hurt- which I've had enough of. If I decline, everything would be fine... But would it? Hours upon hours Draco's filled my mind and it hasn't stopped yet. I don't think I've ever stopped liking him.

"Would we have to hide?" I looked at him, scared of the answer.

"Uh, yeah, we would. I can't have my father... you know-"

"Yeah, I know."

"Lunch is over," I stood up and got my books of the wall. "Appetizing meal." I sarcastically spoke to the untouched food on our plates.

"But- the answer?"

"Tomorrow."

After school had ended, I decided to spend the rest of the day with Archie, so we could try his food. I don't see why he makes me test everything, because they're already great. I love everything he makes, but I normally add in critique here and there, so he would think my reactions are authentic.

The whole time, I couldn't stop thinking about what my decision would be, and about Draco in general. Archie had to snap me from daze after daze. Finally, he spoke up about it.

"Hey, uh, you've got something on your mind, don't you?" Archie sat beside of me, after putting his chocolate frosted cupcake on my night stand.

"What? No, not really." I acted as if there wasn't a battle pounding in my skull.

Archie rolled his eyes playfully and nudged me. "I'm not stupid, Vic."

"Just personal things, kid. Can't talk about it." Honestly, I can't talk about it to anyone, if Draco and I are seriously doing this, we've got to keep it under wraps. Otherwise, its doomed to fail. I agree with him on keeping it a secret; but at the same time I don't want it to be.

"It's Draco." Archie concluded, reading my expression. I didn't give him an answer.

"He needs to stop bullying you all of the time- Either you stand up to him, or I will." He sounded like a loyal puppy. I could tell Archie wasn't capable of doing something like that, and even if he was, I don't think it's needed now.

"I think I can handle myself, Arch." I laughed lightly, and ruffled his blonde hair.

"Hey, you're a good friend." I admitted, Archie smiled in return.

Soon after, Archie left my room, and the only thing that occupied my thoughts were Draco's hunting words.

The only way I can make this decision, is if I'm completely honest with myself. Draco- He's a mess, and I know by spending time with him, I'll be in his mess too. But, isn't that what I've always wanted? To be a part of his world?

As a kid, I had an unbelievably strong crush on him, that only was shattered when he found out. It shattered because I was heartbroken, but my admiration never ever faded. No matter how much I would tell myself I hated him, there was always something inside telling me that I didn't.

And I don't. At all.

I admire every inch of him- flaws and all. Most people would think I'm completely nuts for liking him- for even looking in his direction; but I can't help it.

If Draco and I went through with this, I know it would be chaos. Being with him would be torture on my already fragile heart. But in the end, I would have him. That's what I've always wanted.

My thoughts followed me into my sleep.

-

I woke up feeling a weight on my chest and a lump in my throat. Remembering everything that happened, I got ready to tell Draco my answer.

I made myself look at least half presentable, then headed out of my dorm. When I looked at the time, I knew Draco wasn't ready yet- or any one for that matter- it's very early; but I've been thinking about this for way too long, and I've got to get it off my chest before it eats me alive. And besides, the less people around, the better. 

The hallway to his dorm room kept getting longer, and the lump in my throat seemed to get larger with each step. But I was determined to do this. With shaking hands I knocked on his door, then waited for a response.

After three minutes of pacing, he opened the door.

His hair was everywhere, and he was only in a dark red T-shirt that I've never seen before. He looked good- but regardless, I let myself in.

"Vic, class doesn't start for an hour, what are you doing?" His voice sounded different, raspy and tired.

"My answer." I breathed, trying to collect myself.

"Your answer?" he seemed to wake up a little and move closer towards me.

"I thought about it- a lot last night... and I had to tell you sooner than later, otherwise I might change my mind."

He nodded, then took my hands into his.

"I've-I've decided to give you a chance. Just-please, please don't make me regret my decision, Draco."

Draco looked like a mixture of shocked and relieved; "You really thought about it, right? Long and hard? I could understand why you wouldn't want to. You don't have to do this." His words stumbled out of his mouth.

I shook my head. "I want to." I got on my toes, and reached his soft lips once more. I made sure the kiss meant something; that it would assure him.

I pulled away and smiled softly, laughing a little.

"I love you too, Draco."

He pulled me into another kiss.