Enchanted [A Dramione Fan Fiction]

Some Secrets Can't Be Held Forever

Ok, personally this is my favorite chapter so far. It is a little longer than normal so yeah! Be prepared! :D

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(Draco's POV)

Heavily breathing, I looked around the corner. Nothing. The silence around me was overwhelming, putting so much pressure on my ears. I had to get out here. I could almost hear is chasing me. I ran down the long dark corridor for my life. Then I heard it behind me, a slither. Don't look back, don't look back. But I couldn't help it. I turned around to face it.

A large anaconda with very sharp fangs was slithering at a fast pace toward me. It raised up to strike me, to kill me instantly. Before it could do anything though a sharp high pitch voice beckoned it. I knew who it was instantly. Then without warning there was a shout of, "Avada Kadavra!" and a flash of electric green light then everything faded.

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"DRACO! DRACO!"

I screamed and thrust myself into a sitting position. I was drenched in a cold sweat from head to foot and shaking without control. A very frightened Astoria had sat at the very edge of the bed, as far away from me as possible. Fear was still poised in her eyes causing me to be a little scared myself. I leaned back onto our soft head board calming my clammy skin. A small tear leaked out of my eye.

"Did I-"

I didn't even finish when Astoria nodded, crawling back to me. She cuddled up next to me but I didn't want any comfort. Getting up I headed to the bathroom, taking a long scalding shower washing my problems down the drain. Once I got out, I wrapped in my softest towel, and stared at myself in the mirror.

Black rings circled my eyes, taking away at my age. I was skinnier than usual, looking very unhealthy. In that moment, I hated myself. I hated my sleep deprivation, I hated how I hadn't eaten much at all, I just hated everything about myself. I needed to escape, needed some fresh air. I shoved on a white undershirt and threw on a black hoodie, almost feeling like a kid again. After I put on my jeans and hiking boots, I walked outside the bedroom despite Astoria's protests. Right upon reaching the stairs, Hermione came up right behind me, unaware of being so close to me.

I cleared my throat loudly so that she jumped in surprise. "What are you doing up so early Beaver?" I said with a smirk, almost feeling normal again. "Oh, ummm... I was actually going to go on a walk this morning to clear my mind because of... you know..."

I instantly regretted asking. How could I be so stupid? Since I had nothing better to do, I offered her to take a walk with me. Blushing slightly she accept, making my heart leap. Before we left, I checked on my son who was fast asleep in his bed, hugging his toy broomstick for dear life. Everyday he slept with a new toy, being his favorite for the day. Trudging back downstairs I spotted Hermione walking out of the kitchen with biscoff (or cinnamon) cookies in hand. Joining her at the door, I took one away from her and popped it in my mouth and, of course, received a scowl. Silently we walked down the long driveway. Upon reaching the road I turned to her.

"Do you trust me?" A slight look of confusion crossed her face. "Of course I do."

I held out my arm motioning her to grab hold of it. She smiled and as she did so we apparated. Once we reached the ground she gasped.

We stood right in front of a small lake that overlooked the Eiffel Tower, which was glowing in the sunrise. It smelled just like her, beautiful violet blossoms which was overwhelming my senses. Never once did she take her eyes away from the scenery. "Draco, this is... amazing!" She immediately took her arm with mine and laid her head on my arm. "It's perfect."