She was his child that he loved that was impossible. She was his offspring,his heir. She was the one that would become one of the most powerful witches. That is the child of Tom Riddle.
I woke up to a sleeping Draco next to me. I jumped slightly but remembered the events the night before. I blushed as I ran my fingers through his hair.
"Mm...Celestial?" He murmured. "Morning Draco." I greeted blushing. He smirked as he saw the pink on my cheeks. He gave me a peck n the cheek and went to his room.
I sighed frustrated. This isn't right. I sighed and got out of bed and went into the bathroom.
I looked at myself in the mirror with a blank face staring off into space.
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I sighed and went on with my morning getting ready for the day.
There were questions in my head that I couldn't answer and didn't want to....
Do I want this?
Not now,not yet. What have I done to myself? Do I have to continue on? Will father be proud of me? What will happen next? Why? Why..........? I shouldn't be doing this. I don't want to lead him on....right? Do I actually like him?
We wonder and question but we don't find the answers easily or at all...
