You Were A Theif From The Start [On Hold]

Chapter 4

Chapter four:

He’s the one

                Draco was the first to break away as the train started to move, he placed his forehead on mine as he kept holding me close to him, not wanting to break away from the connection. I didn’t want this feeling to ever end. I kept my eyes closed as I felt our breathes swirl together. His breathe smelt of mint and freshness. “I love you Megan. And I don’t care that you’re related to the Weasley’s. It’s not going to change my feeling for you.” As I heard him say those words I felt my lips turn up into a smile, but I also felt hot tears roll down my cheeks. “You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for you to say those words Draco… I love you to--,” I got cut off as I felt Draco’s lips meet mine again. His lips were smooth and soft as he was placing butterfly kisses on my lips. I started to give out a soft laugh at his silliness. I felt his lips turn up as he kissed me one last time before in gulping my into a gentle hug, wrapping his arms around my neck, as I wrapped mine around his waist.

I felt a weight lift from my shoulder as we stood there in our own sweet silence as the train continued to move along, getting closer to Hogwarts. But as we stood there, I started to think about his family and who they were fighting with and what could happen to me, knowing the Dark Lord is killing everyone close to Harry Potter just to get to him. And thinking about that, I felt a ping in my heart. Sensing my uneasiness, Draco pulled away from me and asked, “What’s the matter Megan?” I couldn’t make my mind up on whether or not I should tell him about what I was thinking. “I was just thinking that’s all.” I couldn’t make eye contact with him. Noticing this, he grabs my chin and makes me look at him. “There is nothing to worry about. I promise you that now Megan. I won’t let anything happen to you.” His words were reassuring but I knew not even he can stop the Dark Lord.

“You can’t stop this Draco. You can’t stop the Dark Lord, Draco.” I felt him tense up from HIS name being said. He knows I knew about his father being a Death Eater, because his father was there when Bellatrix killed the only father I knew. The only man I loved most in my life. “He doesn’t know about you.” His voice seemed to fill with anger. But I knew he was wrong. His father was Voldemort’s go to man for information. And Lucius knows who I am. “That’s where you’re wrong and you know it Draco.” I knew we would have to have this talk any day now, with Voldemort getting stronger, so why not now? “You know we can’t run away from this.” I added in as he wouldn’t say anything. “I know we can’t Megan. But I will do everything in my power to keep you safe. I couldn’t live with myself if I couldn’t. And I bloody hell couldn’t live, knowing I couldn’t live without you to live with me.” I began to tear up when I listened to Draco speak like that. “I love you with everything I have Megan. You’re everything I’m not and everything I couldn’t live without. Nothing can stop us from being together. Not Voldemort, not our family, not anyone.” He started to wipe my tears away as I listened to him. I couldn’t come up with any words to say to him, I was completely out spoken. “You don’t have to say anything, just know that I love you.” He kissed my forehead and pulled my into his embrace.

For the rest of the way to Hogwarts, we both sat with each other, wrapped in each other’s arms, seating in sweet silence. No one came by the cot, so we had the whole train right to ourselves. We stayed together until we reached the school, for we had to go to our house tables and do our usual seating like we did every year. He would seat across from me at his table, so that we could still communicate. While we watched the first years get sorted into their houses, we would mouth to each other and guess what house they would go to. But as Professor Dumbledore talk, he seemed a bit... distant from the speech, as he wouldn’t even look to me. He seemed to have been thinking more or less. I could tell already that something was bugging him.