A Curse of Love (Draco Malfoy)

Gentleness of a Prince.

Being inside Draco's house all day is very boring. I already visited most of the rooms here already but I almost got dazed on having the best swimming pool and Quidditch Pitch I ever seen in my life. The Malfoy Manor isn't just a simple mansion; it consists of 43 rooms, including the indoor swimming pool. Even the Minister of Magic can't afford to build a house this big and enormous.

But I still feel bored; I still want to go shopping with my mom and I miss my own purple room with the posters of Muggle cartoons and anime. I miss my melon-scented pillow and blanket, my fluffy slippers and carpet, my pink long curtain and of course, my books from the Muggle industry.

I heard the door creaking behind me. I looked up and got startled by Draco. "Boo!" he shouted with those spooky hand gestures. I raised an eyebrow at him and stared blankly.

"What, you didn't get startled?" he asked lying down beside me.

"Simple things don't get me startled. It will just make my eyebrow raise on its own." I laughed but I think my joke didn't caught him.

"Oh, right. You caught me just very little." I confessed. There's no use in lying to Draco since his family is a well-known Legilimens. I can't keep him a single thought on my mind.

"I know right, girl" he whispered. I'll admit that it sends my body an electric shock or what they call... goosebumps.

"You're blushing." he teased.

"Am I?"

"Absolutely. Your face is red as a catsup!" he laughed. I slapped his arm and turned around to hide my face. Geez, he can be so handsome and kind, but he can still be a jerk sometimes. A real jerk.

"Hey, I don't want to face your back. Look, I'm sorry. I'm just telling the truth, hun." he said.

"Don't call me "hun", jerk." i said filling it with anger.

"You're not angry, hun."

"Yes, I am, jerk!"

"You're not." he said as he started to tickle me.

I tried to shove his hands but he was so strong. So I got up and tried to escape but he pulled me again to bed. Leaving me caged between his arms and under his body. I looked at his eyes and saw a glinting pair of gray eyes. He seemed to be happy with me around him. His cold stone eyes turned into a warm liquid one, just like an ice melting into water because of fire dancing in front of it. And for Draco... I am his fire.

"You are not angry." he bellowed.

"Yes, I am, Draco Malfoy." I replied coldly.

"I see. What do I have to do to make you forgive me?" he asked.

"You will do anything?" I asked

"Geez, of course."

"Anything?"

"Yeah."

"Swear?"

"Ugh, swear."

"Well, let me return to my house for three days." I said smirking.

"What? Hey, I can't do that!"

"You swore." I bellowed. He hesitated and sighed deeply. I guess I made his mind.

"Fine. Only for three days. No extension and I will accompany you." he said lying down next to me.

"Thank you." I whispered and cuddled next to him.

"I love you." he said lovingly.

"I love you more."

"I love you most." he said pulling me closer to him and drifted off to sleep.