His Eyes (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

Chapter 2

I walk through the halls of Hogwarts, my mind is going at about a mile a minute. I haven't spoken to Draco since our tender moment 3 days earlier, and I'm not entirely sure why. Maybe he doesn't feel the same about me. What if he regrets opening up to me like he did? I hope this isn't true, but I can't help feeling paranoid that it is. One thing I do know is that I haven't been able to get him out of my head. I can't focus on school, my friends, absolutely nothing. Only him. Him and his beautiful eyes. My thoughts are interrupted when I turn around a corner and bump into someone. "Sorry" I immediately mumble before looking up to see who. I gasp slightly when I am greeted with those damn gorgeous eyes I was just dreaming about. Like a crystal blue with swirly lines of a mysterious grey. We stay there for a moment with our eyes locked together. The air feels thick all of the sudden and almost hard to inhale. "I've been looking for you, you know." Draco says with a smile. I feel like melting. "Oh . . . y-yeah. Me too." I say rather timidly, looking down, and I suddenly feel guilty for assuming he hadn't wanted to talk to me. "What's wrong?" He asks, his smile fading as he lifts my chin to look at him and his eyes search mine for any sign of unhappiness. "Nothing." I say, giving him a small but genuine smile. So maybe Draco doesn't feel the same way. So what? He's still here, he obviously cares about me in some sort of way. That was still enough to send butterflies into my stomach. This is still a great step forward from our previous situation. Draco smiles back at me. "Come with me. There's something I want you to see." He says, grabbing my hand and leading me somewhere unknown.

He drags me through the forest, running a little. He looks so excited. He keeps glancing back at me and squeezing my hand a little, almost to remind himself that I am still here, and to remind me that I'm not dreaming this time. This is real. He finally stops at a clearing in the woods. I look out and see a beautiful little pond. The castle has almost disappeared behind us. The dim sunlight shines through the trees and shimmers across my face. He changes the way he's holding my hand, lacing his fingers into mine. My heart skips a beat. "It's so beautiful." I say breathlessly, breaking the silence. He takes in a deep breath followed by a heavy and content sigh and I see him staring at me out of my peripherals but pretend I don't notice. I close my eyes and cherish this moment, letting the simplicity of life and the happiness I feel in this moment soak into my skin and fill me up with a tender, warm feeling. "I wanted to thank you." Draco says sweetly. My eyes open and I look at him a little confused. "For what?" I ask him. "For what you did the other day. I don't think you'll ever be able to understand how much that meant, well means, to me." He says, breaking our gaze and looking down as he says the last part. "You really don't need to thank me for that. You needed to hear the truth from someone, even if I'm the only one who cares about you enough to tell you." I say to him rather bluntly, then realize he may take it the wrong way, so study his facial expression. "Why do you care about me though?" He asks, snapping his head back up to look at me, ignoring the fact that I practically just said no one else cares about him. Maybe he's just come to terms with that fact. That's awful. "I've already told you. You're just... different. You're not evil or bad, actually quite the opposite. I just know it. I can't really explain it," I say looking down at the dirt next to my feet. "I just do." I finish. He lets out another sigh and I stand there for a moment, waiting for his response. I look up at him and see him looking out into the distance, before his eyes lock back onto mine, and he smiles. He turns his body toward mine and his eyes trail down from my eyes to my lips, then back up. His grip loosens on my hand and instead comes up to meet my cheek. He steps closer to me and I feel my heart rate quicken and I suck in a deep breath. His eyes close and he leans in. I close my eyes and lean in aswell. It seems like an excruciating amount of time before our lips actually make contact, but when they do it was everything I'd ever dreamed about and more.

Oh no...
I think I'm in love.