Emotions (A Drarry fanfic)

Chapter 13: "Letter"

Draco's POV;

The days crept closer to Christmas, the rest of the students other than Harry, some random people, and I were the only ones that remained.

Harry and I spent most of our time together sat by a fireplace in the gryffindor common room, since no others were there for the holidays, sipping hot cocoa and cuddling into each other.

We talked for hours comfortably. Nothing felt forced with him. They felt right.

"I should get going, Harry. It's getting late." I yawned while beginning to slowly sit up.

He pulled me back down into him and squeezed me tightly. "Noo, staaay". He kissed my cheek and neck. "Please, Draco".

"Mm, very tempting. I wish I could. But i should get some sleep" I smiled at him.

"But I'm so comfy". Harry started to kiss me and I returned it for a while, getting lost in it.

I stood up slowly still kissing him, he groaned lightly and me moving.

"Good-" I seperated and kissed him again. "Night-" another kiss. "Harry". I kissed him one last time and began to walk towards the door.

"Good night Draco" He called after me as he turned to watch me leave. "I'll see you tomorrow, cutie".

I blushed. "Yes, you will". I winked at him and walked out of the common room.

I made my way towards my room after spending the entire day with Harry.

A noise came from inside and my eyes went big.

I jumped slightly as I opened the door slowly. "Who's there?!"

My eyes landed on an owl, father's owl. "Oh, it's just you". My hand grabbed my chest startled.

I noticed a letter attached to it's leg.

Anxiety began to spread through me. Why would father send me a letter?

I detached the letter off the owl and set it down on my desk, sitting.

I really don't want to open it. My body began to shake slightly. But I don't have a choice. Fuck.

I popped open the wax seal and took a sharp breath in. Here goes nothing.

"Draco, I expect you to be on the train home tomorrow morning. I have urgent business to discuss with you. You will be here for Christmas. We will be discussing your future and the role you are to take from now on. There are great plans for you my son. Do not dissapoint me.

-Lucius Malfoy."

Home? Tomorrow? No. No. No. I can't. I told Harry we'd spend Christmas together. I don't want to go home.

Right as things were getting better father has to demand more of me. He has plans for me?

I don't have a choice, I have to go. I have to do as he says. I always do.

My eyes began to water as I slid off my chair. My arms wrapping around my knees.

I was stupid to think I could be my own person or be happy. What was I thinking? No matter what I have to do what he says.

Tears slid down my cheeks. Pathetic. I don't deserve to be happy, I was so stupid to think other wise.

I was looking forward to spending Christmas with Harry. I don't know how to tell him I can't anymore.

My crying turned to sobs, my body shaking uncontrollably.

I'm sorry, Harry.