Wildest Dreams

You Need to Calm Down

"And I ain't tryna mess with your self-expression
But I've learned a lesson that stressin' and obsessin'
'bout somebody else is no fun
And snakes and stones never broke my bones"
-Taylor Swift "You Need to Calm Down"

Draco was rudely awoken by an overexcited house elf jumping on his bed. He growled "What is your bloody issue, Winky?!"

Winky was smiling while she continued to jump on his bed. She was yelling "HARRY POTTER IS COMING TODAY! HARRY POTTER IS COMING TODAY!! HARRY POTTER IS COMING TODAY!!!"

Draco never sat up so fast realising that it was the day Potter was coming to the Manor for tea. He remembered how nervous he was yesterday and now his anxiety was sky high. He gulped "Oh right I thought I dreamed that." He muttered.

Winky finally ceased the jumping and said "Master Draco, it's quite late and you should be getting ready. You slept in. I'll make you your favourite breakfast."

Draco grimaced and nodded "You really do not have to, Winky. I am not very hungry. Do not bother making breakfast for me."

Winky looked at Draco with concern. "Master Draco must eat breakfast. It's the most important meal of the day. Or so I've heard."

Draco sighed "I am guessing even if I refuse you will still make me eat. You are as bad as Mother, Winky." He rolled out of bed. Why did he agree to letting Potter come for tea today?

As Draco showered and dressed for the nightmarish day ahead, he never stopped thinking about Potter. He kept trying to distract himself to no avail. He was thinking about how lost he could get in Potter's eyes. They were so beautiful. Beautiful?! What was wrong with him???? Potter was his enemy, not someone to lust over. NOOO! This can not be happening!!! Stop thinking about Potter!!!

Narcissa called to him "Breakfast is ready, darling! Winky is getting impatient. She is going to come get you if you take much longer."

Draco was finally ready for breakfast, but not ready for Potter. He needed to calm down before tea time or he was going to make a fool of himself. And Malfoys do not make fools of themselves in front of enemies.

Once he was ready, he started down the stairs but he nearly missed a step as his thoughts kept going back to Potter and his eyes. By Merlin the Saviour was going to be the death of him!  He could not let anyone know about his "crush" on Potter.

Draco finally arrived in the dinning room for breakfast. Winky served him a full plate and he knew he was expected to eat every morsel whether he wanted to or not. He was being watched by his mother and Winky which was very unnerving. He picked up his fork and ate his first bite. Their house elf looked pleased with herself. His mother smiled at him.

Narcissa took a few bites of breakfast. "My darling, are you looking forward to seeing Mr. Potter?" She smirked exactly like she did last night.

Draco observed his mother curiously once again. "To be honest, I had hoped I would never see him again. I guess I am not very lucky since he is gracing us with his presence later on today."

Narcissa admonished her son "Oh Draco do behave yourself when Mr. Potter does show up. He has done so much for us. More than I would ever thought possible. Please be courteous."

Draco sighed and nodded "Yes Mother. I will do my best to behave when he does arrive. He just makes me nervous." He blushed when he realised what he just said out loud to his mother. "I mean he is the Saviour and people listen to him. What if he does not like what he sees or hears when he is here? He might tell the Ministry and get us into trouble." Nice save, Draco. I wonder if Mother bought it.

His mother watched her son squirm. "Darling, he would never do that to us. He knew how bad things were for us during the war. Please stop making accusations regarding his visit today."

As Draco finished his breakfast, he tried his best to calm his nerves. Of course it was a fruitless activity especially when flashes of his dreams kept plaguing his mind. He remembered how he felt when Potter kissed him in his dream. It made his cheeks flush thinking about how he wanted Harry to kiss him in reality. What?! He wanted Potter to kiss him for real? When did this happen?

"Mother, I am going to sit by the garden until Potter arrives." He said softly.

"Sure, darling. I will have Winky get you when he has arrived." Narcissa thought about what could possibly be haunting her son. Though she knew he liked Mr. Potter more than he liked to admit to himself or anyone for that matter.