A witch's heart [Draco Malfoy x oc]

Lionbutterfly

[Niela]

After I told Laurel and Cecily that I had a date with Draco, hell broke loose.

It was a weird feeling to wake up and be followed by stares again.
Sure, I always got a few weird looks, because a new demigod girl at Hogwarts wasn't seen everyday, but overall I was ignored.
Now the whispers were following me in the hallways again, though it was different from before.

This time, they partly made me smile. People were genuinely happy that I was with him. Others confused. Most were wondering why.

"I don't understand how you're putting up with this", Laurel said. "Some of these people are very rude."
I shrugged. "I learned not to care too much a long time ago. Also, they ain't that bad."
Laurel wanted to argue, but Cecily held her back.
"If she says it doesn't bother her, let it be."
I gave Cecily a thankful look, which she answered with a smile.

Alicia was snoring next to me, right in front of Professor Binns.
I had tried to wake her up quite a few times, but after dodging her fist (mind you, she'd still been asleep) I gave up.
The history teacher managed to make the topic a dread once again. When started talking about the enslavement of houseelves though, my attention was back.

"Did you catch the time period?", I asked Cecily, who was sitting on my right. She shook her head. "I didn't, sorry."
Eagerly, I listened to the elves' history and wrote down as much as I could without having the problem of being unable to read my own notes afterwards.

"In the fifteenth century, Houseelves were bargained into a new contract. They had already been servant for a while as I mentioned, though this time, the free servant lost their freedom. Once a houseelve was bound, the spell could only be broken by a wizard or witch.
Today we merely give them a piece of clothing or something they can possess, when wanting to set them free. Back then however, a spell was needed ... HOMEWORK !"

Suddenly, Professor Binns had the classes attention (even Alicia jerked up from her sleep).
"Read page 576 in your books, then write an essay on the enslavement of houseelves. Minimum 3000 words, maximum four thousand.", he said, as if shouting that one word had taken all energy from him.

The class groaned simultaneously.

+

Draco was already waiting for me at the entrance of Hogsmeade when I rushed there.

He raised an eyebrow.
"You're late, Eletherya."

I tried to catch my breath from running.

"And you have horrible stamina."

"Sometimes it's not needed to state the obvious just to poke fun at others, Malfoy. There is this thing called being nice."

"Better wise than nice", he replied.

"Poking fun at others ain't wise, though", I remarked, genuinely confused.

He shrugged.
"I know, just felt like saying that. But Elethrya?"
"Hm?"
"We really need to work on your - ow!" I punched him a second time.
"My rips will break at this rate, woman! Stop it!"
"The woman's got a name, honeyboo", I laughed. "Also, you're being dramatic. Your rips are just fine."

He bent down and kissed me. "Now, I'm fine."
"You do know that we're in public?", I asked.
He grinned. "Let them stare."

Draco held out his arm, I took it, and we disapparated.
A moment later, we were on a hill. He flicked his wand and a tent appeared. "Get in."
Curious to see what was hidden in the tent, I walked in.
It resembled a small living room with a long (black) table, two seats, a couch and a shelf board on which art supplies and suspicious looking potions were stored. The walls were painted in a dark orange, and though I normally wasn't the biggest fan of the colour, it suited the room pretty well.