"You have all men on their knees. You so damn good at everything, so perfect, I hate it. I hate you, Stone. Your smell, your kindness, your voice, your smart mouth, your nerve. Everything. And now you have me thinking about kissing those lips...I wa...
Draco was laying on the marble floor of his Manor's main living room, which was full of Death Eaters. He had been seeing in this nightmare almost every night for a month now and it had always been the same. The Dark Lord was looking down on his father, who was kneeling defeated, alongside his mother. Draco was unable to react whatsoever. All he was forced to do is lay there, petrified and watch while the Dark Lord humiliated and tortured his parents before his eyes until they begged to die. Then he would send that monster, Grayback, to hunt Draco while he was running, desperate for an escape. Draco would always lose...Draco desperately tried to move, or at least look away, while The Dark Lord released his fury on his parents, but it was pointless. No...No...He could not see this happening again...He was screaming on his head, wishing someone would hear his prayers...It was all his fault...Suddenly, an unexpected turn of events broke the normal flow of the nightmare. Draco felt a soft stroke on his cheek and heard a soft female voice whispering in his ear.
"Follow me"
Just like that, the scene froze, but Draco could move again. He got up and saw Anna Stone in a white dress stretching her hand, inviting him to take it. So he did without second guessing and followed her to the exit. The heavy door of his Manor opened, but Draco was not in his front gardens. The scenery was completely foreign to him and yet, so strangely familiar. They were on the seaside. He took in the warmth of the sun rays and all his fears were washed away by the soft waves of the turquoise waters. He looked down, noticing he was not wearing shoes. His feet were buried in the warm, soft sand. Then his glance fell on Anna. She looked like an angel, so radiant and peaceful, all in white. She was smiling to him peacefully and got closer, stroking his sides, making him shiver.
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"Where are we?" asked Draco. He had never felt so serene in his life. So safe and carefree.
"Does it matter?"
"No" he shook his head and trapped her lips into a slow kiss.
Draco opened his eyes and looked at his bedside clock. It was only 3am. He got up and sat in the edge of his bed. He had been haunted by the same nightmare every night since he had received the latest letter off his mother in early October. But this time was different. He could not decide what terrified him the most that night. His nightmare or how good it felt when Stone interfered with it. Since he met her, Draco had found himself blocking any thoughts of his that did not correspond to his family's beliefs, with the only exception being the night of the party. However, that night he willingly allowed himself feel her presence next to him. In the past couple of months Draco had realised how alone he really was in all this. He felt so ashamed fantasising about a woman like Stone, but she felt like a sweet relief to his pain. Like a potion to help him cope. Of course there was no way he would ever act upon it again, but he felt a strong need to indulge to his fantasies a bit more. Strangely, Stone was giving him courage, even if it was only his imagination. Perhaps Draco was drawn to her caring nature because that is why he needed the most at that phase of his life and that was why she was so important to him. She was a symbol of purity in his tainted reality, protecting his soul, like a Patronus would from a dementor. Although Draco had never managed to cast any Patronus in his life so he would not know. For the first time, he did not spend the night worrying about the cabinet. Not that it was not important, but allowing himself to think about Stone was exactly the thing he needed to mentally recharge and start working on his tasks without any stress and with a clear mind.
