Bad Romance

Narcissa

-From your POV-

I WAS TALKING IN MY SLEEP ABOUT TOM OH MY GOD THAT IS SO EMBARRASSING. Poor Draco. I can't imagine what that feels like. And Tom. That must've been what he was writing about. Stupid smug idiot. We pulled into my driveway and I felt small claws up my arm as Viper perched herself on my shoulder; it really was funny how she had made a habit of that, like a parrot and a pirate.

Draco had helped me carry my stuff upstairs and he left his stuff downstairs. I set some stuff down and then signaled for him to sit down at my desk and I took my bed. "So. Please tell me more. How bad was it?" I asked him.

"Well-" he was cute off by Eva busting into my room and running to me. She gave me a hug and I gave one back so she would leave.

"What's Draco doing here??" she asked, eyeing at him.

"How polite of you Eva. Draco and I are talking right now." I tell her.

"And your point is?" she retorts. I sigh and look at Draco who just shrugs at me, and then I remember. I reach into my pocket and pull Agrona out and into my hands.

"This is yours if you leave." I offer. Her eyes widen and she sticks both of her hands out and I gently place Agrona into the palms of her hands. She quickly leaves and heads into her room, closing my door behind her. I take Viper off my shoulder and let her crawl around my room and turn my attention back to Draco. "Right, where were we?" I ask.

"I'm telling you about the train. So, it started off when you were leaning your head up against the window. You were mumbling something incoherent and the three of us looked at each other, and then to you, but we decided you would murder all of us if we woke you up." he explains.

"Mmm accurate." I hum out, leaning against my pillows.

"And then the first coherent thing you said was 'God, he's such an asshole. Like a MAJOR ass, I'm still not sure why I found that attractive' which caught Tom's attention, obviously, and then you got quiet for a minute."

"Well, I was telling the truth." I shrug and Draco chuckles before getting serious again.

"Then you tilted your head over, leaning it on my shoulder. Tom and his friend were shooting me daggers the whole time you were like that. And then that was when the really embarrassing stuff started. You said 'I feel like such a loser for still loving him, a tiny itty bitty bit, especially when I have-'" he paused and cleared his throat. "'A better, and clearer option." he says flatly. I just look in his eyes while I try to figure out what to say.

"Oh. My. God."

"Yeah..." he says. I lean back, tapping my head against my wall. I rub the bridge of my nose before opening my eyes again and looking at him.

"We should talk. About, us." I hesitate and his eyes soften some. "Draco, Fred and George Weasley weren't in the room when I used the knockout gas, but they were there when you distracted everyone." I admit. His hands slide up to his hair as his face grows embarrassed.

"Oh. My. God."

"Yeah, they told me what you did.... How- how long, have you felt like this?" I ask him. He looks down in thought for a minute and then shrugs and looks back up at me.

"I don't even remember. It started as a childhood crush, and then it continued on in first and second year, and so on and so forth, it just felt so... unrequited. And now it's peaked, Y/n." he explained. The truth was I did like Draco. I kept pushing the feelings off recently because I knew I had to get over Tom before I pursued anything with Draco, or he'd end up being hurt. And after that- interesting- relationship with Tom, I knew what was right and wrong for a boy to treat me like, and Tom treated me like his queen selectively; he treated me like his queen when he thought he might lose me. Draco treated me like his queen when I wasn't even his to lose. And that, was the answer. The solution.

"Draco, I really like you." I confess. His posture softens, as if he was becoming less tense, and he lets out a soft and short sigh. "You treat me better- just as a friend- than Tom did as his girlfriend. That being said, Draco, I am toxic." I admit to him. It was true; I was responsible for Aria, Victoria, Alex, my mom, all of it. Had I been a normal teenage girl who didn't want to practice the dark arts and had an obsession with horcruxes, perhaps none of this would have happened and Tom and I would've never happened. I wasn't quite sure yet if I regretted the relationship; I regretted things that happened , but I don't want him dead or anything (obviously if I did, I would've began working on that). "I'm-I'm scared to be with you because I know if I hurt you, I'm not going to forgive myself. There's that ego kicking in again." I explain to him. He slightly shakes his head.

"Y/n, believe it or not, I'm a big boy. I can handle myself. It's just, if this doesn't progress, I don't think we should be friends because I'll just keep building my hopes up each time over and over again." he explains to me. My hands slide up the side of my face and into in my hair.

"Draco, are you sure about this?" I ask him. He nods his head.

"When you get over Tom, like completely over him, I will be waiting right here." he says. We just gaze at each other in silence for a minute and collect our thoughts. I want to tell him everything, so so badly. I want to confess everything that happened, all the craziness, all of it. Every detail. Something about being with him made me want to dial back the evilness. I mean, I was still a Slytherin, but with Tom it was almost like I was possessed; I always fantasized about wearing extravagant black gowns and having a throne with him and just being malicious, but I've come to realize, I don't think I wanted that, I think I saw that coming in the future had we stayed together. Our weird staring contest was interrupted by the sound of Narcissa Malfoy's voice from downstairs.

Draco and I rose to our feet and opened my bedroom door and headed for the stairs. She was speaking with my dad and when she saw me coming down the stairs, she smiled and opened her arms for a hug. "Y/n, my dear! So gorgeous. You look so well. Doesn't she, Draco?" she asks Draco causing me to purse my lips together in awkwardness and him to turn pink. "Well go on, tell her how good she looks!" Narcissa insists.

"Mrs. Malfoy, please." I say with a soft smile. She smiles back and then says something to my dad as her and Draco get their floo powder out. Once they had all of Draco's bags and the powder ready, they got into the fireplace.

"Don't forget, you! 7PM at our home tomorrow for dinner!" Narcissa wags a finger at my dad before they exchange goodbyes, and then she floos out with Draco following shortly behind. I sigh and cross my arms.

"I noticed your bedroom door was closed." my dad points out with a bit of sass. I roll my eyes and start my way up the stairs.

"I literally have a flying lizard. I'm not keeping the door open, kick your mind out of the gutter!" I shout from the stairs.

"You know, Lucius wants you guys together!" he calls up. I turn and look down the stairs one last time.

"Lucius wants a lot of things, doesn't he?" I laugh before leaving for my room.

I close the door again and lay on my bed, thinking, while I watch Viper explore everything. Would Draco and I really work out, like, long term? I had no idea. I felt like such a bitch for giving him such a hard time for all those years and he still just took it and rolled with the punches. Tom would NEVER do something that vulnerable.

At some point during my hurricane of thoughts, I fell asleep. It felt so nice to finally be back in my own bed at home after sleeping in a dorm every single night.