Last night felt like a fever dream. Of all these years that Draco and I have been so close, I have never wondered more what it'd be like to feel his touch against my skin and his warm lips against mine. I care about him deeply, but the small voice inside of my head tells me that maybe we were meant to lovers some day, at least I hope so.
I suppose I should tell you about myself. My name is Holly Elizabeth. I have bright and beautiful eyes, shiny black hair and I get on quite well with Professor Snape. I'm top of the class in Potions. My other friends except Draco? Pansky Parkinson, Crabbe, Goyle and Cho Chang. It wouldn't be expected for a Slytherin to be friends with a Ravenclaw but here we are. Despite her being way too emotional and sensitive, she's a very good listener and gives good advice. Pansy- now I care about her, i really do, but every time I catch her staring at Draco as if she's in love with him, my blood boils. I promise it's not jealousy! I just don't know whether Pansy would be good for him, she can be quite manipulative sometimes.
I slip into my uniform and go to the common room to greet the other Slytherins. Draco walks over to me and ruffles my hair.
"Good morning sleepyhead!" he exclaims.
I give a low grumble and slowly make my way to the Great Hall for breakfast, Draco close behind him with Crabbe and Goyle by his side, looking as grumpy as ever. They're sort of his sidekicks. I make my way to the Slytherin table and pick the seat next to Pansy.
"Good morning," I mumble. She nods at me and her eyes fall on Draco, as usual. I sigh and roll my eyes, toying around with the omlette on the plate in front of me.
"Hey Draco, how'd you sleep last night?" She questions, running her hand through her hair and fluttering her eyelashes at him. Draco, still half asleep, looks up at Pansy with a confused look and forces a small smile.
"Alright."
Pansy seems taken aback by his very unenthusiastic response and looks down at her plate, but still trying to make conversation with him.
"I don't reckon you'd want to spend the day together?" She stares at him with hope in her eyes. Draco once again looks at her as if he doesn't understand english and looks at me for approval. I nod, and he turns back to Pansy and murmurs in agreement. As much as I don't approve of this, it is not my choice to make whether Draco wants to be with Pansy or not. I clear my head and turn to Crabbe and Goyle.
"Did you guys sleep okay? Mind passing me the toast please?" People hardly ever speak to them, so the look on their faces was priceless. They seemed shocked. Goyle passes me the toast and Crabbe smiles at me.
"Yeah, Holly, I slept like a baby. Shame it rained though, it got quite cold in the dormitories." I smile back and look back down at my plate. I can feel Draco's stare down on me but I don't want to look up. I'll admit, I may or may not be upset about Pansy trying to get close to him. I feel a cold yet warm hand on top of mine and I look down on it. Damn, this man has nice hands. His veins are really visible and the rings make him so much attractive. Forcing these thoughts out of my head, I place my second hand on top of his and smile at him. He smiles back and it feels like all is right in the world again. From the corner of my eye, I can see Pansy with her arms crossed and brows furrowed, looking down at our hands. I get my bag and get up from the table. Draco gets up at the same time and gestures for me to lead the way. I wave goodbye to everyone and link arms with Draco as we head to Transfigurations together. Before we get to the classroom, he pulls me into an empty small hallway. I stand with my back against a wall and him standing in front of me with a concerned look on his face. We hold eye contact for a couple of seconds before he breaks the silence and asks if im okay. I nod, trying to hide that my heart is beating at about a thousand miles per second. My breath catches in my throat as Draco reaches out to caress my face and tuck my soft hair behind my ears. I take in his amazing smell, something like apple and cinnamon. He lingers in front of me for a couple more seconds and smiles and runs a hand through his hair and steps away from me. I calm my breathing down and walk to Professor McGonagall's classroom. I don't know what came over me, and what that was going on between us, but I liked it. Just thinking of it makes me have butterflies in my tummy. Seated in the classroom, I take a look to the other side of the classroom and watch Draco, who also stares back and winks. I turn my head around so fast and feel the blood rushing to my cheeks. Could he feel the same way or is it all in my head?
