Blackbird (draco malfoy)

5. She Lives In Daydreams With Me

Draco's POV:

Everytime I heard the harsh click-clack of heels down the stairs leading to the common room, my neck would snap up instantly hoping everytime it would be her eyes I would connect with.

It was only 6:15 now but I'm not so sure I can wait much longer, seeing all these happy couples together would make me happy you'd think as I would be in the same position in 15 minutes time and yet all it does is remind me of what I can never truly have. My act of rebellion tonight by ignoring my Father's order to take Pansy is in fact all this night can be: a one off sneak peek of what freedom feels like before I'm packaged together with Pansy for the rest of my life as per my Father's wishes. All I want is to make my own choices, find my own way but that will never be the case with Father still around who has my whole life planned out for me, constantly bombarding me with the next way I'm going to live my life. And, from what I've overheard over last summer back home, his control over my life is only going to become greater...

I'm sat on one of the sofas now leg pulsing up and down in hopes it'll shake off the odd sensation of nerves that seems to be rushing through my veins with every heartbeat and spreading through my lungs with every breath. In my right hand I clutch her gift desperately protecting it despite there being no immediate danger, I was just sitting in the common room after all. Why was I making such a big deal out of this? She probably doesn't care, I'll be lucky if she actually shows up to meet me after the way I acted towards her in study hall this afternoon. I just had to leave, I couldn't let her see me like that when I felt it looming in my chest. The pain that started in the centre of my chest and rapidly spread, tightening my lungs as it did was no stranger to me. The shortness of breath, the blurred eyes and overwhelming thoughts occur almost daily, often taking place behind the closed doors of whatever bathroom or broom cupboard was nearby.

Today ,however, I was through two attacks already (potentially three if she doesn't arrive soon) the first one being this morning when I saw Cedric lay his hands on her face, right where I've been wanting to lay mine.

I'd been watching them since he yanked her away , clearly disturbing her from her train of thought from the look on her face, which is what initially pissed me off, actually making my stomach turn and sending my thoughts spiralling.

6:20 now, she definitely wasn't going to show up.

It had been ten minutes since anyone at all had come down the stairs, even Crabbe and Goyle were long gone (without dates of course, I'm not convinced anyone at this school would reach that point of desperation). Maybe I should've just obeyed my Father, everything would've be so much easier then. Boring and maybe even borderline mind numbing, but easy.

*play song now*

My mind is so busy with all of my overflowing thoughts and yet I am so on edge that I jolt back up from the sofa when I somehow pick up the sound of the common room door turning. As the door opens, I catch glimpses of sparkly green material combined with the familiar sound of heels clicking when she at last fully enters the room.

I start at the bottom of her dress slowly scanning my way up taking in every last detail; her dress almost perfectly matches her eyes, right down to the specks of gold I admire so much inspiring the gold embellished flowers stitched into her dress.

My eyes reach her neckline now where a single delicate necklace in the shape of a pair of wings rests on her chest, I let out a small smirk as I think how perfectly my gift will accompany her outfit.

"Amused are we Draco?" she asks, raising her eyebrows at me.

I shake my head but the smile never leaves my face as I walk over to her, taking ahold of her hands to place her gift into them.

"Well open it then dumbass it's not there for you to gawk at all night" I joke, hiding my excitement.

"Jheeze someone's feeling eager tonight aren't we?"

"I can take it back if you don't want it"

"Alright! I'll open it if it means you're gonna stop freaking out". Relief that she is finally going to open her surprise is swiftly overwhelmed by the last part of her sentence -surely she hadn't caught onto my attacks already. I wasn't freaking out was I? However, there was no chance to linger on these questions as I watch her slowly unravel the paper, shooting my eyes up to see hers ,continually wanting to see her reaction.

Underneath the crisp tissue paper lay a golden hair pin shaped just like the little birdie of mine she loves to refer to me as.

"Draco I don't think I can take this from you" her fingers delicately tracing the outline of the little birdie.

"Well that's a shame because I'm not giving you a choice" I say, taking the pin out of her hand before I walk around her flowing dress to reach her hair. "Would you like it on the side or at the back?" I speak into her neck, letting out another smirk as goosebumps prickle down her side as I do so. Sensitive neck - I'll remember that.

"Back please" she shudders.

Softly I bring back two strands of her hair lightly curled at the bottom to the back securing them within the pin.

"How do I look?"

I spin back around to admire her again from the front , carefully bringing her hair from behind her ears after I do letting it cascade down her shoulders and then taking my hands down her arms slowly to hold hers.

"Angelic"

Her eyes shift to the clock dismissing my attempt at a compliment as she says "What a surprise you're making me late again. I do appreciate the gift but I'd appreciate it more if we made it to the Ball in time for the first dance"

Before I have a chance to express my disgust for dancing she cheekily smiles and grabs ahold of my hand ,whisking me away out of the common room and down the staircase towards the Ball, laughing (at me I assume) the whole way down.

Normally, I would've resisted but I allow myself to be pulled along , telling myself I'm only making the exception tonight with it being my last night of freedom afterall. But deep inside all I keep on thinking is:

Fucks sake this girl was going to be so bad for me...