Cold Hands

Chapter 4: Daises.

As you sat down at your desk, getting ready for the dreadful day ahead of you, you picked at the tips of your fingers. Potions had always been a class you were naturally good at.

Your attention else where, you failed to notice someone had sat next to you. 

You suddenly felt someone tug on your robe sleeve, almost pulling you out of your chair. 

"Hey watch it-" You responded, but quickly shut up when you saw a blonde haired boy glaring down at you.

"I think you have something of mine. Wouldn't want me to start calling you mudblood and a thief." He whispered through gritted teeth.

"Oh but maybe i would. What did I steal? Your heart?"" You teased, making him even more pissed. 

He snatched your right hand, examining it.

"Look, if you wanted to hold my hand so badly.. You could have just asked." You winked at him, laughing.

"Shut up. Where is it." 

Pulling yourself together, you straightened yourself in your chair. 

"I've no idea what your talking about, Malfoy. You must be going crazy. You should go see a nurse."

This was too fun.

He scoffed and sat back as well. He surprised you when he didn't get up and sit with his group of boneheads.

"Um.. are you going to leave?" You questioned.

"Nope. Not until you give me what's mine." He made an annoying face and chuckled to himself.

You glared at him before facing the front of the classroom. 

"Are you two finally getting along?" Blaise cheered, sitting on the opposite side of your desk.

"They wish." Draco grinned, winking at you.

You simply gave him the finger, still staring at Snape.

The class was more boring than usual, like you were anticipating.. However every time you'd glance Draco's way, he'd be intently staring at you. It didn't last long though, he was looking the other way before you could even blink. 

"Pst, Y/n." Blaise whispered. 

Looking over, you were greeted by Blaise passing you a note, smiling.

You grabbed the note, looking at him with a questionable expression before opening it.

Meet me by the lake after dinner?- Blaise

You bit your lip trying to hold back a chuckle. You looked at Blaise, to see him fiddling with his thumbs. You nodded your head, giving him a grin. As you turned back to your desk, you saw the note was gone. 

You heard a scoff come from the other side of you.

Draco held the note in his hands, reading it over and over. 

"Draco, give it back." You sighed, reaching for it.

He quickly pulled it away, making you miss. Grabbing at it once more, you felt yourself fall. Had he pulled you? No, he wouldn't. 

You quickly found yourself on the floor, on your knees to be exact. Your body flushed pink as you also realized your face was right in front of Draco's legs. You pushed yourself back, reaching for your chair.

"Oops." Draco smirked, seeing you flustered. 

You had opened your mouth to say something, but before you could let out a sound, the bell rang.

Dinner.

 Blaise hadn't shown to dinner, leaving you to eat alone. It didn't worry you too much, you were much more focused on what was happening after dinner anyways.

Picking at your food, you felt the pit in your stomach grow. You'd never gone to the lake with anyone before, especially not a boy. What if you made it awkward? What if he tried to kiss you? Would you kiss him back? 

You finished up your dinner and made your way out of the Great Hall. 

Draco's eyes watching you the whole time.

You hadn't been to the lake in so long, and it brought back memories you were not willing to bring up. You sat at the shore by yourself for a long time, waiting for Blaise to show, but he never did. He stood you up, you thought. As you started to stand up, you felt a hand on your shoulder.

"Bloody hell Blaise, you made me sit out here alone like a moron." You huffed, not bothering to see who's hand it belonged to. 

"Aw, your boy toy stood you up? I'm not surprised. This place is rubbish.. for a date i mean." You quickly turned your body to see Draco sitting down next to you. "It is nice at night, i must admit."

"You are such a stalker." You grinned, settling back down into the sand. 

"And you're a thief." Draco chuckled, but quickly forcing a stern face. 

"You know, you don't have to act so tough all the time. Doesn't it get tiring?" You glance at him, his expression changing for just a second.

"I could say the same about you, mudblood." He spat.

You sighed, staring at the night sky.

"I'm uh.. I'm sorry Blaise stood you up. I can talk to him tomorrow if you'd like." Draco said, turning to face you.

Shaking your head, you smile.

"Don't worry, i'm sure he just got caught up on homework or something." You laugh it off, hiding the fact that it did bother you deep down.

Draco stared at you.

"I don't get you. You always see the good in people. I just don't get it." He shook his head, still staring at you. 

Was that a compliment? Did Draco Malfoy just compliment you?

Shrugging, you turned to face him.

"Here.. I'm sorry for being a jerk earlier. This is probably sentimental or something." You held out your hand and slipped his ring off your finger, holding it out to give to him.

Draco rolled his eyes. 

"Keep it. To be honest.. it really does suit you more then it ever suited me." He squeezed your hand shut, gently pushing it back to your side. 

When his hand held yours, only for a second, you felt safe. Safe to be yourself around him. Only for a second.

Was he leaning closer to you? 

"Y/n? Are you still out here?" Blaise's voice echoed through the woods. 

You both turned in shock.

"Yeah, I'm still here!" You shouted back.

You saw Blaise emerge from the wood line, flowers in hand.

"Oh thank god. I am so, so sorry! Really I am..." Blaise blabbered on, apologizing profusely.

Turning back to Draco, you felt a piece of your heart break when you saw that he wasn't there. 

"Thank you for the flowers. They're beautiful. It's almost curfew though... we should head back." You said quietly, looking at the bouquet of daises.

"Wait!" Blaise grabbed on your arm, pulling you closer to him. "I wanted to show you something.."