Lost - draco malfoy

nine

- Familiar by Agnes Obel -

Draco

So, he finally asked her.

I had landed myself in another detention after talking back to McGonagall in Transfiguration class. I couldn't help myself, she has such an insufferable bias towards Potter and all the Gryffindors. I was late for dinner and on my way to the Great Hall when I heard Silvering talking to Blackwater, I hid in one of the corridors.

"Look I'm sorry I haven't talked to you in awhile. I was just... nervous. I didn't want to be rejected. I like you." I heard Silverling say. I knew that git would eventually ask her, he would've been an absolute idiot if he didn't. A bit pathetic how he did it though. You shouldn't keep a girl like her waiting.

I still greatly despised her, but somehow I hadn't been able to get her unbearable presence out of my head. She was different, she wasn't afraid of me. She challenged me, as much as I hated it when she did. 

I hated that I couldn't forget the image of her eyes in my head. They were an intense hazel with flecks of emerald green. It was her eyes that gave her away, when she was content, they were warm, lively and sparkled with joy. And when she was unsettled, they were dark and dim. It was hard to forget those eyes when they contrasted so greatly to her creamy white porcelain skin, you would think she was a ghost if it wasn't for the warmth of her eyes and her dark brown hair. You could see the wave in the strands of her hair reflect the light around her. 

She was so different to me, she was innocent and pure. And I was the opposite of that. 

The only thing we had in common, was our sarcasm and distaste for each other.

"I'm glad you asked me."

I wondered why she didn't tell him she returned his feelings. 

Good. It's not like I cared. But, he was a pompous dick. And as insufferable as she was, I knew that she deserved better than him.

Bella

The lake's shoreline was completely covered by snow. There were days when I wished to be inside in the warm, with my hands wrapped around a cup of hot cocoa talking with my friends. But today, the cold wintry sun had called me outside. The lake was frozen over and I was walking down the shoreline, breathing in the fresh cold air. I had used my headband to keep all my hair out of my face so my skin could embrace the wintry air.

"Blackwater, what the hell are you doing out here? It's bloody freezing"

Of course, it was Draco. Nobody else called me by my last name. 

He was walking towards me, with his arms crossed, trapping in the warmth of his body. 

"I could ask you the same thing" I asked, I was confused why he was out here. Clearly, the cold bothered him more than it did me. 

He gazed towards the frozen lake, ignoring my question. "Just on a walk, not that it's any of your business. What are you doing?" "I like the cold" I smiled, joining his gaze towards the lake. He studied my face for a few seconds, "You're a weird girl Blackwater" 

"Everyone's weird, Malfoy" "If you mean you and all your pathetic Gryffindor friends, you'd be right." He was just standing in front of me, with his arms still crossed looking amongst the frozen lake into the distance. 

"Do you need something? Why are you talking to me?" I frowned. He returned his gaze to me, "Maybe I enjoy talking to you, ever thought about that?" he smirked, cocking an eyebrow. "I had a funny feeling, considering you're always finding ways to talk to me" I retorted, smirking back at him. An uneasy look suddenly washed over his face. "You wish" He frowned at me, "I'm wasting my time here, talking to you". He shoved past me and trudged away in the sludge of the snow.

He was pissed off, which I didn't understand. It looked like something I said struck a nerve. But I thought we were just joking, and I've said a lot worse to him.

Being back here on the lake brought back the memory of the way he had looked at me and the way he had glanced down at my lips, twice. I was angered by this, I thought I had forgotten about it.

Before I even had the time to think about it and possibly stop myself, I blurted out "What was that all about the other week?" 

He stopped still in his tracks, but he didn't turn around. 

"You looked at me...weirdly. In - In a way you never have before. I just can't stop thinking about it. I don't even know what I'm saying right now, but I... I don't know..." I stammered. Wow. I definitely should not have said that. I felt like such a fool. He probably didn't even look at me in any way. I was definitely overthinking it. 

Why was I overthinking about Draco Malfoy?

It took a few moments for him to turn around, it was like he was thinking about what to say. "So you've been thinking about me, have ya?" he smirked, walking back towards me. 

I felt every bone in my body tense up, but I had already said what I said. I couldn't shy away now. "Malfoy. Both of the times you've talked to me out here, you looked at me in a way you never have before. I'm not sure what it was... but it happened" 

He took a step closer to me and frowned, "I think you're mistaken" I took a step closer to him, and we were so close I could feel his warm breath on my face. "Am I?" For once, he looked vulnerable, with a look of uncertainty on his face.

"It wouldn't matter even if you weren't."

I wasn't sure what he meant by that. Did he just admit that he knew the look he gave me? The energy between us had changed. Something felt... different. 

He began to walk away. But I didn't want him to. And I didn't know why. I still despised him and the way he saw the world... We were so different.

"Wait. Drac - Malfoy. Wait"

He quickly turned around, his vulnerability was still painted all over his face. He had never been easy to read before, but  It was like he had been expecting me to call out and stop him. I had never seen him look so vulnerable. "I - I don't hate you. By the way". I expected him to smile, but he frowned at me.

"You should."