I want you (Draco Malfoy Love story)

Chapter thirty-two

My heart dropped to my chest. This was knowledge i partially knew, but if it was never said out loud. I never had to face the facts. "H-h-h-harry, i, you" my words stuttered, i didn't know how to even get them out. Quickly Harry rusher closer his words in before mine "I know, we're just friends, but i can't hold this back anymore, i can't get you off my mind" suddenly Harry's rushed tone turned dejected and sad, "but i'm not on your mind, Draco is". His eyes turned to the brightly lit fire, my mind clustered and scrambled for anything. Any words at all. "Harry i love you too" the worst thing that could come out of my mouth, cake out. Quickly i corrected my sentence "You're my best friend, and you always have been, I don't love you any other way". Harry's eyes met mine, glossy and empty. "Harry how long have you felt like this" i stepped forward from the doorway. He looked down at his feet;back to the fire and back at my eyes, despair was written all over his face "A few weeks now, i realised when i first saw you with Draco, it was like hell. And as awful it is to say it, i was happy when he suddenly left you that one day" He was blurted. He looked at me completely disheartened, i didn't blame him. I know the way i felt when Draco was flirting with Daphne and it crushed me, as soon as i didn't have to see it anymore i felt relief like pain had been washed away. Harry paced across the room and threw himself down on the couch, he shuffled to the edge and had his head in his hands. Carefully i walked slowly to the couch and sat down gently next to him perching on the corner. "Harry" i placed my hand on his shoulder. He looked up at me tears welling up in his eyes, it broke my heart to see him to frustrated and in pain. "Harry it's ok, you're confused ok. There's a lot going on for you, you're worried about sirius, you have the tournament tomorrow. That's a lot of pressure" i spoke softly and cautiously "You don't love me Harry, you need to realise i'm not the only one supporting you". He collapsed his whole body into mine tears began streaming down him face, i could barley recognise his words as he spoke, his voice cracked and his breathe sucked in and out of his body "I'm so scared Lucy". I wrapped my arms around him tight, his whole body seemed to be trembling. My heart sobbed for him but i couldn't cry at his tears, i held them back in order to not upset him more. Gently i squeezed him a little tighter at the shoulders, his head laid on my chest "I know you're scared, but i believe in you, it's gonna be ok. I swear to you" . He seemed comforted at my words, he wiped away the tears with the back of his hands. The fire burned crackling and flicking; it was the only movement in the ever so still room. "You're always going to be my best friend Lu, i'm sorry that i love you like this, i wish i didn't want to be yours. But i do. But that's not what you want; i'll except that " His words were slow, i could feel his heart throbbing through his words "I'll get over you; i promise it". The room was silent other than the logs burning away and the hoot of an owl out of an open window. His body slumped on me still numb and heavy. It didn't feel right to move yet, i felt like i owed him some of my time. I know he loved me, i wish he didn't because i wasn't in love with him. But he was right, he will get over me. Christmas was close and for a month or so he can forget about me, about hogwarts, about the tournament and about pressure.

We both sat in silence for another hour or so. Harry finally lifted his numb body from being slumped over me; he apologised and i refused to accept it, instead i hugged him. He went to bed leaving me alone in the common room. I laid down on the couch and stared at the roof for a while, the fire began to die down. Slowly i began to shut my eyes hesitantly. Before long i was deep in sleep. My mind was black, and my body was heavy. The room was dark.

Yet again i woke up late still sprawled on the couch, multiple people had probably seen me on their way for breakfast. It wouldn't have surprised me if i went to the mirror and someone had wrote some kind of offensive quote on my forehead, to my surprise when i went to the mirror i was completely clear of any ink. Swiftly i got ready pulling on my blue jeans and a small black crop top paired with a oversized zip up jacket, i threw my comfiest pair of trainers on and left the bedroom. It felt like it had been forever since last weekend and if felt amazing to finally have a day where i have absolutely no lessons and absolutely no professors. I left the common room and swiftly made my way to the great hall where Hermione , Ron, Neville and Ginny were all sat at the table eating. I took my seat next to Ginny and joined the conversation. Hermione didn't pause as i sat but carried on completely "So you're sure it will work then Neville?". Neville nodded his head and began to explain something along the lines of Harry and hebology. I was too busy staring at the door way along with plenty more girls.

Draco Malfoy stood in the door way; a crisp clean black shirt cling to his body in all the right places; his trousers also black the only this separating the black shirt and pants was his clearly designer belt that wrapped around him; a black blazer sat upon his shoulders only his arms were not in it, somehow making the whole look a lot sexier in a cocky arrogant kind of way. I shifted my attention to his hands which were delicately dressed with three black, silver and grey band rings defining the vains in his hands. He leaned against the wall in his patent black shoes tossing a green apple up into the air and auctomatically catching it as though it was no effort at all. His hair messily sat on his head as he ran his fingers through it, Blaise and Crabbe were followed by him, a few gazes turned to Blaise but not nearly as many as Draco; unfortunately for Crabbe the only looks he was getting was when people looked past him to stare straight at Draco. There was a pit in my stomach, i felt sick watching all those wandering eyes look up and down his body. I didn't want anyone to take in his attractiveness other than me. But that would always be impossible, Malfoy men are known for their sheer good looks. Draco wasn't an exception, if anything he looked godly compared to how his father looked in school. I was still busy staring him up and down that i didn't hear Ginny in the background "Lucy-Lu" . Quickly i switched my attention to her, "Yea Gin?". She smiled at me, Ginny had always been a sweet girl that smiles at you in the corridor even if you don't know her; but trust me when i say don't get on her wrong side, she's a powerful witch. "Have you seen Harry since yesterday at diner?" she questioned me, suddenly i felt guilty for seeing him and the whole situation imprinted back into my mind. "Ehh- no- yes, i saw his last night before bed" I stared down at my plate forcefully making no eye contact with anyone of them. Ginny's voice sounded peppy and cheerful, "Oh we were wondering because when Neville and i saw him this morning he seemed rushed and frustrated, guess it's just the pressure of the competition". I nodded my head and continued to pick at my food.

Draco had moved from the door way to the Slytherin table, eyes followed where he moved. I could hear a group of Ravenclaw girls behind me chatting about him. "He's so perfect" "It's the bad guy energy" "Id let him do anything to me" There was an array of giggles "I'm going to try make my move at tomorrow nights party" one of the girls said so loudly i'm convinced Draco could hear at the other side of the room. Another Ravenclaw replied "Yea you and every other girl". Jealousy tinted my blood black. I couldn't stand to hear anyone talk about him like that. I didn't want anyone to look at him, or talk about him or want him. Because i want him. Forcefully i pushed my plate forward and stood from the table causing a slam on my knees from how fast i stood, probably making a scene. I heard Ron and Hermione speaking to me, but i couldn't hear their questions. My hearing was blocked by whisperings of Draco. I frantically looked around the room my heart pounding and began to pace out of the great hall.'The only thing that caught my eye was him. Draco. He is the only thing i see.

Smoothly he slid out from the table and calmly walked after me out of the hall. My feet carried my away from the whispers, the torture. I turned the corner of the door way and pushed my back against the wall. A large panting breath left my body, i felt my heart racing. What is this feeling? what has he done to me? With that thought Draco came round the corner a worried expression on his face. "Bellamy, what the fuck was that. Has one of the filthy little Gryffindors said something?" He urged coming closer brushing a the hair out of my face. I frowned at him, luckily he corrected himself "Sorry Gryffindors aren't filthy" he rolled his eyes. My heart pounded in my chest, his eyes faded to a dark concerned as though he could hear the beating through my chest. "Draco i hate it, i don't understand this feeling. They're talking about you, about how you look and how they want you. I can't stand it. You're not theirs and they all want you to be" i blurted our frustrated. I expected him to pull me close and tell me it's ok but instead i received a cocky smirk. "You're jealous bellamy" my name curled off his tongue as though he had been practicing how to say it for years. "You want me, you're panicking that they want me too" he was loving every minute of torment i was going through. He took a step closer boxing me between the wall and his body. I relaxed yet tensed my entire body, his breathe was hot on my neck as he moved closer. "I-i-i am not panicking" i stuttered struggling to get any words out at all. His smile was boyish and cocky, the sexy arrogant side of Draco stared down at me with his eyes. His eyes were everywhere taking in every inch of me, and i let him. "You're jealous" he said cockily. Before i had change to argue his lips crashed against mine dramatically. His arms wandered onto the bare skin of my waist, he pulled himself close to me. His lips were erupting into mine, i felt dangerous when i was with him. He was dangerous. He pulled away and whispered into my ear leaving his hot breath on my neck "You're mine Bellamy". Draco Malfoy was dangerous.