Cold Hands

Chapter 13: The Start.

You decided to get cozy in his bed since he probably wasn't going to let you off the hook any time soon. His bed was much more comfortable than yours, and it pissed you off.

Why does he always have to have better stuff then you?

"Why is he so god damn perfect?!" You rolled onto your stomach and screamed into his pillow. "Even his pillow smells good."

"Who are you talking to, Mudblood?" Draco questioned making you snap your head in his direction.

You instantly felt your face turn pink as you saw him.

His hair was wet, water droplets dripping every so often onto his white T-shirt. 

"You- You just got in the shower-" You blinked your eyes repeatedly, hoping that you were hallucinating. 

"Unlike you," he ran his ringers through his hair, making a strand fall in front of his face. "I don't take dreadfully long showers."

"How do you know I-"

"Shut up. Did you drink the stupid water?" He walked over to your side and picked up the half empty water bottle.

You cursed under your breath and turned your body away from him.

"Common, y/n. Stop being difficult." He pulled at your shoulder, but you simply smacked his hand away. "Fine. Be that way. See how far it gets you."

"Draco. I feel like I'm dying, I can barley stand up, and you are really getting on my nerves so please stop the whole mommy act and I promise I will drink the freaking water." You snapped, sitting up on his bed. 

He stared at you for a second, shocked.

"Promise?" His voice came out as a whisper. 

"Yes Draco. I promise." 

"Good because I was getting tired of being nice to you." He said with a smug smile before plopping down next to you.

You let out a chuckle and you were surprised when he laughed along with you.

"You're an idiot." You said smiling.

"And you're cute. I mean- like in a frog kinda way, i guess." He looked away from you, covering his eyes with his hand.

"In a frog way? I didn't know frogs could be considered cute." You examined a frog figurine that sat on a window frame next to a large brown wardrobe.

"You are so dense sometimes." He mumbled.

The room went quiet.

"Do you um.. Do you want to shower?" Draco stood up and held out his hand. "I got an extra towel out in case you needed to."

You nodded your head and grabbed his hand. He pulled you up and wrapped one of his arms around your waist. He then gently guided you to the bathroom before handing you the extra towel.

"If you need anything, just yell for me. I mean anything." Draco emphasized the second anything, making you giggle.

He rolled his eyes and left you alone in his gigantic bathroom.

You tried to shower as quickly as you could, not wanting to give Draco another reason to tease you.

You realized that he'd left you a pile of clothes as you stepped out of the shower. His clothes.

"As soon as i'm out of his site, i'm going straight to my dorm." You grumbled. 

You were struggling to get your undergarments on when you accidentally bumped something off of the counter. It made a loud bang as it collided with the floor.

Not even a second later, Draco bursts through the door, screaming your name.

"Oh my god!" He screamed.

He stood in the door way. You both stared at each other with wide eyes, neither of you saying a word.

"Oh my god!" You repeated.

You slammed the door in his face, finding an over sized shirt and baggy shorts as fast as you could.

"Suddenly i'm the flash." 

You hurried back into Draco's room to find him pacing back and forth, mumbling to himself.

"Are you alright, Malfoy?" You walked over to his night stand and picked up your phone.

"Me? Oh I'm doing fine. Does it seem like something's wrong? I didn't do any-"

You placed your pointer finger against his lips to quiet him.

"Can you stop talking? My head's starting to hurt again." You tried your best to sound bored.

"But what about.." He trailed off.

"About what? Did something happen?" You glared at him, trying to get him to take a hint. "You know what, I'm going to go to my dorm now. Thanks for all the help, ferret boy."

You waited for him to move out of your way, but instead he stood perfectly still.

"Malfoy." You waved a hand in front of his face.

That seemed to snap him out of it.

"Oh um, yeah." He managed to mumble a few words.

You saw the way he stared at your body. The way you had fit into his clothes. 

"My eyes are up here, ferret boy." You tried to hold back your laughter as you stepped past him.

Leaving his room, you cupped your face in your hands. 

Today couldn't get any more embarrassing.

You walked into the common room and rolled your eyes as soon as you saw Pugsy and Mr. perv sitting on the couch chatting.

"Maybe you should get clothes that fit you." Pansy sneered as she glared at you.

"Maybe you should get a new nose, the one you have right now doesn't quite fit your face." You gave her a fake smile while tilting your head.

"No way! They're wearing Draco's clothes!" Blaise stood up, clapping his hands. "Let me guess. He got with you then kicked you out?"

"Would I be wearing his clothes if he kicked me out, dumbass?" 

Pansy stomped passed you, bumping into your shoulder as hard as she could. 

Blaise followed after her. He stopped as he reached your side though.

"I think you'd look so much better in my clothes, my daisy." He whispered.

His voice made your skin crawl.

"You wish." You cringed as he snickered and walked past you.

This was the start of something. Something you weren't ready for. In fact, no one was ready for it. Not even me, the person writing this damn story.