attitude ( with draco malfoy )

nine

I woke up, alone. He wasn't there. Draco wasn't there. He's gone, and he's left. What if he regretted last night. omg! I'm a terrible person. Oh god I have to go and find him.
I ran so fast that I nearly tripped over my own feet. We weren't supposed to go out of our common rooms due to Hogwarts being on lockdown.

But I didn't care. I needed to find Draco and that's all that matters, I don't care if I get caught or anything like that because...  I only want Draco.

The last place I haven't looked yet was the Slytherin common room. I barged through the door almost breaking it.

I went into dracos room to find him sat on the floor crying. I ran over to him and hugged him so tight it felt like I couldn't breathe.

'Draco, are you alright.' I asked with so much passion.

'M- my mother.' Draco stuttered. I could tell he was really upset cause he was struggling to talk.

'What about your mother.' My heart was beating so fast, I knew something happened to his mum I could tell from his eyes.

'My father killed her because she betrayed him  to protect me. She was only protecting me and then he went and killed her. I saw it with my own eyes.' He screamed out. I wanted to let him get all of his anger out so I took him somewhere special if you want to call it that.

I know it's bad to do this but.. I took Draco malfoy to the forbidden bit in the library, no teacher or student goes in there I'm the only one who goes in there. It's like my own hiding spot.

'Thank you.' Said Draco

'Thank you for what?' I asked I didn't exactly know why he said thank you.

'Thank you for never giving up on me and giving me a chance. Nobody ever gives me a chance and you kind of remind me.. of how my mother acted.' I was shocked I felt like he really liked me. I've never felt this feeling before.. but now I have.

Before Draco could say anything else I crashed my lips on his once again. It was magical, and so passionate I'm sorry but I loved it.

(This is now dracos point of view)

Isabella's lips crashed on mine, it was so fucking delightful. Her lips tasted like cherry's and all kinds of fruit. She was so delicious I could eat her, but not like that. She was perfect for me.. I think that I love her. But.. I can't tell her that cause if I do she'll run away and I don't want that to happen I'm going to have to fake my feelings for her and pretend that I don't like her the way I do and keep it a secret.