You wake up in the infirmary with an iv in your arm and Draco is asleep in a chair right by your bed.
"what the-" You get cut off by a nurse
"you passed out in your dorm, Mr. Malfoy carried you up here" she says as she gestures to the bright blonde boy that you hate with a passion, that's asleep in the chair beside your bed. Why was he here? You felt butterflies in your stomach but decided to shrug them off as symptoms. But when you look down, you are covered with his robes. Did he cover me with them? You see him starting to wake up so you fake sleep. You wouldn't dare be caught staring at the Slytherin Prince. You can hear the rustling of his clothes as he stands up. How bad you wanted to open your eyes. NO Get that out of your head Ensudure! You lay as still as possible making sure not to let him know you are awake as you hear him move around. Without warning, you feel soft, yet subtle lips kiss your forehead. Was that MALFOY?!! You pretend to stretch and let out a few groans to "wake up".
"Oh hi," Malfoy says. He clearly wasn't expecting you to wake this early.
"Am i- am i in Mungos??" you act surprised.
"No" he replies with a slight laugh.
"Just the infirmary. They contemplated taking you to Mungo's but you only had a slight concussion, and you had some dehydration."
"Nothing else right?" You say with a bit of worry in your voice, the worry that he, and everyone else, would find out that you haven't been eating. You began to feel extremely self-conscious, you knew that since you were here people may begin to see that something was wrong. They might see that you haven't had anything but an apple or two in days, but you look down, and see the soft Slytherin robes that have been draped upon you, and remember no one can see you, or at least you hope. You push away the thought and look back at Malfoy, why is he staring at me? Did he know? no, that'd be silly, or would it? Would it really be so stupid for you to think someone liked you? Or maybe it was the thought of believing Malfoy liked you?
"um Malfoy?? You there" you seem to snap him out of the haze.
"What?" he said with a sour, yet brutal tone
"Geez nevermind"
"no '' he sighed "wait," im sorry. What's up?'' Did he, Draco Malfoy, say SORRY to ME? I must've heard him wrong. I had to have. Right?
"It's fine, you can forget it" you say with a slight smile to somewhat convince him.
"Okay fine" He walks off, forgetting his robes, but you don't say anything. You wrap the robes around your hands and pull them close, inhaling his scent, his strong cologne, with just a hint of apple and mint. You couldn't help but think to yourself how good he smelled. SNAP OUT OF IT, anyone but Draco Malfoy, not Draco, not Draco. I will NOT fall for him. mother would be sure to disown me...
