Always. (A Draco Malfoy Story)

Are you sure?

We slept through the day. By the time I woke up, the sun had already set.

Draco was still asleep, which makes sense cause he pretty much did all the work. Maybe I could just be a pillow princess... I wouldn't mind that.

I made sure to get off of the bed as softly as possible, I didn't want to disturb him. I took a quick shower, changed into clean clothing, then headed downstairs.

I grabbed a drink from our fridge when I thought I heard someone drop in through the fireplace. I shut the fridge door close and crept my way to the living room.

"Joy?"
That's not... what the hell?

I ran into the living room, "...Snape? Why are you in my house?"

Snape glided over to me. "Your Father asked me to check in on you and Mr. Malfoy." I took a step back, and thought 'Draco is naked and in my room.'

Snape looked up the stairs, "Where is... Mr. Malfoy?" I quickly replied, "He's sleeping!" Snape raises his eyebrows as he turns to me. I nervously chuckled, "Best to not... disturb him." Snape furrowed his eyebrows but then nodded and walked away from the stairs.

Now, Draco just needs to not leave my room butt naked.

I followed Uncle Snape who walked towards our bookcase, "So... did Father say anything else?" I was desperate for any type of news from him or Mother.
Snape shook his head, "Nothing that should concern you yet..." He pulled out an old edition of a Potions book, "...but she is safe." I gasped, "Really?!" He nods. I let go of a breath I didn't know I was holding. 'Mother was safe. Thank Salazar.'

"I actually wanted to speak with you," Snape shut the Potions book and placed it back into the shelf, "about what happened in my office."
I took a seat on our couch, "Ok... what about it?"

"Do you know what slithered under your skin that day?" My head dropped down and I began to fiddle with my fingers. I softly replied, "The Dark Mark."
He goes on, "So you know your visions and nightmares aren't a coincidence then?" I nod, but add on, "I don't know what they mean though." Snape sighs, "Joy, Voldemort is getting stronger everyday. If you are having visions of Voldemort, then you are playing a role into his future. He thinks he can benefit off of you."

I start to think to myself, 'What the bloody hell could he want with me?'

Snape and I were both interrupted by the sound of a door opening. I looked to the second floor and saw Draco hovering over the railing, thankfully clothed.
He was rubbing his eyes to adjust to the lighting coming from the living room. He opened his eyes and saw Snape and I sitting, "Snape? What are you doing here?" Draco quickly made his way down the stairs and joins us.

"Sleeping... in the middle of the day?" Draco and I looked at each other. "Yeah... it's called napping, ever heard of it?" I answered him. Snape looked at the both of us before changing the subject.

"Times are changing, and fast. You two still need to be careful, am I clear?" We both nod at Snape's warning. Snape stood up from the couch, "I must go now. If you need anything, you know how to reach me." I smile and nod at Snape as he walked towards the fireplace.
He took a handful of floo powder, announced, "Cokeworth" and disappeared from our sight.

Draco leaned down to me to ask, "You think he knows we...?" I nodded, "Probably." We both looked at each other before bursting out laughing.

-

The night went on with Draco and I watching a movie in the living room. We cuddled on the couch while the movie continued to play.
I could feel Draco staring at me so I asked, "Why do you stare so often? It's rude, you know." Without missing a beat, Draco replied, "I love you."

My eyes widened at his words. I muted the screen, turned to him and said, "You what?"

Draco was just smiling at me, "I said I love you."

I stared at him in shock. I nervously chuckled, "...Are you sure? You can't take that back, you know." He just nods and continued to smile, "I'm sure. I love you."

"You're not just saying that because we had sex?" He shakes his head, "I knew I loved you even before then." I continued to stare at him, utterly dumbfounded. He goes on, "You don't have to say it back. I just wanted—" I cut him off and kissed him before he could say another word. I pulled myself off of him before letting him know...

"I love you too."