sacrifices pt.2

summer break

we arrived at hogsmeade, hand in hand. it almost felt like we were back in the past.
'well, i guess we'll just have to see what the future holds, and what i decide to tell you.'
his words flooded my mind.
this was the future. a whole year.
"have you decided to tell me yet?" i asked him, finally breaking our silence. he let go of my hand abruptly. "pardon?" he asked me. he gave me an awfully confused look. he genuinely had no idea what i was talking about.
"on the train," i explained, "when you said that we had to see what the future holds, and what you decide to tell me." his posture softened and his eyes flashed with almost..regret.
"well, yes i do think i've decided on something." he concluded. this was it. does he love me? "but i don't think i'm going to tell you just yet." he said, winking flirtatiously. we both knew the answer.
god, how i've missed this. i grabbed his hand back and smiled. i loved this boy and id sacrifice anything for him.

dracos pov
her words struck me. i doubted she'd remember the words i spoke to her in sixth year, but she did. even i had forgotten about that. but she was y/n. she'd never forget.
it may seem silly, but this is the girl i wanted to be with. she's the one who makes me happy. she saves me. without her, i'd truly be nothing. and as much as i'd love to tell her all these things, i still have a feeling that she doesn't feel the same way about me. i didn't want to go too fast on this relationship, though. i didn't want her to get suspicious because, after all, i'm doing this for the dark lord.
no. no you're not. you're doing this for yourself.
but am i?

y/n's pov
"let's go to madam puddifoots tea shop." i said.
"of course, anything you want, darling." he responded.
my heart beat furiously against my rib cage. my throat became dry and my head was spinning. he hadn't called me his 'darling' in quite a while.
see, this is what i'm talking about. the slightest things he does, gets me knocked up.

we walked to the tea shop and stepped inside.
"y/n?" i heard a familiar voice ask. i turned around to see missy carrow. wow, she looked different. her face matured, she'd grown a few inches, and had some freckles spotted around her cheeks. "missy..?" i stuttered. shit. she told me to stay away from draco and so did harry-
"y/n!" another familiar voice shouted. i whipped my head around, only to reveal harry and ginny standing together, hand in hand. my guy wrenched. i shuddered. way to go, y/l/n. you really fUcked it up this time. "h-hey guys, how are you doing?" i asked, glancing over at draco. his posture had stiffened and his lips were pursed. he looked down at me and parted his lips as if he were about to say something. he quickly shut them and turned his attention back to harry. "y/n..i thought i told you to stay away from malfoy." harry grunted. malfoy, however, took this to offense. he ripped his hand away from mine rapidly. "and whys that, potter?" he fumed, "want to steal my girlfriend whilst you've got your own, aye?" he retorted sassily. ginny scowled, and harry stepped in front of her protectively. "no. that is definitely not why." he said, glaring at draco, then fixing his stare on me. he narrowed his eyes and said, "very well. i warned you, y/n. don't come crying to me when your psychotic boyfriend tried to fucking kill you." he seethed through his gritted teeth. i was in shock. the harry potter had just called draco psychotic and said he was going to murder me. draco would never! would he? i stumbled back, falling into a chair. i looked down feeling dizzy. by the time i looked back up, ginny and harry were gone. i noticed dracos mouth wide open in shock. "draco," i said as calmly as i could, "i-i know the truth." i said, not daring to look into his eyes. "what?" he outraged. "i have no idea what you and potter are talking about. and- and he said i was going to k-kill you and he called me..."
"draco, it's okay." i said, holding my arms out for him. he sat next to me, still in my grasp. i stroked his hair and murmured sweet nothings. he looked up at me.
i noticed a few wrinkles on his forehead, his bloodshot eyes, dark bags underneath his eyes, and scars along his cheeks. god, this boy was broken and i needed to fix him.
suddenly, i noticed a tear run down his cheek. i used my thumb to wipe it away and placed my hand on his cheek.
out of instinct, i pulled his face to mine, my lips meeting his. sparks filled the room and i shuddered. i remembered the last kiss we had. it was in the astronomy room. this boy was the only person i needed. i wanted to run away with him, away from all these problems and bad things happening. i wanted to hold him forever, telling him everything is going to be alright.
he's just a boy.
we parted from each other, dumbfounded. he looked at me and smirked. he's mine. he's my draco malfoy.
he picked up my trembling hand and softly squeezed it three times; 'i love you.'
i squeezed his hand back four more times.

'i love you more.'