Filthy ; Draco Malfoy

1 5 D A Y S

Hey guys-
Last chapter was difficult, and I apologize to those who felt uncomfortable while reading MANHOOD. It was to spotlight the root of the problem; it's what formed who he is in the book.
Everything will start making sense.

And for those who always dreamt of Lucille and Lorenzo-.

Without further adieu, I present to you...

1 5  D A Y S | VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED

lucille granger

15 days. 15 days and I was still hurting.

I weaved sweaters with Mrs. Weasley.

Planted with Hermoine.

Played quidditch with Ron and George.

Lit things on fire with Harry.

Sketch pretty things on parchment with Ginny.

Anything. I did anything to forget.

I did anything to rid the bitterness in my throat.

But it stayed.

It lingered.

Like fire whiskey.

I slept.

Woke up.

Ate.

Slept.

Woke up.

Ate.

Slept.

"It's the gingerbread men," a hoarse voice crept up the stairs.

An annoying smirk grew across my face as I turned over to see George and Ron with ridiculous hats on.

I couldn't help but laugh.

"Get up! Get up! Get up!" Ron chanted, as him and George jumped around the room.

"Oi! Don't make me get up there and hit the both of you's!" Mrs. Weasley shouted from below.

George and Ron's eyes widened as they looked at each other

They settled down and sat on the black futon, facing me.

I sat up and yawned, stretching my back.

"What's the agenda today, Weasleys," I beamed.

"You mean your agenda?" George raised his eyebrows.

"You have a visitor downstairs," Ron teased, "And he brought an unnecessary amount of potted flowers."

Who in the bloody hell could that be?

"It's best if you hurry before Hermoine makes him leave," George jeered.

Immediately, I ran down the many stairs.

After what felt like 58 stories, I finally reached the dining room.

There I saw Lorenzo sharing a cup of tea with Hermoine, Harry, Ginny, and Mrs. Weasley.

"Enzo," I breathed.

He looked up from the chair and smiled a cheeky smile.

Without hesitation, I ran towards him as he got up from his chair.

I opened my arms and wrapped them around his body.

I couldn't help myself.

His arms hugged around me tightly.