Dior Sauvage (Draco x Reader)

Protection

Okay so currently Harry is winning instead of Jack by about 10 votes. So I'm pretty sure Jack is going to remain just a close friend and Harry...well you'll see later on. Also, no Draco is not going to die, he is and always will be endgame. Back to the story!

I woke up in a soft bed. The light filtered through the window. As I understood my surroundings, I frantically took my left arm out of the sheets. I saw red burn marks in the shape of snake, but no dark mark. I sighed, flopping back into my pillow.

I heard a knock. They didn't bother waiting for me to say anything and strode inside. Their gray eyes locked in on mine, flitting slightly to my arm, then back up to me. Draco sat at the edge of the bed. None of us said anything. Finally, he spoke up, "Dinner's ready." I looked at him. "I'm not going down there again." I told him. He nodded, "I'll bring it up." He said but made no effort to getting up. "Why didn't the Dark Mark work on me?" I asked. He shrugged. "The Dark Lord thinks that you may have a similar protection charm to what Harry has...love. And that's what prevented from the Dark Mark forming on your skin." He explained. "Who loves me that much?" It was more of a question for myself, but Draco answered, "I- I don't know." More awkward silence. Finally, I couldn't hold it in anymore.

"WHY. Why did you bring me here?" I asked.

"Because I wanted to keep-"

"-Me safe? Draco, how the hell is this safe? We are amidst death eaters and fricking Voldemort himself-"

"You'd be in much more danger at Hog-"

"-Oh yeah, now that Dumbledore's gone, all thanks to your plans-"

"I was trying to protect you!" He said, raising his voice and standing up. "I didn't kill Dumbledore." He made his way to the door.

"But would you have?" Silence. He stood still, one hand on the doorknob. "You asked me to trust you, Draco. You asked me to believe you. And I did! Blindly! And THIS is where it's gotten me!" Now that I had started there was no stopping my rant.

"I took your word for it. You kept saying you were 'protecting' me. You didn't give me any explanations and YET I still followed you. Ever since I've been with you there's been one problem after another. You make mistakes, but I understand, I FORGIVE you. I DEFEND you in front of everyone who says we shouldn't be together. Because I KNOW this isn't the real you. I've gone against my friends, even my own family for you. Do I regret it? No. Because no matter how hard I try and stay away from you I can't. I- I love you Draco Lucius Malfoy, but unfortunately for me, loving you is a losing game."

Continued silence.

Draco left the room, closing the door behind him, not saying a word. My dinner did come, but Draco did not bring it. I ate in silence as the guilt crept up. Maybe I had said too much. I should've at least heard his point of view before blasting at him like that. After eating, despite my lack of appetite, I walked to the door. Before I opened it, I heard a sob from the room over. I had forgotten Draco's room was right next to mine. I put my ear closer to the door.

He was definitely crying. I took a deep breath and opened the door. I saw him lying on the bed. I don't think he noticed me come in. I sat on the bed and he stopped crying. He was faced away from me, so I put a hand on his back. He turned over, trying to wipe his tears in the process. His eyes were bloodshot, hair disheveled, and gray eyes broken.

It broke me to see him like this.

"Did you need anything?" He asked. He thought I hadn't noticed his crying. I decided to keep it that way. "Yeah, I couldn't sleep" I lied. "I was wondering if I could sleep with you?" He smiled, making space for me on the bed and opening up the blanket for me to crawl in. I snuggled into his chest and felt his arms wrap around me. I knew he was grateful and needed this but would never ask for it. My breath shallowed and Draco's must've thought that I was asleep. He softly whispered, "I love you." And I smiled internally.

---Draco's POV---

I felt her come in and instantly scoot in close. I wrapped my arms around her. I hope she hadn't seen me crying. I was grateful that she was here. I truly didn't deserve her. She had every right to yell at me and hate me, yet here she was.

"I love you." I whispered.

I knew my love was strong enough to protect her from getting the Dark Mark, my plan had worked. Now I could only hope that it was strong enough to protect us from what was about to come.