Always. (A Draco Malfoy Story)

Settling In.

(A/N: Oct. 20, 2020 Hello readers! 💕 Now that Joy/Rosie is at Hogwarts, I realized it's possibly going to be difficult to dictate whose view you're reading from. I'm first going to try without labeling the POV for this chapter, but if it's confusing... please LMK and I will gladly include labels that will tell you who's POV you're reading from! Thanks for all your help! 😘)

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I enter the Great Hall and I see that all eyes are on me. I take a deep breath in and begin to walk down the center of the hall, all eyes following me down with every step I make.

Snape joins Headmaster Dumbledore from behind the front table to the podium and helps me into my new school robes. The students politely applaud. I could feel Snape's eyes on me so I look back at him, he slyly darts his eyes to one side of the hall where I see a blonde boy not paying attention. I nod at Snape, acknowledging what his intentions were and he escorts me over to the Slytherin table.

We walk to the students that were surrounding Malfoy, I'm guessing his friends. Good for him, he actually has friends.

"Miss Greengrass?" Snape looks to the only girl in the group. She responds, "Yes, Professor?" He nudges me forward, "Meet your new roommate." I wave at her, "I'm Jo—" Snape pinches me, "—Rosie! I'm Rosie!" I smile at her, hoping she didn't catch that.
She smiles back, "Astoria Greengrass, but you can call me Tori." She scoots to the side and makes space for me to sit next to her. Snape leaves us and heads back to the front table.

Tori introduced me to the others, "This is..."

"Blaise Zabini."
"Vincent Crabbe."
"Gregory Goyle."
"Draco Malfoy."

I wave at them all, "Hi."
I keep my eyes on Malfoy, who seemed to be the only one who doesn't acknowledge my presence.

Dinner went on fine and I got to talk to Tori for a bit more. Apparently, she's never had a roommate until now, so she's very disappointed that she no longer has a private space to snog with Blaise, who she's been dating for a while now.
"Oh Draco!" Tori reaches over to Blaise who was holding a sweater for her. She tosses it to Malfoy's face, which causes him to snap back into current reality. He looks at the sweater and his eyes widen.
"I found it in my room. I don't know how it got there. Unless you've been shagging girls on the extra bed." She looks at me and mouths, 'I'm so sorry.' I giggle.

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He stares at the sweater. It's the sweater Joy used. The night she slept over. The night they had their first kiss. They were drunk sure, but it was still their first kiss. He remembers the Slytherin crest on the front and the letters 'MALFOY' on the back. It was his favorite sweater... that his favorite girl kept.

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Malfoy suddenly stands up, grasping the sweater in his hands and storms out of the Great Hall.
I scoff, "What's his deal?" Blaise shrugs his shoulders, "He's always like that. Don't mind him." I nod but still look back to Malfoy who has disappeared from sight.

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Draco ran straight to the astronomy tower, gripping the sweater even tighter than when he left the Great Hall. He reaches the top and began to softly sob. He sinks his back down against a wall until he's sitting on the ground. He cries into the sweater that reminds him of Joy. That reminds him that he's failing his task and he's no where closer than where he was when he first came back.

He sniffles and whispers into the sweater, "I miss you."

His tears fall down his face at the thought of his future with Joy slowly slipping away. He needs to finish fixing the cabinet... and soon.

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"Rosie!"

I'm walking out of the Great Hall with Tori and the rest as I turned as saw the trio waving me over. Blaise asks, "You... know them?" I nod, "I sat with them on the train. I'll catch up with guys later." Their faces all looked at me confused, but let me walk towards the trio.

Harry is the first to speak, "We needed to tell you, to be careful around Malfoy and his friends." I raise my eyebrows, "Oh? Why?" He explains, "Malfoy is a Death Eater."

My face stays neutral, but in my mind I'm thinking, 'Malfoy is already fucking up, I see. No wonder Voldy wants me to watch him.'

Hermione slaps Harry on the shoulder, "Again with this? Really?!" Harry winces at the hit. Ron explains, "Harry here thinks Malfoy hexed a Gryffindor before the holidays." Harry argues, "Well, his father is a Death Eater and rotting away in Azkaban!" I watch them argue with each other.

'Alright so, Potter and friends suspicious of Malfoy. Malfoy's father in Azkaban, known Death Eater, but still don't know his first name. Malfoy overall sketchy. Ok, good info so far.'

I interrupt the trio as they were still arguing with each other, "Thank you for warning me, but I think I'll be fine." I give them another smile to reassure them. They all look hesitant, but accepted it and helped me to find my way to the Slytherin Tower.