I want you (Draco Malfoy Love story)

Chapter forty-four

Hand in hand with Harry i sat in the hall with the rest of our year. Hermione was on the left of him also clutching Ron's hand in hers, every now and then the both of us would check Harry's expression incase he needed extra comfort at that moment. Dumbledore had finally finished his speech on Cedric's death; the whole room was mourning. Even the winter sunlight was cracking through the glass seemed dark at this moment. McGonagull began to lead the back rows out of the hall first. Tears dropped down Harry's cheek landing on my hand which was still gripping his. Hermione gave in and couldn't restrain anymore, she ripped her hand from Ron's and threw the both of them around Harry's shoulder. I expected him to start the train of tears once again but the only motion he portrayed was a deep breath and holding Hermione back in his arms. Finally Mcgonagull reached our row at the front and led us out in silence. When Harry passed her she held him back and forced us to carry on forward. The three of us left through the doorway, Draco was waiting outside the door way for me. He slipped his hand into mine and gave it a gentle squeeze reassuringly. Together we walked back to Gryffindor common room until we parted and he walked to the dungeons.

I had been packing my things away for the last half an hour trying to get the raw emotion of Cedric's death off my mind. Hermione and i barley exchanged words, instead we stood and hugged for a while. I think words would of been too much for the situation and i'm glad we didn't force anything out to try make things 'better'. I had packed my bag in full now and i told Hermione that i'd see her later on at the train station, now i had to go meet Draco and make our way to the station and catch the train. The both of us met at the bridge and we walked down together mainly chatting about random things, both of us trying hard to avoid talking about anything to do with Cedric. It didn't take long to walk down, but by the time we were there the train was ready to leave in ten minutes. I found Hermione, Harry, Ron and Ginny and asked if it would be ok if i sat with Draco on the way down; of course Hermione and Ginny nodded with a smile on their face while Ron and Harry rolled their eyes and exchanged mutters. But i ignored them and paced back down to Draco where he was stood with all our baggage. Together we found a booth and the two of us sat together chatting as usual. Even though he was putting a smile on his face and teasing as usual o could see that he was uncomfortable by the way he was carrying himself. For a while i tried to ignore it and not push into his business, again. But per usual i couldn't help myself and had to pry again. Quickly o changed my tone and stared at him calmly, "Draco is everything ok you seem, uncomfortable?". He looked up at me shifting his eyes from the window and moved around in his seat slightly "A lot on my mind that's all" he had a dead tone in his voice but still pushed a smile through in attempt to convince me. I wasn't convinced in the slightest, but it was clear that he didn't want to talk about it from his response. Instead i reached for his hand across from me and shut my mouth. He held it back and we kept hold for a while until i decided to lay down and get some sleep, after all i'd hardly slept the night before, but who did?

When i woke i found myself wrapped in a Slytherin robe that smelled an awful lot like Draco. I looked out the window to see we were pulled up to the platform and students were already filing out to greet and hug their families. "Awake finally Bellamy" Draco's voice made me jump slightly but it was calmed when i saw his out reached hand to pull me up. Quickly i stood and unwrapped the robe from around my shoulders and handed it back to him trying to him my large smile. "Shut it Malfoy" I teased back at him reaching up for my back. I outstretched my arms to reach above me when i felt two hands grip my waist and pull me back down from my tip toes. The hands spun me round and pulled me close. Before i knew it Draco was holding me close to his body, "Don't tell me what to do Bellamy" he said hotly. My heart was pounding in my chest, i could feels eyes staring into our booth as they walked past watching our every minor move; not that Draco cared. I opened my mouth to respond to his demand with something cocky and arrogant but he didn't even give me a chance. He pressed into my waist and crashed his lips into mine locking them. My heart nearly flat lined when he pulled stunts like this yet i still entertained them. Now it was my turn to not care who watched the show, i lifted my hands running them through his hair neither of us prepared to pull away. He pulled me closer leaving no space to between us for air, he took me to the very height of temptation when her pulled away. He pulled his body back slightly giving me chance to take him in, his hair was now messy, his eyes gleaming their beautiful blue-grey colour, his jawline looked sharper than usual underneath the booth lights and his the smirk on his face were too much for me to handle, leaving me wanting to rush in for another taste of him. He didn't say anything, he didn't need to that smirk on his face said it all. He bent slightly at his knees and grabbed the bag that had been sat by our feet, "hurry up would you" he called out as he left the booth with his bags. Rushed, i grabbed the bags and followed him out the booth to the open platform. I had always love kings-cross station even from when i was a child, even though it wasn't me year and we never had reason to be here every year she would bring me to watch all the students be carried off to Hogwarts, the wonder of the entrance, the train, the wands, owls and cats used to keep me up on a night excited for the day id finally be on the train for myself. I breathed in the open air, my lungs had felt right after breathing the stuffy train air for hours on end. Draco felt around for my hand, something that caught me off guard but i didn't show it. Together we walked past the smiling families and left the 9 and 3/4 platform to the muggle number 9 platform. There was something satisfyingly simple about being back in the muggle world, although it did always awfully bother me that i couldn't use magic around them. I led Draco through the busy platforms rushing past the men and women dressed in blacks, greys and whites coming home late from their business meetings. London was the city that was forever busy, it didn't matter if the time or place there was always a crowd making a gaggle of noise. We walked through the shops and past the ticket machines to the front entrance. The city was brightly lit with Christmas themed lights, in the centre stood a large twenty foot Christmas tree decoratively adorned with baubles of gold and silver and white lights on the tips of the tree. Muggles stood around taking pictures and brightly smiling up at the tree. After finally finishing taking in the sight of the Christmas festivities i led Draco down to the tube station where we took a tube straight to covent garden. The tubes to covent garden took at least ten minutes from kings cross leaving us with time to finally breathe from the bustle. "Have you ever been to London, other than Kings Cross?" i questioned Draco disrupting his day dream. He looked at me blankly for a second before coming back to reality "Not really, my mother once brought me to see the palace and a few other tourist spots but death-... some things happened at home so we had to arrive back pretty shortly after we got there" his end of his sentence began to stutter and mumble slightly as he cocked up his words. I nodded as i thought through the couple of places we could visits during the holidays, "We can always travel around and see some sights if you want to?" i cheerily questioned. He smiled and nodded before zoning back out into his day dream.

The tubes in London never took particularly long, before we knew it were arrived in Covent Garden. I gripped on Draco's hand determined not to lose him in the busy crowds of people ready to go on their Christmas nights out. We walked up a small flight of stairs and used a escalator to reach the top, once out in the open air i realised how dark it had quickly gotten, 8 o'clock and it was pitch black, only the street lights making it visible to see. Even the stars had hidden away behind the clouds tonight. It felt good to be on my street once again, i looked for the sign to clarify i had gone the right way home. Henrietta street, Covent Garden. I took a right down our quiet little street leaving the loud crowds behind. I looked for the large black door with a golden brass lion door knob in the centre. Of course i saw it just a little further down, where it always is. Draco dragged behind me having no idea where i was taking him. When i looked back i could see him taking in the aura of the grand white houses each prettily finished with a large gloss coloured door at the very centre, i always took pride in the fact we had the only lion door knob on the street. I pushed open our black metal gate, it gave a squeak as i did so, and walked up the small amount of maybe four or five steps all while Draco trailer behind me. For a small while i fumbled around in my bag for the key until i found it and forced it into the key hole giving it a quick twist. Slowly i opened the door to see the same chandelier, the same marble staircase and the same over priced posh vase stood on a tiny pointless table. I walked in and felt the comfort of being home fill me, i pulled Draco in behind me and shut the door. Sharply i breathed in ready to bellow as loud as i could up the stair case. "I'm home!" i yelled echoing through the tall room. I laughed at myself along with Draco for, obviously, always causing such a scene. I heard the tapping of feet come rushing along the marble floors quickly getting closer. Then i saw the small feet in red ballet pumps come speeding down the stairs. There she was, my mum.

"Darling youre-" she paused, "What on earth is the Malfoy boy doing here" her tone quickly changed, suddenly the joy was completely sucked out of our arrival. The room went silent.