Always. (A Draco Malfoy Story)

Comfort.

(A/N: Nov 7, 2020 Hi guys! TYSM for being so patient with me! Quick reminder to prioritize your personal health first, always 💘 Enjoy the chapters!)

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It was the best sleep I've gotten in a long while.

I woke up with Draco's arms wrapped around my waist, my back against his chest and his fingers are curled up in the bottom of my shirt, keeping his hand in place.

I look over to the clock and see that it's 7:30 in the morning. I have to head to Hogwarts soon if I don't want to be late.

I slowly try to slide my body out of Draco's arms without disturbing his sleep. I couldn't even swing my legs off of the bed before Draco pulled me back in closer to him.

He mumbles, "Where are you going?"

I giggle, "I have to get back to Hogwarts, Draco."

He pulls me in even closer, to the same position we were in when I woke up, "Just skip... you're too smart for those classes."

I mean... he's not wrong.

I shake my head, "Sevy would kill me if he knew I stayed at the Manor overnight."

"He doesn't have to know..." Draco's voice was no longer groggy from waking up. He was more alert and aware, as if his duty was to convince me to stay with him today.

"We could read in the library all day..." Draco begins to twirl my hair, and looks up at me.

I scowl at him. He knows exactly what to say to get me to say yes.
"Your parents are home."

He smiles, "Mother is gone for the next week, and Father checked himself into St. Mungo's for a few days. He's convinced that he's still burning." He raises one eyebrow at me.

I chuckle, "I'm sorry about that. I needed to prove myself to Voldy... and to be honest, your Father hasn't been entirely respectful to the heir of the Dark Lord. He was nicer to Joy Deveroux."

Draco pushes my hair away from my face, "It's alright, love. He hasn't exactly been fatherly since his return from Azkaban."
He smiles, "All I need is Mother... and you." He pauses, "...Maybe Blaise too."

I laugh then begin to blush, "Are you trying to sweet talk me, Mr. Malfoy?" I play with his ring that he apparently sleeps with on.

"That depends..." He leans in closer to me, "Is it working, soon-to-be Mrs. Malfoy?"

I poke my tongue against the insides of my cheek, "I just got a sense of deja vu."

He chuckles, "The last time we were on the train... now we're in my bedroom." He nuzzled his face into my neck.

I giggle, "I'll stay until the afternoon."

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"Where is she?"

Snape waited for me that morning, expecting for me to apparate back into his office for classes.
He looked at the grandfather clock across the room and sighed as it chimes, indicating that classes have started for the day.

He rolls his eyes and decided to get started on his day. He can't waste any time when there are other important things that need his attention.

Snape decided to try and look for the tiara again.

He passed by students walking in perfect formation, as they greeted him politely, "Hello Headmaster."