A.N~Ladies and Gentlemen it's time. THIRD YEAR DRACOOOOO!
Soon after the indecent, Malfoy's parents came over to take him home and the three of us decided it was best for us to keep this indecent to ourselves. However, the following days to come, I would be awoken at night by the screams of Malfoy in my dreams. Not a day would go by when I didn't have nightmares of him falling and me not being able to catch him. The dream would always cut off at Malfoy hitting his head on the floor and blood spilling all around him while I called out his name. So one night I decided enough was enough. He was okay and I did save him so why was I having such nightmares.
I stood up from my bed, careful not disturb the sleeping Alex and quietly walked to the bathroom. Shutting my door behind me, I placed my hands on the sink and looked directly into the mirror. For a fourteen year old, I sure had the eye bags on a ninety year old, I thought. How long had it been since I had gotten any proper sleep? I rubbed my face and splashed some water on it, instantly waking me up.
What was it going to take for me to get some nice shut eye? I reassure myself every night that Malfoy is tucked away safely in his own bed but every night the dream comes back. Was I really that concerned for his safety?
If I'm being honest.
Yes. Yes. I was.
I won't kid myself and say that I don't worry because I do. I'm too close to him to not care for him genuinely as a friend and maybe even more and the mere thought of him getting hurt badly, makes my heart ache. I guess that's why I've been having the dreams. I almost saw my fears come true and now my mind is tormenting me about it. So that's it then, I thought.
I looked up in the mirror and stared at my reflection sternly and declared, "Kara Anolva Phoenix, from now on you will not allow any harm like that to come to that boy. Do you hear me?." I looked at myself briefly before erupting in a small laughing fit, " Ah who am I kidding I can barely even take care of my body much less someone else." I slumped down in the ground and pushed my hair back.
I mean the least I could do is stay by his side right?
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The whole summer went by in a flash. It had honestly been one of my most memorable summers because at least I wasn't alone in the empty giant manor. I had spent the days traveling to random places and goofing off with Alex at every possible moment. We studied here and there but we had priorities. Which was to have fun of course.
It even seems I helped get Alex's mind off the subject of her parents more than I thought.
Lena came over at some point and stayed for a couple of days while her parents were away. During her whole stay, Alex became a blushing and a fumbling mess. Every time she entered the room, Alex would stiffen up and slur over her words which was quite unusual for her, since she was very charismatic with everyone besides our usual group. I recall at one point, she stumbled on her feet and fell directly on top of Lena. She keep apologizing over and over again and when Lena got a little to close for comfort, she basically turned into a tomato. It was quite a sight honestly.
Lena asked me after this, if Alex was okay and I just shrugged obliviously. Anyone besides Lena could see that Alex was a stumbling mess for her.
One other development prior to the start of school, was the escape of the convinced murder, Sirius Black. I remember the day that he escaped my family umped its security by 2 and asked of us to not stay out past nine. Honestly if anything, I was surprised my parents let me got to school but they insisted that Hogwarts was the safest place out there. If they only knew.
Returning back from memory lane, I stuffed my books inside my bag and rushed downstairs to meet with Alex who was already ready to go.
"You take forever you know," Alex pushed me out the door once I jogged to her side, "We might as well miss the train."
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Scarlet Bird
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