troubled Malfoy love

9 - dinner

you walk down the cold, dark stairs leading towards the living room where your parents and Draco's parents await for your arrival, you try and contain yourself, contain your nerves after what just happened in Draco's room, your mind replaying the event over and over again.

Your mind goes wild and your cheeks slowly turning red, you brush yourself off, and try and hide what just happened upstairs from your parents and especially his parents.

You make your way into the big gloomy living room again and gently take a seat at the black table. Narcissa and Lucius were sitting at one end of the table and your parents at the other, the table was long in length that it felt you had to raise your voice to be heard. Your seat was on the long side of the table, facing Draco's seat which is empty, and in between on Draco's parents and yours.

As you sat there, with your bare skin touching the bottom of the cold seat, you tried to avoid eye contact with anyone. You weren't ashamed of what happened, but even though you had pure hatred for Draco, you knew he'd absolutely despise you if his parents found out so you keep it to yourself.

A few minutes passed and you get caught at the empty facing in-front of you, Draco still hadn't come down from his room. The food was then presented on the table, it was a feast, almost like the feast you have at Hogwarts, the food was warm and looked golden. Your mouth was drooling over the food, your eyes buzzing, you couldn't wait to eat.

"Draco dear, come join us for dinner" narcissa yells from her seat. She seemed nice, caring but just with a barrier. A minute later and you hear foot steps approach the dining table, he then enters the room, he stood there with his blonde hair dripping from water, his cheeks were red and you put two and two together, you realised he had to refresh himself, freshen up after what happened before he came down for dinner.

He slowly walked in with his eyes glued to the ground, trying not to make eye contact, with anyone. He then lifted his head and his hair flicked to the other side, spraying mist of water, and his silver beaming eyes met with yours, they were so sharp and detailed like they were cutting right through you. Time slowed down as you and Draco were in this some sort of trance, you couldn't tell if you liked it or absolutely hated it.

Your mind gets snapped back into reality as Draco sits down in his chair across from you, as he sits he didn't take his eyes off you, you could see the hatred he had towards you in his eyes.

"Enjoy" Lucius says, as he gestures towards the food, you looked down with excitement, everything looked amazing, warm and buzzing.

You dig into the food, taking mouthful at a time, when you hear Narcissa speak,
"So what was the loud bang that happened before" she says with curiosity as she looks at you for an answer and then to Draco. You then turn to Draco as he turns to you, you could see he was in shock, not knowing what to say, scared that you might expose him.

You both sat there in silence, trying to read each other, trying to find out who might break the awkwardness.

Then something pops into your mind, an idea. Your eyes shoot over to Draco and give him a sly wink, he gives you a cautious look, you then return your attention to Narcissa who was waiting for your reply,
"Sorry I fell over, these heels are definitely harder to walk in then I thought" you say innocently while leaning down touching your heels, 
"Oh well I'm sure Draco was able to help you" she says hoping you'd answer, making sure her son was acting appropriately and respectfully.

He definitely wasn't.

You weren't quite sure how to answer, if you said the wrong thing, you could possibly end this dinner in one second,
"Yes your son helped me out" you say, Draco sighed in relief, "he did a little bit more then help" you say continuing while drinking some water, Draco chokes on his food and holding tightly on his cutlery, he darts a death stare. His anger building rapidly.