Chapter Thirty-Seven: Draco's Memory

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Dracos POV.
As Y/N and I ran through the halls frantically
fast, my mind went to a memory.
We were in her kitchen over Christmas break and she was reading to me.
Black jacket with a red skirt. Her hair was a bit frizzy and I watched her lips move and she read the words from the pages. At this point I hadn't been paying attention to the story much, her lips looked so soft and sweet, all I could think about was pressing my lips against hers even though I knew what they tasted like..I just wanted her. I did love her then, and I loved her before then and I love her now. But that was the moment I knew that she was meant for me, properly meant for me, that was the moment I knew that for the rest of my life I would love her forever, and always. I didn't know what was going to happen from now until the future and I was scared. I was scared for Y/N and I didn't want anything bad to happen to her. If only I'd never had made that stupid deal with Potter and Weasley, we could have left or gone somewhere..but that's couldn't happen either. No matter where I go or how far I'd get, the death eaters would search for me forever and when they found me. They'd kill me, they'd kill Y/N too. And I wasn't going to let that happen.

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