After I told Draco, things were a little different, but not much. I think that he is still processing what happened. I spent the rest of the weekend and the beginning of the week at Malfoy Manor. We went into the muggle town a few more times but we usually spent the day inside.
We would always enter that expensive store Draco likes, and every time I would admire those emerald earrings. I felt drawn to them, they sparkled so much. I couldn't resist. One day we went back and the earrings were gone, sadly I guess someone had purchased them already. At least I didn't have to torture myself anymore by looking at them knowing they were too expensive for me.
Christmas was already in 2 days. It's Wednesday now, and it's been a little over a week since I arrived at Malfoy Manor. I woke up very tired, I'm starting to have those dreams again. It happened for the first time in a while 2 days ago. I haven't been sleeping as much and Draco noticed. I walked down the stairs this morning looking like a mess. Draco was already eating breakfast, "You look awful." he tells me. "Thanks," I reply. He smirks.
"Have you been sleeping?" I sit in the seat next to him at the table. The table had about 15 seats, it was gigantic. I yawn wide, "Yeah of course I have been sleeping." He eyes me but doesn't say anything. His fork in one hand and his other hand laid flat on the table. "What?" I ask him as I sip my orange juice.
"Are you're nightmares coming back Evans?" I almost choke on my juice. I look at him as I place my glass down. "You don't look very well rested either Malfoy." he looks back down to his food. "I'm never well-rested," I snort. He smiles softly. "Well, since you asked...yes they are coming back but-" He interrupts. "I was thinking...since you're his you know..." I roll my eyes, but he continues talking.
"...And you have his powers then what if these dreams are a sign." I stop to think. "A sign for what?" he shrugs his shoulders "I don't know, you never even told me the dream," he tells me. "Well if you must know..." I tell him about the dream, the smoke, the dog, the hooded person, all of it. When I'm done he looks like he's thinking hard. "I don't know, I give up." I laugh a little.
We spent the whole day indoors again. We mostly read, his parents had a big library filled with all kinds of things. It even had school books, I helped Draco study sometimes. He is really smart but he doubts himself a lot. He teaches me more than I teach him, but he doesn't even realize it.
Draco kept disappearing off to somewhere today. I'm not sure where. Every time I asked he ignored me, or just walked away. I didn't mind it much thought, I just hope he's okay.
I woke up on Christmas eve, and It was a little weird not being home for Christmas but I kind of liked it. I hurry downstairs to see Draco eating breakfast. I quickly sit down next to him. "Draco!" he looks at me with a straight face. "It's Christmas Eve!" he forces a smile.
I look over to the tree and a small house elf is dusting the wall behind it. Surprisingly he's the first house elf I seen in the manor. "Draco, I didn't know you had house-elves" he looks over to the elf to see him cleaning. "Oh that's the new one we got, we rid of our old one last year" I half-smile, feeling awkward "You mean he di-" Draco sits up "No...no no he didn't die...Potter set him free one could say." I smile, "That's good," Draco looks up at me. "Well, house elf's shouldn't be treated so inhuman." I scoff. Draco doesn't speak
"What is wrong with you this morning, You're in such a grinch mood." He doesn't say anything. "I'm just not in the mood," he tells me. I press my lips together and nod. "Okay well..." I stand up "I should go and get ready for the day." He looks up at me and looks back down. I walk away, back to my room.
Since today was Christmas Eve, I had to cheer up Malfoy. I put on a red dress, and let my hair down loose. I put on black flats and wore the necklace my mother gave me. Draco always liked that necklace on me.
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Young Warrior
Fanfiction[ON GOING] - Harry Potter had the attention of the whole wizarding world being "The Boy Who Lived" but what really happened that night? Who else was really there and what was the true story? Theres a new student at Hogwarts and she just wants peace...
