Always. (A Draco Malfoy Story)

Suspicious.

Satisfied with what I've done, I winked to the both of them before disapparating to go back home.

I was welcomed with a bouquet of white roses waiting in the foyer for me with a card signed by Draco.

Love,

I'll be busy for a few days. Snape told me of your incident again, I'm sorry I can't be there to take care of you... but I told Binky to owl me immediately if you really need me. He's been told to stay at your side at all times.

To make it up to you- Dinner at 7, Friday at the Manor.
Dress nice.

I love you.

D.M.

I smiled and smelled the roses before bringing them to my room to place on my desk.

-

Draco wasn't lying when he said he told Binky to stay at my side the whole time. Binky really never left me alone at all for a few days, up until Friday.

I finished freshening up and was just deciding on an outfit to wear for my date with Draco.
I groaned once I felt a cold breeze come through the room.

I looked through the reflection of the mirror as I pressed a couple to dresses against my body imagining my outfits, "Miss me already, Your Almightiness?" I chuckle to myself.

The Dark Lord stood a few feet behind me, "I know."

My heart began to race when he said those words, unsure of what he really meant. It was crucial for me to stay calm and not show him any reaction, so instead, I simply say, "Very cryptic, Voldy. Care to elaborate?"
I toss the dress on my bed and grab another one from my closet.

"You tell me, Joy." He said creepily.

I turn to look at him. He had his arms crossed against his chest, with death in his eyes.

I smile sweetly, "I'd rather not look into..."  I have my hand in front of his head, "...that."
Cause honestly, who would want to attempt to try and understand the mind of Lord Voldemort?

"I don't recall granting you permission on torturing students," He mentions.

'Oh, thank fucking Salazar. That's what he's talking about.'

"I don't recall asking for your permission," I smirked, "I do whatever I please. I don't need to you tell me to do so."

He stares at me, making me sigh in guilt and roll my eyes, "It was just torture... no need to get your knickers in a bunch."

"Save your magic, Joy. You must've waste energy on needless things." I waved for him to finally leave, already over this conversation.

He was about to disapparate but stopped and stared at me, "Where are you off to?"

I chuckle, "What are you... my father?"

He looks to me unamused. I roll my eyes, "Do you really want to know?"

He stays quiet, I'm assuming as a yes.
I smirked, "I'm going to get railed. Is that what you wanted to hear?"

He immediately disapparated out my room, avoiding the awkwardness.

I giggle to myself, 'maybe you should think twice about questioning me next time.'

-

Later that night, I decided on a short, cocktail dress with a halter top. It was low cut in the back, tightened at the waist by cross straps on my back. I paired it with strappy heels to match, gold hoops and styled my hair in large, soft curls swept away from my face.

I looked at myself in the mirror and straightened out my dress before fixing my makeup. It's been a while since I've dressed up, and I still look amazing.

I blew myself a kiss before reaching for my ring necklace and carefully wrapping it on my neck. I made sure that it fell nicely against my neckline before holding it between my fingertips.
I took a deep sigh in and out before making my way to the entrance of my driveway, where Draco has sent a car for me.

-

Dibby greeted me at the door and escorted me through the Manor to the backyard.

The pathway was lighted up with soft white lights to the garden, leading up to a table, nicely set.

I slowly walked along the pathway, up to the table and saw the picture frame of our first date that I gifted Draco for Christmas years ago.

"You look—"

I turned around startled, to see Draco dressed up in his regular black suit, slightly more fitted than normal. His hair slicked back neatly, sporting that boyish smile that makes me melt every time.

"You look beautiful." He gasps out.

I start to blush, "Thank you, Draco. You look dashing." I motion to the table, "What's all this for?"

He shrugs, "We haven't had a date in a while." He walks over to me and pulls my chair out for me, "Don't mention this to anyone. I don't need people knowing I went soft."

-

Dibby prepared dinner for the two of us, as we enjoyed our dinner underneath the stars.

Draco and I spent the whole night talking. About the wedding, about what's been going on at Hogwarts, about us.
Tonight pretty much reminded me of how much I love him.

"I actually need to ask you something." Draco slowly spills out.

I finished taking a sip of my drink before placing it gently back down on the table, "What is it?"

He pulls out a piece of parchment from the inner pockets of his jacket and began to read it out loud:

It takes a lot for me to talk about my... feelings. With you, it comes along so easy.

I know I come across as cold and intimidating to others, but you make me feel warm and comforted.

When you didn't remember me, I felt like my whole world was crumbling. That's when I knew, that I would do anything to bring you back to me and I vowed to myself to keep you out of harm.

I promise to stay by your side. To protect you. To be what you need when you need me the most.

Meeting you was the best thing that ever happened to me.

I loved you then. I love you now. And I promise to love you forever.

He nervously got out of his chair and walked towards me.

My eyes were already watery from what he just said. I quickly wiped away the tears before it ruined my eye makeup.
He leaned down and removed my ring necklace from me.

"I planned to ask you properly..." He chuckles and got down on one knee.

My eyes started to water even more at the sight of him kneeling down. I started to laugh at how corny this really was... especially since it was Draco doing this.

"Joy Deveroux..." He holds up the ring, "...will you marry me?"

I laugh, "You've really gone soft."

He scoffs, "I am proposing to you and you laugh at me?" He smiles afterwards.

I stick my hand out, "Of course I'll marry you."

He placed my ring on my finger and brought me up for a kiss.
He lifted me up into his arms, and wrapped my legs around his waist, not breaking the kiss once.

He began to walk back to the Manor... where we celebrated our engagement...
Again. For the second time.

And we celebrated...
All night.