She & Him

Part 12: Stay

My day went well...for the most part.

I had to deal with another boring meeting of What the nation wants to do about laws changing when teens should be able to use magic outside of school. Half want to raise the age to when they are 21, and the other half wants to lower it to 13 years of age. While I stand the ground for keeping it at 17.

Then came the question of concern about possibly allowing magic to be used anywhere at any time- even in front of Muggles. In my opinion- it wouldn't change anything. True- you wouldn't want a Muggle to be able to get their hands on potions or certain magical items- but to know that magic exists wouldn't be...a terrible thing.

I met Reid for lunch and we chatted a bit. Mostly about my history with Malfoy. Apparently Reid- much like Ron is very quick to become jealous. Despite us not actually being a couple- he had more than enough to say on the matter. I confessed to him that Malfoy wasn't always as nice and friendly as he is now. That he was once very cold and mean and verbally abusive. But I told Reid that despite it all- Malfoy was completely different- at least according to Ginny is he. This morning was a bit different of him- but I've yet to fully place all my dragon eggs in one basket on him being completely changed. I'm still very much cautious.

Though as I was leaving Reid at the park, I did glance across the way and see Malfoy with an old woman. The client he must take care of as his new job. She seemed to like Malfoy a lot and he seemed to take good care of her. Allowing her to sit on his jacket instead of on the cold wet bench- while he so obviously froze his arse off-  based on his bright red skin from the cold wind licking him over and over again. I pretended not to glance at him as I walked by, but I observed him fully. He did seem different.

Kinder.

I had to push him from my mind all day. I was doing good. At dinner with Reid, we didn't talk about Malfoy. We talked politics- Muggle Politics- and about other things that normal people talk about. It was honestly kind of draining. Having been surrounded by magic and magic users most of my life- it was hard not to talk about the best working potions for health and longevity- or which Quidditch team was going to win the Cup this year: though I don't particularly watch Quidditch- I know a lot about it from being around the Weasleys and Harry. I would've felt more comfortable and relaxed talking about the new Nimbus 2005 than which model car was the fastest.

What even is a Fiat?

I was half tempered to feign ill or cast obliviate on him so I could leave without him remembering it- but I patiently sat there and listened to all the things he had to say about Rugby and Cricket and a thing called Hulu.

When we finally left the restaurant, I was fearing he would ask me to come home with him. Not that last night's shag was bad- it just wasn't very good. It was short lived and not very satisfying...for me at least. I was going to leave after it, but he fell asleep clutching me to his stinky, sweaty body.

Finding Draco walking passed the restaurant, I couldn't help but call out to him- partially to get away from being alone with Reid, but also because I wanted to check on him. After his sob fest this morning- I needed to know he was doing okay. He seemed it, until Reid made a comment about his old lady being a crazy nutter. That set Draco off. It was like nothing changed. He was still hot headed and quick to anger. But he was off. He was pale...well paler- he was sweaty, despite the freezing temperature, and he couldn't seem to stand up very well. He completely dropped- which instantly made me worried. He was sick. Fever stricken and sitting in the cold snow. I had no choice. I knew Reid couldn't just carry him home and even with my help it would take us a good while- so...so I aparated us to Reid's apartment and before he could even question what happened- I obliviated him so he wouldn't remember- adding an extra oomph so he would forget who I was so that we didn't have to go on another date.