Snatched; Draco Malfoy

seven

I was woken by the sound of owls and the gleaming sunlight in my eyes. It was never usually this bright in the common room.

I sat up and felt a blanket fall off my body. I felt bare and cold. I looked down.

My eyes widened and I pulled the blanket back up onto me.

'Shit' I thought to myself. I remembered now. About last night. Everything that happened. I turned round to try and find a clock.

10:27 it read. I looked at Draco. He was so peacefully sleeping. And he probably had a head ache from his party last night. I didn't want to wake him.

And moreover, I didn't want to discuss with him the events of last night. Not yet anyway. I pulled my sweater and pyjama shorts back on and set the blanket over Draco.

Running out the Astronomy tower door, I felt a wave of guilt. How would Draco feel when he woke up all alone? Would he even remember  what happened?

I was going to miss the train home though. And I needed to get out of Hogwarts. The train left, as always, at exactly 11:00.

Then I thought about Draco again. He would miss the train. He'll figure it out. I carried on running guiltily back to the common room.

Everyone was gone apart from a few third years playing a game of Exploding Snap and Hermione, reading a book in the corner.

"Poppy!" She called out, setting the book aside and beckoning me to come over.
"Hey, Hermione."
"Are you okay? You look...startled."

I tried to lower my facial expressions and flatten out my hair but I think this made me look more suspicious because Hermione frowned.

"Are you staying home for Christmas then?" She asked.
"No. I'm just a bit late. All my stuff is packed though so I best be off."

Hermione nodded slowly.
I gave her a half smile and walked up the stairs, feeling her eyes on me.

Grabbing my trunk as quickly as I could, I felt relieved that I would be going home. 'I want to stay with Draco longer' I found myself thinking. I blushed to myself and waddled downstairs with my heavy trunk.

I managed to snag a compartment at the end of the train as to avoid any contact with anyone. I sat reliving the action from last night.

Every fine moment was etched into my brain. I went over all the details, remembering the thrills it gave me.

Not too long after we left Hogwarts, a familiar face waltzed into my compartment.

"Fancy seeing you here, Malfoy." I said cooly.

"I thought we agreed on first name terms? It certainly seemed that way last night." Draco smirked.

My cheeks blushed a hot red.
"Listen about last night..." I began, trying to find the words to make this conversation less awkward.

"I don't regret it." Draco said matter-of-factly.

"Draco. You were drunk and caught up in the moment. I understand that it was meaningless." As I said it, I knew I didn't want it to be.

"You don't understand, Pops. I don't regret last night. I meant all what I said to you."

My heart began to race again and I could feel myself blushing. Could Draco Malfoy be admitting feelings for me? Is this actually real?

He stood up and planted a kiss on my nose.
"I need to get back to my compartment. I'll see you soon, Pops."

Draco winked at me and ruffled his hands through his blond hair. He was gorgeous.

He left and I flopped into my seat. I was ecstatic. Suddenly, I couldn't wait to see Draco again.

holy shit this chapter is short. sorry :)