amortentia [d.m]

chapter. 12

**** Freyja's pov

"So you didn't shag him?", Ambar continues after Draco leaves.
"No, we just slept together. In the same bed. As friends", I twirl my thumbs.
"Ok, fine", Lilith smirks.
"No, I'm serious. I didn't shag him", I roll my eyes.
"Fine", Ambar also smirks.

I wish I did tho.
No, I don't. I think.

I start getting ready, still annoyed at their comments. My hair is tangled in a little ball on the back of my head. I grab my hairbrush, and start combing out the tangle. My hair looks like a birds-nest. I have to shower. I grab my soap, towel, clothes, shampoo and conditioner.

"Where are you going?", Ambar looks up from her mirror, with eyeliner on on of her eyelids.
"I'm going to shower", I slip out the door, closing it after me.
I hurry thur the corridor, towards the bathrooms.

"Draco!", I spot him entering the boys bathroom.
He turn around.
"I-I was- ", I pull myself together.
"do you wanna take a shower with me?", I say confidently.
"A shower? With you? Naked?", he looks confused.
"Yes. With me. Naked", I look down his body.
He takes my hand and leads me to his dorm. The door swings open and we enter. He helps me carry my stuff to his shower, and turns on the water.
He pulls out two towels from under his sink. I start to undress. He does the same. We're completely naked. My eyes scan his perfectly toned, pale body.

"Blimey!", his eyes go wild, going up and down my body. He pulls me into the hot water, soaking my body. He starts lathering my body up. His big hands gliding on my skin. I get closer to him, feeling him against my body. I put my head on his shoulder, kissing his neck. He pulls me closer.

Before we can get any further, someone knocks on his door.
"Mr. Malfoy!", a loud voice shouts.
"Bloody hell!", he gets out of the shower, leaving my alone.
I hear him open the door. The man outside the door starts talking. I can only hear rumbling. What is he saying?
A few seconds later the door shuts. Draco returns.
He looks like he's seen You Know Who. He gets in the shower again.

"Draco? Are you fine?", I grab his face, seeming his blank expression.
"My father is ill", he stares into thin air.
"Look at me", I pull his face towards me.
He shatters, right in front of me.

"I hate him, I really do. I can't loose him either. He's my father", tears fall from his eyes.
"Should we go see him? How ill is he?", I raise an eyebrow.
"Yeah, I want to say goodbye. His will die soon", he slips down the wall, and onto the floor.
I slip down beside him. I wipe his tears away, and take his face in my hands.
"You'll get through this, you have me", I smile with a sad face.
I have to be strong for him. He needs me.