Little Miss Diggory || A Draco Malfoy Love Story

Chapter 20

Draco

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We walked in sync, the snow crunching under our feet, the cold winter wind blowing against our faces.

Layla and I had split off from the rest of her family and were walking down a pretty deserted street of Diagon Alley. Her nose and cheeks had turned bright red, It was kinda cute. I quickly pulled off my scarf and handed it to her despite how cute she looked.

"Draco, it's fine," she says, trying to hand it back. I shake my head and lift her chin with my finger to look at her face,

"you look freezing," I laugh, she finally gives in wrapping the green scarf around her neck. She looked back at me smiling, and yet again we locked eyes, those emerald green eyes. My oh my. Those eyes. God, I wish she was mine. But she wasn't, I could never provide her with a life she wanted, and I couldn't have her end up like my mother. Maybe one day she could be mine, but not now. My heart was beating quicker and I wanted more than anything to grab he cheeks and kiss her. But I couldn't. Could I? No. 

A family comes spilling out of the doors of a nearby shop, pulling our gaze of each other. Layla quickly turns to me,

"I have to go get some gifts, I-I um, we'll meet up in a bit." She quickly walks away, leaving me standing in the snow alone. I wished she hadn't left the normal warmness I felt when I was around her had vanished. I was cold.

I looked around searching for a shop to go into, I had to get Layla and her brother's gifts, but I had no idea what. I liked Layla a lot, and that didn't make my decision easier, whatever I got her... it had to be perfect. But soon enough I wandered into a Jewellery store. That's where I found it, I had found the perfect gift.

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Layla

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I stepped out of the cold and into the busting Leaky Cauldron. We had agreed to meet hereafter we had finished shopping. I looked over to see a blonde leaning on his elbows, looking off into the distance.

"Hey," I say, sitting down opposite him. He looks up and smiles, but quickly returns to staring off into space.

"Hey, you alright?"

"Yeah, yeah, just thinking," he replies, keeping his eyes out the window. I was hoping things wouldn't be too difficult after what happened earlier, but I also didn't want to become too attached. If I'm honest, I'm not really sure where I stand with Draco. Maybe this all a joke and I'm just making a fool of myself, maybe, I really am his friend. But one thing I know for certain is that if I get too close, my feeling's will get stronger and that would make letting go even harder. I doubt Draco feels the same way as I do when I'm with him, the butterflies, the shortness of breath, my heart beating out of my chest.

God, what this boy does to me.

But again I'm just a silly little Hufflepuff, why would anyone want me.

"Pretty pathetic," an inner voice hisses,

"why would we want a daughter, we should have gotten rid of her the first chance we had!" Says another.

My parents.

"Nobody can help you,"

Umbridge.

"Cedric," Harry's voice echos through my head, "He asked me to bring his body back."

No, no, no.

I shut my eyes tightly.

The final task of the Triwizard Tournament.

"I couldn't leave him, not there," Harry cries out.

"No-no I-I," I whisper, tears falling down my cheeks.

I was back there, in the stands, looking down at the crowd of people. Before I knew, my feet were carrying me over to his lifeless body.

"No," I cried, falling to the ground.

Everything goes black and then morphs into a Hogwarts corridor.

"I think I'm gonna put my name in the goblet," Cedric says breaking the silence.

"What?" I gasp, "Why in the world would you do that?!" Cedric entered himself into that competition knowing of the death and pain it causes, I tried to stop him.

"Clearly, you didn't try hard enough!"

It was me.

"He would be alive if it weren't for you!" I felt myself begin to shake. "You're pathetic!"

"Layla!"

Draco?

"Layla!"

My eyes flutter open, It was Draco.

"Are you alright?" I reach my hand up to my cheeks, I had been crying, a lot.

"Yeah, I think," I say barely loud enough for me to hear myself. I look down at my hands, clenched into fists and trembling.

"I don't know what just happened, Layla. But your alright I'm here with you," Draco said as he took my hands into his.

I looked up.

We locked eyes, those beautiful grey eyes.

I was safe.