The Malfoy Diaries (A Draco Malfoy Fanfiction)

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Later that day, Draco returned to the Slytherin common room. He still had a lot that he knew he needed to say to Aria, but he also knew that she wanted to catch up with her brother and he wasn't about to stand in the way of that. Besides, he knew that Ethan wouldn't exactly appreciate it if he was to ruin their mini family reunion. 

Upon his return to the Slytherin common room, Draco swiftly discovered that Blaise was still awake. He was sat upon one of the green sofas in the common room with a familiar white-blonde haired Ravenclaw laying in his lap. Blaise was moving his fingers gently through Luna's hair, before he looked up to meet Draco's gaze. 

"Hey Draco," he greeted him, with a small smile. "How are you doing, mate?" he asked him, with genuine interest. 

"Debatable," Draco replied. 

"What's debatable?" Blaise asked, as his warm eyes flickered with curiosity. 

Draco gave a slight shake of his head before he replied to that question. 

"How I'm doing," he said, as he sunk into one of the green sofas of the Slytherin common room next to Blaise. "I've been so incredibly moronic." 

"I mean...it's not that I don't agree with you, but why do you feel like a moron this time around?" Blaise asked, as playfulness glimmered in his expression. 

Draco took a deep breath, before he replied. 

"I guess that I'm just not exactly proud of the way that I have treated people. More precisely, I'm not proud of the way that I've treated Aria. I push her away when all I really want to do is pull her closer and find out everything that there is to know about her. She is incredible. She is smart and she is beautiful and she certainly deserves far better than the obnoxious way that I have treated her in the past. I just...want to be somebody good in her life but I've royally messed that one up, Blaise," Draco said. 

After his mini-speech, he released a drawn out breath and Blaise simply looked at him with sympathy evident in his expression. 

"You might think that, but that doesn't mean there isn't still time to turn things around," Blaise reminded him, with a kind smile upon his face. 

While Draco and Blaise continued their conversation in the Slytherin common room, Hermione and Ron had settled in for a comfortable evening of hot chocolate and wizard's chess while Ginny and Harry had gone out for a stargazing date. 

"I swear there's a lot of things that I'm good at but wizard's chess certainly isn't one of those things," Hermione said, with some concern in her tone as she looked at the board in front of her. "You just seem to know exactly what you're doing- I can see it when you play. You get this glint in your eyes. I think you've never focused as much on anything as you do on Quidditch and wizard's chess," Hermione remarked. 

Ron scoffed then, which led Hermione to give him an expression of deep curiosity. 

"I wouldn't agree with that one, 'Mione. I focus on you too," he said, as his warm blue eyes met Hermione's. 

Hermione felt a small flutter in her chest then, as she couldn't help but smile at Ron. 

"Well...anyway," she began to say, "You need to help me learn how to win this thing," she said with decisiveness. 

Ron gave a nod of agreement in response to that statement. "That's easy, 'Mione. You'll be a wizard's chess champion before you can even say pear pies," Ron said. 

Hermione's eyebrow raised slightly at that. 

"I was just giving an example," Ron said nonchalantly. 

After he had said it, Hermione swept some of her brown curls out of her eyes and released a gentle chuckle. 

"It's good being here with you, you know? I don't feel like we get much time to ourselves these days," Hermione said. 

As she said it, she and Ron reached for the same knight at the same time and Ron's hand gently brushed Hermione's.

"Uh, sorry," Ron mumbled. 

"No, you're all good," Hermione said, with a sweet smile. 

 The two of them swiftly pulled away from each other when they heard footsteps entering the Gryffindor common room, but they soon looked up to discover that it was only Ginny and Neville who had emerged. Nothing to worry about. Besides, Ginny already knew all about Hermione's feelings for Ron, and vice versa. She had been impatiently waiting for the two of them to do something about it for quite some time now. 

"Uh, hello. We're not interrupting anything, are we?" Ginny asked, as she went to sit down on one of the chairs nearby. 

Ron gave his younger sister a look, but Hermione gave a shake of her head. 

"Don't be ridiculous. It's always good to see you, Gin," she said. 

"Yeah, Gin. It's always good to see you," Ron echoed. 

There was a slightly bitter undertone to his voice that Ginny couldn't help but notice. Nevertheless, she decided to turn her attention back to Neville, who had sat down beside her. 

"I thought you were spending the evening with Harry, Gin," Ron said, then, which prompted Ginny to turn to him with a serious expression upon her face. 

"I was meant to but...Fred and George took Harry off on a flight around Hogwarts' grounds sooner than I could say Quidditch. Ah well, I'm sure that we will get some time to go and watch the stars another time," Ginny explained. 

As much as Fred and George were good friends to Harry, they still had to fulfil their roles as protective older brothers and they had begun to grow a little weary of how much time Ginny and Harry had been spending together recently.

" Yeah, sounds like a plan," Ron said. 

Hermione gave a small nod of her head in agreement with this, too, before she returned her attention to the game of wizard's chess in front of her and moved her final piece. 

"Ha. I win," Hermione said, with a satisfied smile upon her face. 

"Wow! You're amazing, Hermione! I mean-" 

Sooner than Ron could say anything more, Hermione's eyes flashed with mischief and she leant over the chess board slightly to place a gentle kiss upon Ron's lips. Of course, it only took a couple of seconds for him to kiss her back.