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Weakness.
It was a word Draco Malfoy wasn't familiar with. He wasn't weak, not to the public eye. He held himself to be someone strong, someone who wouldn't break or soften for anyone or anything. Everyone believed it, they always did and always will. Draco even convinced himself the same thing, that he was the strong and tough guy he wanted so badly to be.
He built a barrier with electric fencing and barb wire, keeping everything and everyone away from the soft, sensitive, part of his heart that was neglected horribly over the years. He was proud of himself for it too, while it wasn't hard, it was a small thing he took pride in. He liked the idea that others saw him as someone tough rather weak, he liked that he didn't have a weakness for others and that he'd built the fence so strongly.
Then Evie walked through it so easily, not even being bothered or pained by the electric shocks and sharp ends it gave off. She'd walked though, found the spot he couldn't let anyone see or feel. But she did, so easily no matter how hard he tried to make her stop. It was natural for her to do so, the way she'd hold him and make him feel wanted and loved... it gave him a weakness that others couldn't.
Draco wanted to hate the idea of it, he did for a while. And then Evie would hold his face or laugh at the way he'd pick on first years, then he couldn't be angry for her breaking through. Others knew better then to say anything about it, though it was a weird sight to see him without that dangerous fence up, it always returned when Evie would leave.
Though no one knew or cared too, Evie was the same as Draco. She had a wall up as well, one that hated the idea of letting anyone see who she was. She didn't want anyone to see her vulnerable and weak. And that's what she loved most about Draco, she could express that with him because he understood her. He didn't comfort and tell her it would be okay like everyone else, he made her feel normal and hole. She knew what it was like for someone to knock through your fence so unexpectedly because he'd done the same thing to her.
"What?" Draco found himself asking as he looked at Evie oddly, feeling her fingers rub across his left check as the two laid side by side on the ground, their study session failing as she pulled him back to look up at the sunset before it fell to a stary night sky.
"Do you wanna go to the Yule ball with me?" her voice was confident yet soft as she cupped his checks with a smile.
Draco laughed at her slightly with a odd look, "Who else would I go with?"
Evie and Draco weren't together long, only two weeks in and somehow it felt like they'd been together for decades.
"Just checking." she admits with a small smile, letting his face go as she turned to the sky again, holding his hand instead, "If you could name the moon, what would you name it?"
"Draco." Draco said with a small nod as Evie looked at him in disbelief, "Great name."
"You're pathetic." she laughed as he joined in with her, "I'd name it Denton."
