3rd year potions ;) (ReaderxMalfoy)

Walk and truth

You walk through the corridors, the note in your pocket. Draco decided to meet up at the bridge and enjoy the time you both have left of third year.

"Crazy, isn't it?" He asks while putting an arm around your waist. You snuggle up against his shoulder, "What is?" You ask in a mumble. "This year has passed by so fast. And I can't believe that I actually hated you at one point this year." He looks at you with caring eyes.

"You hated me?" Placing hands on your hips, you raise and eyebrow. "You hated me too, so don't act innocent, love." He smiles teasingly. "Oh shut up, Malfoy." Draco laughed and looked out from the bridge.

"When did you realize you had feelings for me?" He asks you.

Looking up at the ceiling you think. When did you start having feelings towards Draco bloody Malfoy? When you slept with him? No. When he sent the messages through the paper birds? No.

"When we kissed after you found me that one night while I was having the nightmare," He turned to you, to look at your eyes head on. "Before I wasn't sure really,  but when I kissed you. Hell I knew, there was something there. Whether it was one sided or not. I tried to deny it, but I had, I have feelings for you."

He smiled at the confession. "And you already know when I started to love you, so you don't have to ask that again." You push him with your shoulder.

"My father never told me he cared for me." The happy aroma left, and was replaced with sadness, "He pushed me to always be number one. Father always says that if he comes back that I have to..." Draco stopped and started to shake, it wasn't cold outside. No, it was the opposite, the air was rather hot, and people had their robes rolled up.

"Who? Who comes back? What will you have to do, Draco?"

"....Nothing...."

You could tell that Draco is holding back. He didn't look at your eyes, he held onto the banister of the bridge tightly like his life depended on it. The color that was once on his face left him, leaving a even more pale Draco.

"Draco, you can tell me anything. You know that? And I would never judge you. I would always be on your side." You place your hand on his shoulder and he gives a half smile.

"Would you like to go down to the lake?" Your boyfriend asks. "Sure."

He grabs hold of your hand, and you lay your head on his shoulder as you both take your time walking down to the lake. You take in his scent: Vinilla, parchment(?), subtle cologne, and: "Draco, do you like green apples?" He chuckled. "Yes, but not as much as green grapes."

"And why specifically green grapes?" He thinks about it for a second, then answers: "They can be sweet, but quite sour, they're really big, but the inside, the seed, is small." You nod at his observation at this small green fruit.

"Are you trying to make a metaphor of me?" He grins as you both finally make it outside. "Maybe."

"It's so hot outside." You fan yourself with your right hand as your left is intertwined with Draco's. "Not as hot as me." He compliments himself.

"You are so self conceded."

"But I'm stating the truth."

"Some things never change."

You two make it under the tree, luckily no one was under there. Guessed it is to hot to be outside.

"I really want to go in the lake." Draco states, he looks at the water as it shimmers in the five o' clock sun "Go ahead, but I heard there's mermaids in there." You set your arms behind you, letting your body fall back on the weight of your hands. "I can fight them, if I have lasted this long with you, what are a few mermaids?"