Just A Dream-Draco Malfoy

"Your just so beautiful." He breathes out, his warm, minty breath fanning over my face. I feel my eyes flutter shut subconsciously. "This can't happen, whatever this is between us has to stop, Draco." My once confident voice turning into a whisper. "I don't want it to stop though. At all. We've come this far, Elaina. You mean way too much for me for this to just end. I can't get you out of my head and I can't imagine a world without someone as perfect as you." Draco confesses, sitting down on the old couch in the Room of Requirement and putting his head in his hands as if to question every word that just flew out of his mouth. I smile. "Draco, if I even hear a sound outside this has to end." I say, sitting down next to him and trying to fight a grin creeping its way on to my face. He looks up, his hair disheveled, and his face lighting up like a Christmas tree. "Oh how much I love you." He says, grinning madly and snaking his arm around my waist. "I love you too, Drake. Just imagine it, though. A Gryffindor and a Slytherin. Dating! The looks we would get." I say with a light laugh, and he laughs in reply. "Hey. They say opposites attract, right?" He smiles cheekily, sneering a kiss on my already blushing cheeks, sending chills down my spine. I smile up at him. Oh, how my life had changed. Elaina Pratt. Cousins with the Weasley family. Best friends with Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger and everyone else in their family unit. Draco Malfoy. Slytherin prince, son of ex Death Eater, Lucius Malfoy. No one would have ever imagined this would even be considered of happening. That's the thing, though. It did.