As I hold my cup of steaming black coffee, the froths slowly dissolved into swirls of beige and black, I found myself sat by a window that I desperately searched for, it's not too busy, after purposely avoiding peak times
The seats seem ancient, a thin leather of dust rests on the worn out leather, dusting it with the palm of my hand
Three hours into my journey, roughing fifty two minutes left to go.
After the mess with Katya being unfaithful yet again. Plus, my date with X- I mean Mallory it just got a bit much. I needed a break to collect my thoughts but she jaded every single one, not Kat.
Her.
I have not bothered questioning the letter I received, Didn't mention that did I day two into my trip a letter arrived explaining she was filling for divorce, to be with another man Charles I believe it was bound to happen. I wasn't good enough. Mal, she makes me feel wanted and cherished.
Katya's father contacted once by letter after not being able to reach his only child, I explained the series of events which lead to very uncouth words leaving his lips
Branding her, no better than a scarlet woman
To which I couldn't argue
Summer is rolling to an end now, my pulse switching knowing what I want next.
Every package left over the years, gave an unsavoury taste in my mouth, but I assume it was the unknown now I know more its just pure excitement.
Vulgar thoughts mist over me, her scent I know and her taste I briefly remember from my drunken lust
Sweet with a hint of something bitter, sour almost
Meeting her seemed idiotic so soon after what happened.
But after failed courting and a shit marriage
What have I to lose?
The thought of being able to share conversations, adventures and cold nights with someone who truly wants me there, makes me warm and banishes the threat
She would have loved Amsterdam
That is where I've been the last seven days, like I said I needed a break from everything to become a ghost just for a while and I did just that
I let the culture in, sampled the food and indulged in the use of Marijuana, that just heightened the visits to landmarks
Kaleidoscope my experience
The Van Gogh Museum, to the luxury canal boat tours and even learned a bit about muggle history Ann Frank
Interesting to say the least
Shades of dark blue, speckled pink, lilac and indigo mix into each other and paint the sky as if it was painted by Van Gogh himself
His past was a fascinating read, cutting off his left ear, people believed it was an artistic move to remove sound as a way to connect more with other senses. When in reality he battled mental illness, resulting in hallucinations.
Allegedly, after removing the ear he packaged it and gifted it to a prostitute at a local brothel
Poetic.
Slowly, stars uncover themselves, glistening and twinkling in the surreal, colourful sky. The clouds create a thick orange coloured layer hiding the sun, Turning them into a deep orange too.
One by one, almost in sync, the lights of the street of the city and tall pointy skyscrapers seem to also have stars on them as their white lights turn on too.
Abruptly stopping, I'm homeward bound
Clattering out my seat to reach my hold all in the over head luggage, I make my way to exist, stale coffee in hand.
The sound of violins echo the seemingly abandoned station, the graffiti pulling my attention definitely adds that much needed artistic flare
Throwing my cup in the nearest bin, I continue to the stairs already feeling the summer chill
Steps of heaving crowds overhead, drains thumping from the tires of cars impacting them
The wind gets knocked out my lungs when a body collides with mine, despite the vast space
Pink mist glazes my sight
A muttered sorry fills my mind, watching the figure scurry to catch the last call of the train
Scarf billowing behind, a familiar scent invades me, as I turn to see her enter the compartment, her eyes already drill into mine
A smirk on her painted in her pupils, wisps of midnight peak through the veil she wears speckled with gold
My heart thumps, dropping my bag I hurry to the train, Hastily pressing the button
It's like an invisible string is tethering me to her
Her globes widening as she seems my struggle, I can hear mumbled shouts coming from her.
Someone owed me a favour today clearly, because the mechanical door slide open. In a haste I grabbed her wrist yanking her body flush to mine.
She was ethereal, mystical, harrowing
I let out a sigh feeling her hold me back. I've been longing for this since the last time. I never wanted to leave her but I had to, I needed to figure out my thoughts.
"Draco, what are you doing I'm going to miss my train?" Her eyes looked around, as the train doors closed once more, beginning to thunder down the tracks. She sighed heavily, narrowing her eyes with a pissed off aura.
"Does it really matter, baby" I felt her knees buckle in my hold, that word had the desired effect.
"I mean, I-I guess not but.." I love making her nervous.
"No, no buts. No more second thoughts, no more thinking. From now on we live in the moment" I almost shout at her, causing her fragile frame to tilted back from my hold.
"We?" She is adorable, her hues doed with confusion
"Yes we, if you'll have me"
Please have me.
"Of course I'll have you, God your handsome" She squeaks, grabbing my face and pulling our faces close, noses rubbing, even the silk adorning her is filling me with want.
"I know" I winked causing her to slap my chest.
Minutes. Minutes we just stare at each other.
"I want to kiss you, let me, tell me I can please"
"Shh love" That fucking nickname, sets my soul ablaze "Close your eyes Draco no peeking, promise me"
"I promise darling, I've already told you it's you I want all of you, when your ready I'll be here"
Feeling her warm breath on my lips makes my blood run cold.
"Soon, I promise"
"As long as its before our wedding day" I hear her huff a laugh at my terrible joke, another slap given to my chest.
"Just close your eyes and shut up will you"
I did just that. I could feel her body rising to meet my height. A singular kiss placed on the corner of my lips, yet I was still. Patiently waiting with baited breath, I cant believe she was here. Anticipation shadowed me, then I felt her plump cherry flavour lips press to mine, reciprocating in a second, I could kiss her for the rest of my life. I've never experienced this euphoria before.
It must be fate
It planned out perfectly
Now I know for sure, I need her
Now I know for sure, he wants me
My heart knows what it wants, and it's her.
Reluctantly I pull away from her lips the taste of her lingering on me, letting my fingers grasp her veil, sliding it back to cover her up, fluttering my lids open "Fuck it, let's go?"
"Where" Her eyes widened, as she laughed nervously
"Anywhere with a bed or a wall, fuck it here will do" She giggled as I lifted her petite body wrapping her legs around my waist, slamming her back to the wall of the subway. She arched her back due to the mildewed pointy rocks behind her "Just take me anywhere.. with you"
"I-I know a place" She whispers
"Let's go then, give us a chance please I promise you won't regret it" Not caring how desperate I sound anymore. I owe this to myself - for a slither of happiness.
"Follow me" She climbs down, wrapping her hand in mine as I watch her peach perfect arss wiggle with her strides.
"With pleasure"
Authors Notes: And so it begins
YOU ARE READING
The Watcher; Draco Malfoy 18+✅
Fanfiction✅Completed✅ Draco Malfoy. The once confident, powerful heir finds himself drowning in a situation money cannot help him out of. When infatuation becomes obsession. The past returns with a vengeance. She pulls herself from the shadows to claim what i...
