Forbidden Trouble (Mini Series) Completed

Part 1

All unpacked, he stood beside the window and gazed across the road to the park, watching some muggle children as they kicked a ball around in the sun. Giving a bored sigh, he was about to turn away when he noticed Goyle's beautiful neighbour walking across the street with a book in her hand and without even realising a small smile spread across his lips. Even from the distance, those highlights in her hair shone brightly under the sun and he found himself with visions of touching it tenderly. After reaching a bench she sat down and within the minute appeared to be completely engrossed by the words in front of her.

Draco didn't know what came over him, but without a second thought, he was walking down the stairs and out the front door, not even bothering to tell Goyle. When there was finally a break in the traffic, he wasted no time crossing the road, only slowing down once his feet stepped upon the cobblestone path, taking a breath to steady the strange flutters gathering in his stomach.

As he neared, he noticed her biting the inside of her cheek as her fingers subconsciously rubbed the corner of a page between her fingertips, her features completely engrossed in whatever muggle book she was reading and it was completely adorable. Stopping abruptly, Draco looked to the ground and shook his head, 'What am I doing? She's just a filthy muggle!'

About to turn on his heels and return to the house, he stopped abruptly once more, but this time it wasn't because of his own disapproving voice playing in his head. Instead, he stopped because of a sweet familiar voice that he only just heard for the first time less than an hour ago. "Hello, it's such a beautiful day, don't you think?"

Draco almost choked on the air in his throat, as he looked up to see Goyle's beautiful neighbour gazing at him with probably the most stunning (EC) he had ever seen and that smile... ahh, that smile, it involuntarily made him smile too. And not a forced smile or a half smile, it was a smile he felt all around his body, barely able to remember the last time he felt like that. Awkwardly, Draco cleared his throat and hesitantly took a step closer, scarcely able to mutter a few words, "Ah... yes, it is."

Watching her close the book and place it on the bench beside her, Draco realised that she must actually want to talk to him and the very thought had such strange and wonderful feelings bubbling away inside his chest. Yet, at the same time his head was telling him it was wrong... that he should walk away from this beauti-... filthy muggle, but his feet just wouldn't carry him away, instead he found himself taking the few remaing step between them to sit on the bench opposite her.

Draco laid flat in the bed, his eyes wide, staring at the ceiling. Sleep was nowhere in sight. It had been like that for weeks now, the large dark circles surrounding his eyes a testament to his suffering, barely able to scrape together a few hours each night. However, tonight saw different troubles playing on his mind... sweet, beautiful and... forbidden troubles. It had only been a few hours earlier, that he sat with (YN) in the park, the very park just a stone's throw from where he lay and he couldn't keep the image of her perfect face from his head. Every time he closed his damn eyes, there she was, giving him a smile that had him holding his breath, or tucking her soft (HC) locks behind her ears, causing him to bite the corner of his bottom lip. And then there was her voice, such a beautiful sound... a sound he could get lost in and quite happily never return.

Rolling over, he buried his head in the pillow and groaned, there was no point to any off this, (YN) was a muggle, a beautiful, sweet and kind muggle... but a muggle none the less, he simply couldn't allow himself to like her. Why on earth did he promise to meet her at the park again tomorrow? Giving another groan her rolled back over and slapped his hands over his face. He couldn't go, he shouldn't go and yet deep down he knew he would ignore everything his head was telling him. That come tomorrow he would sneak out and make his way across the road again, just to see that perfect smile one more time.