"BINGO!" Professor McGonagall yelled from the table across from me. Everyone in the cafeteria groaned.
"Not again," Nevel Longbottom whined from next to her.
"This is boring," I complained to the Slytherins sitting next to me. Pansy nodded.
"I know what'll spice it up," Blaise nugged my shoulder from his spot on the bench next to me. I looked at him, quirking an eyebrow as I waited for him to continue. He leaned down and whispered into my ear, "Go get your boy toy to come play with you."
My face flushed red as I smacked his arm, "Piss off."
"What did you say to her?" Bulstrode asked from across the table, very interested in what caused me to blush so hard.
Blaise just shook his head. He tapped my shoulder and then whispered again, "Just go get him. You know he'll have some good ideas."
I rolled my eyes, but stood up anyways. "I'll be back," I announced.
"Possibly with, or without, a sassy blond next to her," Blaise added. I chuckled as I walked off, leaving the crowd as they decided on what game to play next.
Once I arrived to the door, I answered the painting and walked through the large door. The empty and eerily-quiet common room gave me goosebumps. Despite being used to it empty at night, it was worse because it felt like I was completely alone.
I got a flashback of when I had struggled to open the door a while ago, and Blaise had to help me out. I had a panick attack because I felt alone and trapped, since I didn't know anyone else was with me.
Nothing.
That's what I fear most.
Quickly, I rushed up the stairs to the boys' dorms and made my way down the hall to Draco's dorm. I knocked on the door, but as I did it opened gently. The door hadn't been shut all the way, which immediately made me start to worry.
"Draco," I called out as I slowly stepped into his room, announcing my presence. "Draco, are you alright?"
I opened his bathroom door, the only other door in his room, cautiously. "Draco?"
There, he stood over the sink, hair wet as he splashed more water in his face. He seemed frustrated with himself.
He hadn't heard me come in or calling his name over the sound of his sink running, so he had yet to notice me. I took this time to analyze him a bit more.
The blond was wearing a black tanktop with grey sweatpants. His pants were slightly damp in random spots, making it obvious some water had splashed away from his face and onto him.
I leaned against the doorframe with my arms crossed, waiting to find the right time to announce myself. I noticed a tattoo on his wrist, but couldn't get a good look before he punched the wall next to his mirror. He winced his hand back in pain.
"Fuck," I cursed out as I ran up to him. "Are you alright?"
"What--" He backed away from me. "How long have you been standing there?"
"Not long, I just saw you punch the wall, though. What's wrong?"
"Nothing, now go away."
"No."
"What?" He stared down at me, daring me to stay, but also asking me not to leave.
I grabbed his arm, "What's going on with you? You've been so frustrated."
"It doesn't pertain to you, now back off."
"Draco, please--"
"I said back off," He stepped forward, trying to back me away, but I stayed put.
"I'm worried about you."
"That's your fault," He put his hand on my lower back and turned me around so he could push me out. I reluctantly let him push me, but stopped once we got by the front door of his room.
"I'm not leaving you."
"You're not staying."
I crossed my arms and stepped forward, closing in the gap between us by a large amount. "I won't let you kick me out."
"Haven't we already established that you can't say no to me?" He pushed his chin further down to look at me, inquiring he wasn't just looking down at me because of the height difference now.
"I can, I just haven't chosen to stand my ground before. Now, I am. Tell me what's wrong."
He put his hand on my head, "You're adorable."
"Fuck you, I'm--" I turned away to hide my pink cheeks. I huffed, "Compliments won't make me leave."
"They make you blush." He grabbed my chin and made me look at him.
"You're so bipolar.." I mumbled, looking away again.
He pushed me up against the door, shutting it in the process. "I thought I was supposed to be leavi--"
He cut me off by grabbing my waist and pulling me into him. I instinctively wrapped my arms around his neck, then his arms slowly started to snake the rest of the way around my waist.
He was hugging me.
"Why are you here?" He whispered into my ear.
I removed my arms from his neck and wrapped them around his waist before laying my head in the crook of his neck. He smelled so nice. I breathed in, and planned to speak when I breathed out, but he beat me to it.
"Careful," He demanded.
When I realized what he meant by that, I kitty-licked his neck, he inhaled sharply.
I backed up with a smirk, "Now, you're adorable."
He shook his head at me, before pulling me back into the hug. I layed my head on his chest this time.
"Can we go to game night, now?" I asked.
"That's what this is about?" He questioned softly, his voice vibrating his chest.
I nodded in the hug, hoping he could feel it. When he said nothing, I spoke. "Yeah.. They're probably playing Go Fish now, or something."
He chuckled, "I see."
Pulling away from the hug, I looked into his eyes in disbelief. "You just laughed... at something I said."
"It wasn't a laugh."
"You giggled."
"Was not a giggle."
"You chuckled."
"Only a little bit."
This time, I giggled. "I lov--" I stopped myself. "Love this."
"What?"
"As much as I miss our late-night talks in the common, I think I love this more."
"What is this?" He asked confused, but not sounding it.
"I'm not sure, but I don't want it to end." I went back into the hug once more before finally pulling away.
"Let's go play Go Fish!" I joked, not expecting him to play along.
"Prepare to lose."
"As if!" I scoffed, opening up the door for us. I walked down the hallway first as he followed behind me and shut the door.
"You know I can easily read your thoughts."
"No, you can erase my thoughts, there's a difference." As I continued walking, I paused. "Don't you want to change first?" I turned around to look at him, eyeing him up and down. His arms rested behind his back so effortlessly.
"It seems as though you don't want me to change."
I turned around, my face flushing red. He chuckled softly, "I have a hoodie, don't worry. This is your eyes only."
That did it.
I turned around to see him about to put his hoodie on, but I walked up to him and pushed him to the nearest wall. He almost smirked seeing me like this.
My eyes trailled up him as my hands rested on his stomach, and that was the moment I realized just how gorgeous he was. The moonlight shined in from the window down the hall, causing his eyes to sparkle in their grey hue.
"Are you going to stare all day, princess?" He teased.
"Call me princess one more time and I'll do more than stare," I glared. After a moment of intense eye contact, I backed away.
"As of now, though, we play Go Fish," I said as I resumed walking away.
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I am running out of data, meaning it's slow right now, so I'm going to try to publish quite a bit in the time frame I have :,)