"And I would like you
To love me, to love me, to love me"
-song: The Wisp Sings by Winter Aid
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"GIVE EVERY MAN THY EAR BUT FEW THY VOICE," Ophelia read aloud from her Hamlet copy. She huffed out a sigh "That's one of my favorite quotes from this part." She said talking to Draco, who was lying on the ground with his head resting on her lap.
"Why?" His voice rasped out as he stared up at her, the book was blocking her face.
She moved the book so she could look at him. "I don't really know," she shrugged "I feel like it kinda means to make sure you're listening to everything everyone says," she knotted her brows "But to not speak to much yourself," she chewed on her lip "Because it's important to be a good listener, but it's okay to keep things to yourself sometimes." she pushed up her glasses "Not sure if that made sense." she laughed lightly.
Draco brought his hand up to his eyebrows to block the sun out of his eyes "I like the way you think." he murmured.
She bit her cheek, trying to contain her smile. She closed the book and placed it on the ground next to them. She leaned her head back on the tree trunk her back was pressed against. She laced her fingers in Draco's blond locks. She lighty hummed Heart Of Glass under her breath as she played with his hair. Malfoy gently closed his eyes and a soft sigh escaped his lips. He felt relaxed. His mind was in the present and not thinking about the horrific task the Dark Lord was forcing him to do.
"I need to teach you how to skateboard." she thought out loud.
"Why would you do that?" he lazily opened his eyes.
"Because it would be fun," she grinned "If you ever come to my house, I can teach you on mine," she chuckled "Though I think I need a new one because mine is all scuffed up and shit," she said "I've had it since I was 10."
"I have no energy to learn such a childish muggle activity." He told her with a sight smirk.
"Tu n'es pas marrant." she pouted "I don't like it when you talk poorly about Muggles."
"Whatever." he uttered while sighing. "Are you cold?" he asked while he noticed goosebumps printed on her bare arms and legs. Her sleeves on her white button up shirt were lazily pushed up to her forearms, while she had on her uniform skirt, which wasn't giving much warmth either.
"A bit." She gnawed on her lip. It seemed the once warm fall October air had gone bitter and cool more recently. Draco sat up from laying and took off his uniform robe "Oh you don't have to do that." she said as he handed it to her.
He shook his head "You should have brought your robe out here," he ignored her comment "Go on then take it," he said with a laugh "I don't want you to catch a cold."
She sighed and took it and wrapped it around herself. She had forgotten her hufflepuff robe in her dorm when she had gone to grab Hamlet from her room after classes. "Well now you're gonna be cold." she said while noticing he was just his white button up long sleeve shirt with his Slytherin tie and black dress pants.
"Don't worry about me love," he moved so he was sitting next to her. He grabbed her hand and brought it up to his lips, pressing a light kiss on her knuckles. "How have you been doing in your classes?" he asked. It was no secret to Draco that Ophelia wasn't the smartest girl out there, he also knew she wasn't very confident when it came to academics.
She shrugged and laid her head on his shoulder "Alright I guess."
"How's Astronomy going?"
She smiled "Good, still my favorite subject." she said "You should have taken it this term, we could have been in the same class again."
"I don't really have time for it." he muttered. Draco only took up the classes that he absolutely had to take. He needed time to think, not learn about random shit he wasn't going to need to know when the war comes around.
She nodded, trying hard not to ask why he didn't have time for it.
"Draco?" her voice was soft. He hummed in response "Do you think you when this war happens," she knotted her eyebrows "that we'll still be together?" she raised her head from his shoulder and looked at him.
"I hope so," he said looking back at her with a small smile "Something would probably have gone terribly wrong to keep me from you."
She felt herself blush "You're so cheesy." she said with a small chuckle.
"Only for you," he winked then started to laugh. Ophelia shook her head as she scrunched up her nose.
She too began to laugh "It's okay though," she bit down on her lip as she tried to stop chuckling "I like it."
"I know you do, that's why I say those types of things" he said as he kissed her forehead "Though it is true, I don't think I would last more than 4 months without you," he sighed "Probably even less than that," he smiled "You keep me sane Ophelia Woodlock."
"The feeling is mutual."
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Draco tossed up a green apple in the air and caught it with his right hand. He repeated this action as he walked down an empty corridor.
"Are you going to take anyone to the dinner?"
Draco stopped walking and furrowed his eyebrows. He peeked his head around the corner and clenched his jaw as he saw Ophelia and Harry talking. He pressed his back against the wall, trying to listen to their conversation without being seen.
"I don't think so," Potter said "Are you taking Malfoy?"
"I haven't asked him yet, but I doubt he'll say yes," Ophelia sighed "He's just been busy lately"
"Yeah about that," Harry rubbed the back of his neck "Herimone doesn't think I should tell you this, but I think you should know," he paused "I think Malfoy is a Death Eater."
Draco tried hard to resist the urge of turning the corner and hexing Potter for saying that.
"W-What?" Ophelia gave a fake laugh "Harry are you insane?" she asked "I think I would know if my boyfriend was a Death Eater." she looked at him with disbelief.
"I know it sounds mad,"
"No," Ophelia cut him off "Not mad, completely crazy." She tried to cover up her worry with a chuckle.
"You're right, but I have a feeling," he crossed his arms "And I'm not a hundred precent sure," he sighed, "but I'm telling you this because if it is true, then you need to be careful."
Ophelia shook her head and bit down hard on her sore lip "Okay," she mumbled "I should get going." Harry could tell she was not very fond of the new information she just heard, so he decided to leave her alone.
Harry nodded his head and turned around and began to walk away. Ophelia stood there and tried to steady her heavy breathing.
Draco pushed off the wall and went around the corner. "Hey," He said to her, trying to act like he didn't hear the conversion she just had. He walked closer to her.
"Hi." her voice sounded weak. She shook her head, "You'll never believe what Harry just told me," she gave out another fake laugh.
Malfoy leaned against the wall and cleared his throat "What did he say?"
"He said you were a," she stopped for a moment and sighed "a Death Eater," she looked up at him "He's wrong right?" she swallowed hard "You're not a Death Eater?" her voice was laced with worry and disbelief.
He clenched his hands, making the apple in his right hand almost burst open "No," he shook his head "Of course I'm not," he licked his dry lips "Why would he even say that?"
"Not sure," Ophelia took a deep breath.
"Do you believe him?" Draco asked worriedly.
"Um," she cleared her throat "No," she looked at him "Obviously because you would have told me," another fake laugh rolled out of her mouth "Just thought it was odd that Harry would say that." she looked at him "I trust you." she smiled.
Draco also faked a laugh and smiled. She was going to hate him once she found out.
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French line: you are no fun (Tu n'es pas marrant)