Draco Malfoy fic in a Hogwarts universe where Voldy doesn't exist and everyone is alive and well.
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𝙒𝙊𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍𝙒𝘼𝙇𝙇:
Somebody who is the reason for your happiness; a soulmate; a forever lover.
Somebody you find yourself thinking about constant...
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WHAT I WANT
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I didn't know if I was thrilled to be back at Hogwarts to see all my friends-or if I was absolutely dreading it.
"You are who I wanted to ask to the ball, Elysia, but-fuck, you make it all so challenging."
"You're not looking at him when he's looking at you. The rest of us-we're the ones who notice."
I felt as though I was losing my grip on sanity. My head felt like nails were being hammered into my skull-from the never-ending headache that was brought on from my constant conflicted thoughts, all revolved around Draco.
Everything had drastically changed and I didn't know what to make of it.
"Elysia!"
I stumbled slightly as Pansy ran into me, pulling me into a bone-crushing hug.
"I know it was hardly two weeks but Merlin, I missed you and your gorgeous face."
I laughed as she pulled away from me. "Always a delight to see you, Pans. How were your holidays?"
She shrugged lightly. "Same old. I mostly went over to the Malfoy manor and hung with Draco and Blaise."
I gnawed on my bottom lip.
"It was right in front of you, Ambrose. Pansy never lets me hear the end of it."
Draco had said Pansy knew how he felt about me-if Pansy did know, it meant he was indeed not messing with me and what he said was honest. But how was I supposed to ask Pansy about it? Then Draco would know I was asking and he would relish in making sure I never heard the end of it.
Pansy stared at me oddly. "You alright?"
I quickly nodded my head, forcing a laugh. "Yes. I'm alright. I should-I should go see if I can find Hermione."
Pansy nodded. "I'll see you around, yeah?"
The following week, I did everything I could to avoid Draco. If I saw him headed in my direction, I would turn and dart away. Every time I would sneak a glance at him in class or in the Great Hall, he would already be looking at me.
Maybe it was immature but-
I just couldn't think.
How do you have feelings for someone you've done nothing but hate and argue with for years?
I was the last person in the Defence of Dark Arts classroom because I was too scared to grab the textbook earlier, leaving me to wait for Snape to leave the classroom so I could retrieve the book I needed.
I finished putting my books away in my bag, heading to the door only to be stopped.
Draco slid into the room, closing the door behind him.
