𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘 | 𝐃.𝐌.

| 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞

| POV: ELARA WEASLEY

—𝐈'𝐌 awaken by a sudden loud thud from the back of the room. Immediately my body jolts up realizing who it must be at the door. In a hurry, I try to cover myself up as I was only wearing a tank top and some shorts. After a couple of seconds, another thud. Groaning, I take the blanket and pull it over my head with my pillow covering my ears— in hopes for the noise to quiet down a little.

Thud.

Another noise. I'm sick of this already. I was supposed to wake up peacefully like how they show in the muggle movies— looking all beautiful and all with the chirping birds. But no, this git had to make so much noise and wake me up like this. I groan as I'm getting off the couch and walking to the so called 'shared' bedroom.

"Why do you have to be so loud Malfoy?" I question seeing him sit on the bed with a book on his lap.

"Just wanted to annoy you, oh— and I needed to wake you up so you can make me food. After all you're going to be my wife in a couple months right?" He shrugged with a smirk on his face.

"Make it yourself! I'm not your bloody servant!" I say, slamming the door of the bathroom shut.

This boy is getting on my nerves and it's not even been a whole day yet.

Turning on the shower, I get in and let the warm water hit my body— making me relax into the shower and forget about everything around me. It's such an euphoric feeling. I quickly wash my body with my body wash and do the normal shower things one does. Getting out of the shower, I wrap the towel around my body as I walk to the little mirror vanity to put on some makeup and get dressed. We don't have any classes for the day, which is probably because they want us to get use to our partners. I put on my outfit for the day and am about to leave the bathroom when I hear a big thud from outside. Rushing out, I make my way to the kitchen, only to see Draco in the kitchen— which is a big mess.

"What are you doing?!" I question.

He doesn't answer, just starts opening random cabinets in the kitchen and closing them violently.

"Are you going to answer me Malfoy?" I ask again.

"I'm trying to find something to eat!" He sneers.

"Did you look in the fridge?"

"No." He responds.

"Well then look!"

"I don't need you to order me around Weasley" He snaps, glaring.

"I was not ordering you around! You didn't know where the food was and I was telling you" I reply, slightly raising my voice.

"What did you want me to say? Oh Weasley please find some food for me! Never!" He scoffs.

"Just shut up, you're giving me a headache Malfoy. And fine, find the food on your own I'm not doing it" I say, groaning in frustration.