𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 || 𝐃.𝐌

Chapter 17

We are making our way back to the common room.

Draco didn't utter any words. He was completely silent.

I was behind him, and I was just looking at him as I followed. It's like I wanted to talk to him but I couldn't seem to form any words out of my mouth, it was just stuck inside my head.

Then he stopped.

I stopped with my pace too, my eyes still never left him.

Curious I am of why he had suddenly stopped.

He turned around, looking at me. He doesn't look mad, nor mischievous, nor happy.

He looks emotionless and I couldn't identify what he felt. He looked at me in the eyes like he's looking through my soul. He looked like there is something wrong.

He took off his robes and walked closer to me, then he placed the robe around me and finally spoke,

"People might see blood stains on your clothes. They might suspect that you murdered someone."

Then he turned his back to me without any more words and continued at his pace.

"Murder?" I mumbled.

But that was surprising, truly, his action he just showed, especially when it came from Draco, himself. It's the first time I have witnessed him being....nice to me or maybe he's not being nice. Wait, was he? Or was he just-

"Are you just going to stand there or wait until someone sees us?" I heard him say.

My eyes found his eyes again, those beautiful eyes. So mesmerizing, so beautifully silver coloured with a hint of blue.

He just cried earlier, but why does it look like he didn't?

His hair was messy, his left sleeve was stained with blood from the wound that I just covered earlier with my handkerchief.

He looks a mess, but perfect.

I flickered my eyes and immediately gazed away, noticing that I have stared too much at him. Then cleared my throat.

-Draco's POV-

My eyes were locked upon hers. Her eyes were dark like those chocolates that I always favour.

She flickered eyes, looking away as her cheeks turned even more pinkish than her usual.

Adorable.

I heard her clear her throat. "We should bett-better be going." There was a hint of stutter in her voice then she started walking.

My eyes watched her as she passed by me and a smile crept up to my lips which I didn't notice I just did.

Somehow, I felt my heart beat like a drum all of the sudden.

I immediately wiped off the smile on my lips as she turned around, not wanting her to see that I just smiled and not wanting her to suspect anything.

"You look...flustered. Your cheeks are nearly red as a tomato," she told, her eyes curiously looking into mine.

I closed my eyes and sighed before speaking, "It's just the weather, Y/n. Don't think something foolish."

-Y/n's POV-

Just a while ago, he looked flustered and now that he spoke, he went back to his old self.

Mean and Vile.

He is truly confusing to understand- No, I couldn't understand him at all. There were times(not many) that he would act something out of him. He is impossible to read sometimes like a book with a lots of different languages that it would literally give headache from trying to understand it all.

He spoke the password on the large door in front of us and went in.

Again, no words were uttered between us after I told him he blushed almost like a tomato.

He went to the stairs that lead to the Private bedrooms for the boys.

"Draco, about the-" I was about to ask him about that day, that Christmas Evening, but he went straight upstairs without turning his head back to me.

He must have been feeling tired. Best let him be for a while, he must have needed some time alone to think.

☁︎︎ ❀ ☁︎︎

I woke up from the Sunlight that went through the sheer curtain of my room's window.

I spread my arms, stretching my body as I sat up. My eyes laid on the brown clock on the table that was next to my bed.

"Bloody hell," I muttered.

It was already 8:50 and ten minutes till Potions class starts.

I rushed out of my bed, went into the bathroom and washed my face then again rushed outside, heading myself to my wardrobe, and picked up my uniform.

I quickly dressed up and put on my simple makeup as usual, then grabbed my robe from the couch and headed outside the room running.

There are no more students around the common room as I dashed myself to the Hallway, which was already empty too.

Having no roommate is hard because no one could wake you up, especially when your own room is far away to the shared dormitories of Daphne, which is in the other side of the stairs.

I was busy thinking that I might get a detention for being late then I got myself hit on something hard that caused my fall.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't looking at my way clearly." I looked up as the man let out his hand to help me. "Oh, Michael, it's you," I spoke, placing my hand on his, as he helped me up.

"So, you're late too." He smirked like he wanted to laugh. Then his eyes wandered around my robe. "Say, did your robe get taller- I mean- bigger than you?"

"Pardon?" I lifted my arm, looked at it, and noticed the sleeve was a bit longer than my arm. I looked down at the length of it, noticing how the robe's length was almost reaching my ankle.

Then into my realization, it wasn't mine.

Sh*t, I grabbed the wrong robe. I GRABBED Draco's robe. He must've gone to class without it.

"We should better be going, we're running late." Told Michael, still looking at my robe curiously and trying to hide his laugh. "You look like a child who had just worn your brother's robe." Chuckle now has escaped his lips.

"Shut up," I playfully rolled my eyes as we went to our class.

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A/n:
Ahhh🦋, Draco calling us "ADORABLE"!

We is Adorbs!!!🦋🦋🦋