ITS YOU ; DRACO MALFOY

chapter 248.

The rest of the morning is very peaceful and tranquil, except for when Blaise pulls out a camera and decides to take pictures of everyone. Him, Malfoy and I, sit in the living room, trying to have a conversation while the others stay rowdy in the kitchen. "Put that away." Draco scolds as the brunette points the camera in his face.

"I'm commemorating the experience." He defends snapping a picture of Malfoy's blonde strands. "I think your hair is too bright for the flash." I laugh at that and Draco raises an eyebrow at me before holding his hand out, to Blaise.

"Let me see it for a minute." Blaise skeptically raises an eyebrow and steps back. "I won't break it, I promise."

Again, Blaise skeptically looks at him and hums. "I don't trust that, promise Parker that you won't break it."

Once more, Draco rolls his eyes before turning to me and promising that he won't break the camera. I smile and Blaise hesitates before slowly passing the object to his friend. Malfoy smirks before turning me to me and pointing the camera. I cover my face with my hands and listen to the camera flash. "I could've just done that for you." Blaise quips and I look to see Draco shaking the picture in his hand.

"I'm not done." Malfoy scoffs before taking a picture of Blaise holding up both of his middle fingers. "Very charming...I'm keeping this camera. I'll reimburse you for it."

"It's yours anyway, I stole it from Hogwarts." Blaise admits and my jaw drops. Malfoy looks just as shocked as me and Blaise cackles. "How did you not notice?

"You sneaky cunt." The blonde insults and I giggle.

After that, a few hours are spent with Blaise retaking the camera and snapping pictures of everyone once more, forcing everyone to group together like it's the last day of school. However, when he's finally done, I prepare myself a sandwich and, while I'm chewing, Draco walks over to me with the camera and snaps a picture. I groan and put my hand out to block the image as he tries to take another one and he laughs. "Stop it, I'm eating." I complain but he brings the camera closer to my face and snaps another picture. I scowl at him and he also takes a picture of that so I decide to try and take the camera from his hands. He holds it high above his head so that I can't reach but I try to and jump anyway, I don't succeed in my efforts.

Eventually I huff and decide to give up trying and to finish off my sandwhich. Once I've finished cleaning my dish, Draco stops taking pictures of me and smiles at the collection of pictures in his hands. "Look at how beautiful you are." He says, standing behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist to show me the pictures. I look down at the one closest to me and it's the one of me scowling at him. I have a crumb on my lip but a sparkle in my eye, probably because I'm looking at Malfoy. "Naturally gorgeous."

"...thank you." I quietly reply and he chuckles before bringing his mouth to my ear. He plants a gentle kiss on the soft skin and I glance in the living room to see his friends all deep in conversation. "Are you done with your toy yet?"

"For now. I'm waiting to take pictures of you sleeping."

"You're a creep." I insult and he winks before kissing my lips. "Are we doing anything today?" He nods his head and my interest is piqued. "Well, what are we doing?"

"We are going to have sex in the shower after joining my friends to go clubbing." The blonde answers and I cross my arms at the first part. In response, he gives me a boyish smirk and I roll my eyes at it. "What? Do you not like my idea?"

"I dislike your cockiness." I objectively reply and his smirk grows at my lack of denial. While we continue our small conversation in the kitchen, we end up moving onto the topic of our wedding (through me bringing it up) and Malfoy decides he'd like it to be in the summer as he, apparently, despises the cold months. "But it's November in two days, do you think that 8/9 months is enough time to plan a wedding?"

"Is it not?" He asks and I cross my arms as I shake my head. "Why not? Anything longer than 9 months is unnecessary. A wedding is an event that goes on for a few hours for one, bloody, day. I could plan the whole thing tonight."

"Hi, I'm Bella, I'm the woman that you're going to get married to." I say, putting my hand out for him to shake and he hesitates before taking it. "What makes you think that 8/9 months is enough time to plan a wedding when the wedding includes me?"

"You got eloped, for fuck sake, you didn't plan that." He points out and I feel my heart sink, slightly, at the memory.

"Yes and I'd like to have my fairytale wedding, that I've dreamed of since I first learnt what a wedding was, with the correct man. And this means that every second of the special day needs to be perfect, including your vows. What are you going to say?"

"...do I have to write my own?" I nod my head at that question and his eyes widen. "Wait, what? Why? You already know that I love you, hence why we're getting married, why do I have to write a whole ass essay stating that fact?"

"Because it's more meaningful." I quip, disguising how disheartened I am by the fact that he doesn't want to write his own vows, and he rolls his eyes.

"What are you two lovebirds chirping about?" Blaise asks, padding to the kitchen, while the rest of them stay in the living room; talking.

"Parker wants me to write my own vows." Draco snitches, grabbing a pack of grapes out of the fridge before washing them off and popping one in his mouth.

Blaise takes one of the grapes from the pack before taking a seat on the counter and glancing at me. "Is that an issue?" He asks, his gaze returning to Malfoy, and I smile.

"Yeah, Malfoy, is there an issue?" I taunt and the blonde sticks his middle finger up at me before shaking his head ans eating another grape.

"Yes there is." He answers and Blaise raises an eyebrow. "And I'll enlighten you. The issue is that it's more shit to do. Personally, I would like to get the wedding over and done with. It's just an event for muggles to keep tabs on us, why do I have to have a whole ceremony in order for it to be acceptable for me to be married? A whole wedding is useless and writing vows is useless too."

"Careful, you're not going to make it to the wedding if you continue." Blaise warns, a small smirk playing on his lips, and Draco cocks his head at me as if he's waiting for a response. "All I'm going to say is that with how both of you have, previously, handled situations maybe writing your own vows would be good. But nobody attack me."

"I praise you." I comment and the brunette chuckles before taking a handful of grapes and returning to the group of friends in the living room. Turning to Malfoy, I smile a satisfied grin and he rolls his eyes. "It's worrying that you don't want to tell me how you feel about me."

I get an eye roll, at that, and I choose to cross my arms. "You already know how I feel about you. I told you last night."

"When you were fucking me in a hot tub." I lower my voice and he seems proud of my statement. "And you're only saying it because of the heat of the moment."

"Is that what you think?" He questions and I slowly nod my head. "But I told you afterwards, I love you."

"Yes but why do you love me?" I reply and confusion takes over his face. "I could go down the street and tell anyone that I love them. Do I mean it? No. And I'm not saying that you don't mean it, I'm saying that just telling me that you love me isn't going to make our wedding that special because I already know that you love me, I want to know why you love me and what makes you love me."

"You've got a nice ass."

My patience is worn and I no longer want to talk to him, which is why I migrate upstairs and to our bedroom.

He's a man. He doesn't get it. No matter how perfect he is, he's never going to understand how much this wedding means to me. I'd rather get back with Cedric than listen to Draco tell me that he likes my ass while reading his vows. I'd slump into a deep depression.

Really? That's why he loves me, Physical attributes? It's nothing special, it's my body. Just my body.