I am a Riddle | Draco Malfoy, 18+

T w e n t y - e i g h t,

Mature content ahead.

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The days grew darker, as the surroundings dimmed, and everyone held on edge, knowing that terrifying times approached us,

But in some way, I didn't fear the unknown as I thought I would,

Because I had him and her.

Luna and Draco caused everything to seem brighter, easier, plainer.

We spent our days with breakfast, class, lunch, class, dinner, sleep, and then it all started over again, like usual. The professors believed that our schedules should go on as it did before — for it to feel ordinary, even though nothing were,

The only thing different from before all this madness took place was the fact that Draco accompanied me everywhere, even to the bathroom — he simply stood outside and watched me like a hawk,

He didn't speak much when my friends were around — he made it clear that he didn't enjoy the company at all, which caused him and Luna to bicker, a lot.

But still, he stayed. He never left me alone,

Flashback to a few weeks ago,

" What is it?" I asked quietly. His chest hugged my back as his hands clenched around the railing.

I tore my sights from the remarkable view the top of the Astronomy tower could reach, " Hm?" He hummed, resting his head on mine,

My head fell back to rest on his shoulder, feeling the icing winter breeze tugging my cheeks, " You seem—," I held, chewing my bottom lip in hesitation,

" You seem upset,"

I felt his chest tense of my words, his breaths rose heavy, but I had to ask, he didn't act like himself anymore. I felt this sinking feeling of him being dishonest with me,

" I'm not,"

I swallowed thickly before spinning around in his hold, blue eyes matched mine, " You can talk to me, Draco - you know that, right?"

Draco's face fell at my words. His arms let go of the railing and wrapped around my waist, pulling me close, " I know," He breathed out, creating goosebumps to trail down my spine,

And for a moment, the silence greeted us, only the sound of lively wind sneaking its way through the tower,

His body tensed before he leaned back, staring at me with soft eyes,

" There are things I can't tell you. Not yet."

My sights grounded as a shaky breath passed my lips — my thoughts suited. He did hide something from me, but at the same time, so did I.

His hand softly cupped my cheek, tilting my head back to face him, " This has nothing to do with—," He held as he swallowed, " Us, "

" But I need you to trust me with this — please."

My eyes searched his, looking deeply into the eyes I fell deeply for, feeling his thumb in circles over my skin, '' Will you do that for me? Will you trust me?''

" I will,"

He looked at me, in a way he had never done before, flashes of honesty seen on his features, before he held me,

'' Never give up on me,'' He mumbled into my hair, as the wind tugged our bodies,

''Everyone always gives up on me — no one ever has faith,''