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His Alone	By : Sevy14 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 5080 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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As Draco led me back to my room my mind was racing with questions for him. I wanted to ask him this, ask him that, but I never said a word. I only glanced up at him. Stopping just outside my door he opened it and stepped back. As I stepped through I turned to look at him, to see him staring at me back. "Thank you for walking me back."

"Father instructed me to do so."

And so you did, nobody disobeys Lucius Malfoy. I smiled at him, just a soft smile, "Well if it's all the same, thank you." I watched as he turned to go. I paused for a minute and then stepped back out through the door, "Draco?" I called down the hallway.

"Yeah Granger?"

"It was really nice seeing a familiar face. I know I see your father but-but it was nice seeing a classmate."

"Yeah."

Was all he said as he stood there and looked at me. Shrugging I gave him a small smile, "Well uh, I hope you have a good day"

"You to Granger."

And then he turned and walked away. Nodding I step back into my run and go to take a bath. As the water ran I thought about the events of today and what lay in store for me in the coming days. Stopping the water I step in and lay down relishing in the warm blanket that covers my body as the water rushes over my curves. I smile, laying there smelling the lavender scent that the water has and I just relax, all the stresses of my morning evaporating along with the hot steam that rose from the tub. After thirty minutes I rise, wrapping myself within a towel. Stopping before the mirror I pause and take a deep breath in. Aside from all that has happened I still look healthy, vibrant, and young. I can feel the sorrow building up but I refuse to think of it on this day, no, I won't let my own fears and sorrows overtake me today. I put my clothes on, they're actually mine, he let me keep them. My fathers Oxford sweatshirt, my mums old t-shirt that she got when we visited Disneyland when I was seven and my favorite pair of jeans, I felt like home in these clothes. Exiting the bathroom feeling better I'm startled to see Lucius standing at my window. I just sit there and wait for him to speak but he doesn't. So I move across the room to stand next to him gazing out at the window. He just stands there, hands clasped behind his back and I wait.

"You look out this window often."

At his voice I turn to look up at him, but realizing that it wasn't a question I just look back out the window. He didn't speak again for a couple more minutes, startling me when he turned and took my left arm in his hand.

"You took a long bath, any reason?"

"No, not really, just wanted to relax is all I suppose." My own voice sounding somewhat alien, I couldn't figure out why. He just nods and releases my arm, turning back to the window he sighs. It's almost a silent one but I hear it.

"You stepped out of your room once you returned, you know I dislike it when you do not stay in your room."

I swallow and nod at him. "I-I apologize sir, I just wanted to tell him that it was nice seeing a familiar face."

"You see my face."

His voice had hardened somewhat and is back was rigid instead of relaxed as before and I could tell that he hadn't finished his sentence. Taking a chance I take a deep breath I look down and then turn to face him. "You think I fancy your son, don't you?" He says nothing but I see his nostrils flare. Smiling, I put my hand upon his arm, thinking this is definitely not how the rules go, but today is going to be a day of courage. "If that is the case, which I believe it is, let me inform you sir, that I do not fancy your son, it is only that he is someone I grew up with. Regardless of the fact that we were always fighting, he is a childhood face, I hope that even you can see how that would be sentimental in my Gryffindor eyes." The tick in his jaw lessons somewhat and I know that he's heard me. Removing my hand from his arm I look up at his face. "Besides, is it terribly wrong for me to want conversation or friendship? I know how you feel about me conversing with others-especially men, but your son, I fail to see how that could be damaging?" Lucius only squints his eyes and clear my throat and turn, walking back to my bed I sit down looking at him. He turns to face me, his face cold and his eyes indifferent.

"You want a friend?"

I know he thinks that I feel as though his attentions are not enough. "You're busy a lot sir. And-and sometimes I don't see you. It's nice to converse with someone but I know how you feel, that is why I've never brought it up." I say, looking at him in the eyes.

"Were you attracted to him?"

Shocked by his question I look up at him. "Him? Draco? No. I-no sir."

"I was not talking about my son."

Oh. "You mean that boy?" He just looks at me. "No. It was nice to talk to someone. I don't like being alone, I didn't feel so…" I fall silent, my face a frown in thought. "You had left and I was so used to having your presence, our one-sided conversations it was nice to have someone talk back to me and not at me." I blush a bit at my confession. "Sir I-I didn't mean that the way it sounded it, well at the time we had more one-sided conversations and well… It was nice to be talked to and not the one that has to do the talking." My admission made me giggle a bit I had just done all the talking in this situation. I look up at him, his eyebrows are narrowed but that is the only change to his demeanor.

"I see."

Is all he said and just looks at me. "I was not aware that he had an attraction to me, well not until you got mad at me and then I was locked up in here like Rapunzal's purity and he disappeared like the lochness monster." I said, sighing afterwards. "I don't know how you could think that I had feelings for him, but then again, I never looked at it from our point of view."

"Why do you wear those; they are filthy."

I look down and self-consciously hug myself. "They make me feel home."

"This is your home."

Was his only response… I nod, "This is my prison sir. A beautiful, intriguing, quiet prison." I notice his eyes narrow at my response but other than that, nothing changes. He crosses the room to the doorway and stops as he opens it.

"You are free to roam today. I would advise you to stay away from the south wing." He pauses. "You are allowed to speak to Draco if you run across him. But only if you run across him."

I nod. "Yes sir." He turns and walks through the door-leaving it open for me. I stand and slip my slippers on and head towards the door. I'll get to go to the library today. He's been leaving me some parchment and quills in there so perhaps I'll get to take some notes to come back and write. Just as I reach the door I gasp, he's just outside of it.

"There are a few guests for you in the library."

I just look at him, my face confused. How could I have a guest? He must have read my face, he just smiled.

"Think of it as a late Christmas present."

And then he was gone. Taking off down the hallway disappearing into the darkness, the vastness of his manor never ceases to amaze me, it's really huge. I practically run to the library, my excitement bursting through just as I explode through the door. Stopping I look around but I don't see anyone. Breathing heavily I start to feel the sadness creep up, had this just been a horrible joke for Lucius to play on me? I walk towards the center of the library, moving around the book shelves until I heard low voices. I stopped for a minute to try and identify the voices but they had also stopped, obviously hearing my footsteps so I walk forward only to stop suddenly, my mouth falling open, my heart dropping. I burst into a huge smile, shock stuck upon my face. "Neville? Luna? Professor Snape?" And then I feel that awful blackness creep up and take me, my shock disappearing as I blacked out.
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