It Can't Rain All the Time.

Andrea Blake always thought Draco Malfoy was a self-absorbed prick, but what happens when he shows a side of himself that makes her question everything, even her relationship with Harry Potter?


7. Chapter Seven.

I looked out a passing window as I made my way down the hallway. Grass, that was once green, was now pale and stiffened with ice. A few brown leaves lingered on bare branches around the school grounds as icicles hung from the roof, glittering and sparkling with the chilled air. The moon glowed a milky white, showing the first snowfall of the season. Reaching the library, I smiled and turned to see Malfoy at the front entrance, rummaging through a bookcase. Months have passed since we started working together and our relationship seemed to grow with that time. Apologizing to Harry was the first step, and I was able to see a side of himself that was unique. Unfortunately, it disappeared when we weren’t alone. I continued to stare as he grabbed a book and his nose squinted in concentration.

“Your brain isn’t in there,” I told him as I walked over and placed my bag on a nearby table.

“Very funny,” he replied and grabbed a different book. “I was looking for yours actually since it never developed properly.”

I pouted as I sat down, “You’re mean.”

With a smirk, he placed his books on the table to sit next to me, “The meanest.”

I glared as he shook his head in amusement and grabbed a book to take notes on the Polyjuice potion. Suddenly, a thought paced through my head and I looked in my bag. With a grin, I took out my notebook and smack him upside the head.

“Hey,” he shouted and rubbed his head with a frown.

“Serves you right,” I said and crossed my arms in triumph. “You should be nice to people.”

He smirked and poked my side, “I’m never nice sweetheart.”

“Oh,” I began and squirmed in my sit with a laugh, “I know.”

“Are you ticklish?” he asked with a mischievous smile.

“No,” I narrowed my eyes.

He grinned widely then grabbed my sides.

“Stop,” I yelled with a laugh.

“Tell me I’m good looking and you have a major crush on me.”

“Don’t count on it,” I told him as my eyes began to water.

“It’s your funeral,” he shrugged and continued to squeeze my sides.  

“Be quiet,” the librarian shouted from her desk with a disappointed look.

We separated quickly and I smack Malfoy in the arm once she turned back to her computer. With a laugh, he rubbed his shoulder then looked at me, his eyes glowing with mischief.

“You should laugh more often,” I stared. “It suits you.”

“Well,” he began with a smirk, all traces of laughter gone, “you shouldn’t because it makes you look even worse.”

Rolling my eyes, I smack him again, this time in the forehead. Throughout the next three hours, we continued to bicker with each other and work on the project. When it was time to leave, Malfoy suggested he’d walk me back to the Gryffindor Tower. Once we reached the first lady, I said goodbye and he waved then disappeared into the hallway. Saying the password, I looked around the empty common room and made my way towards the dormitory. Opening the door, I saw Hermione asleep along with our other roommates and stripped into a long shirt. Climbing into bed, I pulled the covers over my body and closed my eyes with the sound of Malfoy’s laughter echoing in my ears.


I was woken up the next morning by someone shaking me.

“You better get up,” Hermione told me with a smile as I stared at her over my shoulder. “Did you pack yet?”

Realizing it was winter break, I jumped out of bed and began throwing my clothes into a suitcase with a smile. After I rushed into the bathroom to get ready, Hermione and I grabbed our belongings to follow the rest of the students towards the train, meeting Harry and Ron in the process.  

“Mione, where are you going for break?” I asked as we walked into an empty compartment.

 “The Burrow,” she began and put her trunk on the top shelf, “Ron’s mum invited Harry and I to spend Christmas there.”

Ron nodded as he sat down near the window and I finished putting my things away. Harry pulled my body towards him once I sat down and I rested my head on his shoulder with a smile.

“That sounds like fun,” I told her as she sat next across from me. “Wish I could go.”

“You should,” Harry mentioned and kissed the top of my head.

“I can’t,” I replied. “My parents want me to come home for Christmas, even though they won’t be there.”

“Where are they going?” Hermione asked as Ron stuffed his face with a candy bar.

I shrugged, “Some cruise.”

The compartment door opened as Malfoy and my brother came to stand in the doorway.

“Hey,” Adam greeted with a grin. “How’s it going?”

I prevented my lips from smiling,” What do you want?”

“I just came to tell you that Draco is spending the holiday with us.”


“Why what?”

I rolled my eyes, “Why is he spending break with us?”

“His parents are going away and they want him to be with someone.”

“Oh,” I replied and glanced over at Malfoy, who was smirking. “Okay.”

They closed the door behind them as I looked at Harry,” I swear I didn’t know.”

“I know,” he smiled and grabbed the back of my neck with his hand. “It’s fine.”

Nodding, he brought our faces closer to kiss me. Pulling away with a smile, I talked with the rest of the gang until the train came to a stop and we grabbed our belongings.

“I’ll miss you,” Harry told me and wrapped his arms around my waist on the crowded platform as Hermione and Ron ran towards the Weasley family.

“I’ll miss you too,” I replied with a sad expression.

We said goodbye one last time and left each other to walk over to our families.

“We have to apparate because Mom and Dad left already,” Adam mentioned once I reached them.

Nodding, I grabbed my sister’s hand and disappeared. Seconds later, I found myself staring at my house as Malfoy and my brother appeared next to us. It was built with a Victorian edge to it and had a deep gray color, which made the pale ivory running along the edges more visible. It had two floors total, which consisted of four bedrooms, two bathrooms, an enormous living, a laundry room and a modern kitchen. All the rooms had big windows, some with views of the breathtaking country side. The front door was surrounded by a steady porch and one side had a swinging chair.

“Nice,” Malfoy said with approval.

“It’s alright,” my brother replied and we walked up the drive way and through the front door.  

Lena let go of my hand to run up the stairs and I laughed following after her. Passing Adam’s room, I continued down the hallway and glanced through the door on my left where a room folded out. The walls were a light green and the ceiling was white, along with two doors that lead into a walk in closet. Light filtered into the empty room from a large window that overlooked a garden, which was now covered in snow. A bench was built into the wall underneath the window seal, but was dusty from not being used in a while. A queen sized bed, covered in dark red cotton sheets, was located in the middle. Placing my belongings on the floor, I laid on my bed and sighed from the comfort. After a couple of minutes, I got up to take a shower. Once I reached the bathroom, I closed the door to turn on the water and jumped in after taking off my clothes. An half an hour later, I got out and wrapped myself in a towel.

“Crap,” I looked around and groaned. “I forgot my clothes.”

Opening the bathroom door, I poked my head out to see an empty hallway. Arguing with myself rather I could make it or not, I ran and collided right into Malfoy’s chest.

Grabbing the towel so it wouldn’t fall, I took a couple of steps back and felt my face heat up, “Sorry.”

He looked shocked at first then took in my appearance, remaining silent. His eyes traveled up and down my body and rested on my green ones. Wanted to say something, I opened my mouth but he grabbed my waist and pushed me gently into the wall with his body, cutting off my thought process. For the next second, we continued to stare at each other until a hand slowly moved up my side and across my collarbone, leaving a trail of goose bumps behind. Titling my head to the side, he slowly kissed away the water drops on my neck and bit gently on a spot that met my shoulder, making me gasp. Wanting to feel his skin, I lifted his shirt slightly and ran the palm of my hands over his stomach, making him shiver. Removing one hand from my side, he held the back of my head so he could leave small kisses on the corners of my mouth. He pulled back to run his fingertips along my lips as his eyes changed to a darken gray. Not leaving me a chance to escape, he brought our heads closer, grazing our lips.

“Lunch is ready,” Adam shouted from the living room.

Malfoy stared at me for a second then made his way towards the kitchen without looking back. Falling towards the floor, I brought my knees towards my chest to slow my beating heart.


Finally! Some action! :) I'm not sure if the romantic part was okay or not so let me know! Please? :) Anyway, did you guys enjoy this chapter? Things are heating up between Andrea and Draco. It will only get better as the story goes on :D I'd like to thank Elysia, Griffindor girl, and TESSApotter for commenting! Thanks! Your thoughts mean a lot! Stay tuned for more!

P.S. So, I'm letting everyone know now that the next chapter will be in Draco's POV :) I want to show what is going on in his mind as he tries to find out what he feels for our main character! 

Thanks again!


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