Draville: The Year After

»--»Neville's POV- unless otherwise marked«--«
Neville didn't mean to murder. It just... Happened.
When Malfoy shows up, just as dirty and cut-up as Neville, saying he understands, what will happen?
»--» Draville Ship BOYxBOY so you know the drill«--«


10. Ten

I opened my eyes and saw Draco next to me.

"Hey, babe."

I smile. "Dude, what the hell!"

"What?" He smiles back innocently.

"Don't play innocent with me," I grin. "How long were you in my bed?"

"Technically, it's my bed, as this is my house."

"Big difference. You avoided my question.... How long did you sleep with me? I swear to God if you say all night-"

Draco waggles his eyebrows. "That's for me to know and you to guess," he looks at me with a guilty smile on his face.

I try to form words to describe this. Happy, I guess? But also surprised and angry. "Draco, dammit! It's too early for that..."

"Said who?"

I look at him. "Said me. And most people who have been in a relationship for two days."

"I could be dead tomorrow, and you'd be happy I did that."

"What are the odds of that actually happening?"

"Slim." He shrugged. "But what are the odds of a man deciding to create seven Horcruxes and finding a prophecy that states that a boy will die at his hands or him at the boy's hands?"

"Good point." I was drained of all fight.

"Ha." He says, smirking in victory.

"Now get out." I pointed at the door. "I need to change."

He smirks at me one last time, and walks out the door, slamming it loudly behind him.

I sigh, opening the closet. Shit. All my things was still at Grandmother's. "Draco!" I yell.

The door opens. "What?"

"Everything of mine is still at Mari's."

He shrugs. "And?"

"Well, I need my things! Can we go get them? Please?"

He groans. "Fine. But borrow some of my clothes for now. They should fit."

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