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“So Jacey, tell us more about you.” Lucius said while sipping his firewhiskey.

I looked at Draco for a second, willing him to speak for me before stuttering, “I – Well –

Um…”

Draco cut in quickly, “Well, Jacey is at the top of our class.”

I nodded fervently, thankful that he had helped me out.

“Really?” Lucius started, his voice low, “Well, I heard that she is in Gryffindor house.”

Draco just blinked, which I took as a bad sign.

“Have you no shame son? A Slytherin and a Gryffindor? That is just simply unthinkable.”

“But, Father I-“

“Why is it so unthinkable Lucius?” Narcissa asked, her voice was soft, but the look on her face gave the illusion that she was yelling.

“I seem to remember you claiming to be in love with a certain Gryffindor girl.”

“That was quite different.” Lucius cut in quickly, “Tanya was-“

“She was a Gryffindor and a half blood, Draco could not do worse than that.”

I had to stifle my sudden urge to laugh, Lucius Malfoy used to date a Gryffindor, and not only a Gryffindor, a half blood as well?

No freaking way!

Wait a minute! They’re talking about me here, say something!

“I um…”

“Regardless, we will finish this conversation later. It is not dignified to argue in public.” Lucius said, looking around the restaurant with an eyebrow raised.

Narcissa nodded in agreement, “Good idea.” She replied, poking her fork at her son’s plate, “Draco, finish your peas.”

I took a deep breath and looked at Draco as Lucius and Narcissa continued talking about half bloods.

“Are you okay?” He asked softly, his fingers grazing mine on the seat.

I nodded, “Yeah, I kind of knew what I was getting myself into.”

Draco laughed and nodded his head, “I’m sure you did.”

“Well, mostly, the details are a bit sketchy.”  I added with a small smirk, cutting my chicken into little tiny pieces.

“Hopefully everything will work out the way we want.” Draco said quietly, his fingers now sliding between mine .

I looked down at our intertwined fingers and looked away quickly.

 “Well, how do you want it to end?” I asked him quietly, being very careful not to draw any attention to our conversation.

Draco smirked, “You know how I want this to end Jace.” He said, and as much as I willed myself not to, I felt bubbles in my stomach.

I was about to reply when Narcissa looked up at me, with her dazzling smile.

“So Jacey, I feel as if we are ignoring you.” 

I felt myself blush as I tucked my hair behind my ear, “Oh no, you’re not ignoring me.”  I said quickly, feeling like that was what she wanted to hear.

“Well that is good to hear.” Lucius said sarcastically, polishing off the last of his firewhiskey.

Narcissa bumped his arm lightly and returned her smile to me, “So dear, who are your parents? Perhaps we know them.”

I looked at Draco quickly, before stuttering, “W-well, my father is Thomas Davidson, he works for the American division of the Ministry of Magic, and my mom is Tabatha Davidson, she is a healer at Westbridge General Hospital.”

Lucius muttered something that sounded that sounded a lot like “Muggle lovers.”

But Narcissa seemed to be ignoring him, “Lovely.” She said in her silky voice.

She patted my free hand that rested on the table, as if in apology for her husband.

“I do believe I knew your mum in Hogwarts, you will tell her I send my love won’t you?”

“Of course.” I heard myself agree almost automatically.

“I’m sure that she will love to hear from you!”

Narcissa smiled again as Lucius cleared his throat and dropped some coins on the table.

“I won’t be leaving a tip.” He announced, perhaps too loudly, “The chicken was quite dry.”

*+*+*+*+*

As soon as we walked into the house, Lucius made an excuse to leave my presence.

Muttering some incoherent babble about paper work, he strode off without even a glance in my direction.

Narcissa turned to me quickly, seemingly unperturbed by her husband’s actions, perhaps she was used to it by now.

She smiled as she stretched out her arm, “Welcome to our home dear, please make yourself comfortable, and if you need anything, do not hesitate to ask.”

Her eyes fell on my suitcase which was sitting on the floor by my feet.  “I’m sure I can get you a house elf to carry you things upstairs.”

“Oh don’t worry about it mum, I’ll take care of it myself.” Draco said quickly, before she had a chance to call a house elf.

Narcissa nodded and smiled at her son before placing her hand on my shoulder, “I do hope you enjoy your time here love.”

I smiled, there was something about her mere presence that made me instantly feel comfortable, especially without Lucius in the room.

“Thank you Mrs. Malfoy.”

“Oh please dear, call me Narcissa.” She said with large eyes, withdrawing her hand from my shoulder, and turning to walk away.

“Oh, Draco, you know which room is Jacey’s right son?”

Draco nodded as he bent down to pick up my suitcase.

“All right then.” She said happily, “You two have fun, but not too much fun.” She added with a smirk.

“Mum!” Draco said between his teeth.

Narcissa turned and started walking away, “And don’t be late for dinner!”  She added before exiting the room.

I looked at Draco with a smirk and laughed.

 “That seemed more like a threat than a request.” I observed only when I was sure no one was listening.

Draco nodded, “Well, my father gets so angry when things don’t go by schedule, it presses on his last nerve I think.”

I made a mental note to make sure that neither of us ended up late for anything, especially dinner.

We reached the top landing and I looked down the hall, there were doors as far as the eye could see and I had no idea where it ended.

I stopped walking and took a deep breath, “Wow.”

Draco put his hand on the small of my back and looked down at me.

“Are you all right?” He asked, not exactly sure what was wrong.

I jumped slightly when I felt his hand and laughed.

“Oh yeah, I’m fine.”

I said, running my fingers through my hair.

“There sure are a lot of rooms in this house.”

Draco laughed as he started to walk again, “Well, this is only the second floor, the third floor is usually where the guests stay, but you’re more important to me.”

He said quickly, giving my hand a squeeze as he pulled me along.

We must have passed at least ten doors before he finally stopped, “This is your bedroom.”

He said with a smirk, pushing the door open with his foot.

I followed him into the room, as an involuntary smile crept to my lips, the room was simply beautiful.

Draco placed my suitcase on the bed and it automatically opened.

My clothes levitated of their own accord, folded themselves in mid air, and fell into the drawers of the dresser.

It kind of reminded me of how Mrs. Weasley cooked and cleaned, with pans and articles of clothing floating everywhere.

“Wow.” I stated quite simply with a small smile, “Believe it or not, I have never seen that happen.”

I added as I walked over to the four poster bed that’s duvet looked too pristine to even use.

Bending over I lightly traced my finger across the soft silky pillow and smiled, “This bed looks so comfy.”

I said, not really talking to anyone but myself.

“Let’s find out shall we?” Draco asked me while walking to my side.

“What do you mean?” I asked, turning to look at him.

He wrapped his around my waist and pulled me into his chest, our close proximity caused my breath to catch in my chest.

Draco smiled as he traced his finger across my cheek and played with my hair.

“How comfortable do you think that bed really is?” He whispered into my ear.

“I don’t know.” I replied, quite breathlessly as I started to finger his collar.

“I have an idea.” He said, kissing me lightly, barely grazing my lips.

Before I even knew it, he was pulling away and I was trying to bring him back, which proved to be far with y eyes still closed.

I felt his hands fall down to my stomach and opened my eyes as he started to tickle me.

I screamed as I fell back onto the bed, bringing him with me.

He stopped tickling and I looked into his eyes, “You tricked me.”

“Yes.” He replied, kissing my forehead, “I did.”

“So now what do we do?”

I asked, suddenly aware that I was trapped between him and the bed.

Draco looked down at me with a smirk, “Well I don’t know about you, but I’m quite comfortable here.”

I bit my lip slowly as my eyes wandered down his shirt, lightly I pushed on his chest with my hands , letting him know that I wanted up.

He rolled off of me and sat up, “Is something wrong?”

He asked, watching me stand up and walk over to the dresser.

I sighed as I tucked my hair behind my ear and looked at him.

“I’m sorry, I just got a little freaked out when you were, well, you know.”

Draco took a deep breath and held out his hand, “Come here.”

I walked back to the bed and sat down next to him.

My heart was fluttering so fast, but I couldn’t understand why, I never felt this way about any other guy that I liked, including Harry, and that was saying an awful lot.

My cheeks were burning so badly that for a second, I contemplated pouring water over my head.

Draco looked at me, “Listen, I know I have done some crazy things in the past to get your attention, I have yelled at the top of my lungs in a crowded room, I have, and I admit this shamefully, tried to slip a love potion into your pumpkin juice, and I know I have made more than a few unwanted advances; but I promise you, I would never force you to do anything that you didn’t feel comfortable doing.”

He lifted my chin with his finger and smiled, with no trace of his usual smirk.

I smiled and started to laugh, “You are not what I expected.”

He dropped his hand and ran it through his hair, “Why does everyone end up saying that?”

He asked with a short laugh.

I shrugged my shoulders and looked up at him, “Maybe it is because for the first time since I’ve known you, you’re actually acting… almost human.”

I said with a smile, making it obvious that I was joking.

Draco looked at me with a smile, “Well, I really do try Jace, especially when I am with you.” He said.

I scooted closer to him and raised an eyebrow, “And whys that Draco?”

He ran his fingers down the length of my hair and smiled, “Well, maybe it’s because I really like you.” He whispered.

I noticed that he said like and not love and for that I was grateful, I was pretty much convinced that he loved me, and I knew that I loved him, but hearing it out loud so soon would really freak me out.

“Good answer.” I breathed, suddenly preoccupying myself by playing with the collar of his shirt, a nervous habit that I had just realized I had.

Draco lifted my chin again and kissed me softly, but not for very long.

When he pulled away, I rested my forehead on his, feeling my heart fluttering in my chest.

“I just might like you as well Draco.” I replied, desperately wanting to replace it with love, but not allowing myself to do so.

If things go as planned these two weeks, I will tell him on Christmas Eve, I promised myself.

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