The Half-Blood Prince

You know that feeling?

When nothing bad has happened, but your stomach is doing flips, your heart is slamming in your chest and you feel suffocated.

You know that feeling yet?

I'm sure you do. Because that's how it felt.

Every single day, waiting for him to reply.

Since y/n had finished fifth year for summer, everything had changed. She was at the mansion of course with her family, and finally after three years, she could call herself Draco's girlfriend. And that felt good.

But, and a very big but, nothing seemed right. Her father would go missing and not return home for days, Draco hadn't wrote to her once, and they hadn't seen eachother since their last night at Hogwarts.

It felt lonely, sat on her window ledge, looking out for a letter to come swooping in from his barn owl. That day didnt come though.

"Hellooooo, Stoney you in there?" Theo snapped his fingers in her face, bringing her back into reality. Y/n was sat on the leather black sofa in the common room, with Blaise, Theo and Pansy.

"Sorry what did you say?" She asked.

"It's nearly time for the first night feast, was just making sure you were still alive, didn't wanna drag a corpse into the hall" Theo snickered. She rolled her eyes in response.

"Has anyone seen Malfoy? Just realised he's not here" Pansy spoke from Theo's lap. It seemed Y/n and Draco weren't the only ones to finally admit their feelings for one another over summer.

"No, he wasn't on the train either actually" Blaise replied.

"You wouldn't know Blaise you thick fuck, you were too busy in the ravenclaw carriage" Theo nudged Blaise, making everybody laugh.

Blaise has also found himself a lover over summer.

"Piss off."

"I still can't believe loony Luna would get with a bloody Slytherin" Said Theo, adjusting Pansy on his lap.

"Don't start calling her shit mate, I don't think any of us expected to fall in love but he we are."

They all looked eachother. Y/n slumped on the sofa, Theo and Pansy on the armchair, Blaise on the ottoman. It was silent after that, they just took in what Blaise had said.

Crazy what can happen in three years.

"Right, come on fuckers we'll be late" Theo remarked, playfully pushing Pansy off his knee as they all stood up. A wave of anxiety flushed through y/n.

"Seriously though, where is Draco?" She asked, to which everybody shrugged at her with a few mumbled 'I don't know's.

As they all walked down to the hall, they saw lots of familiar faces. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Dean, Neville, the twins. Y/n gave a small wave to the twins who replied with a smile. It seemed they had forgot what happened between them last year.

"Look at all the first years. That was us five years ago, mad that" Blaise told the group.

"Yeah, me two years later. I remember sitting at the table for the first time."

"Yeah, gawping at Draco more like" Pansy joked, giving her shoulder a playful push.

They all swarmed into the Great Hall, candles twinkling from the ceiling, the usual four long benches in rows. As usual, they sat at their bench in their seats.

Theo noticed her face drop when she saw the space next to her was empty.

"Maybe he's just late, don't start blubbering Stoney that's gay." Pansy slapped his arm scalding him for saying that.

"Very best evenings to you all. May I start by saying that from now on, Defence against the Dark Arts will now be taken by our very own, Professor Snape" Dumbledore started his usual speech. Murmured claps and whispers came from around them.

"That'll be a barrel of laughs then" Blaise whispered, sarcasm dripping from his words.

Dumbledore's words slowly faded more and more, the worried thoughts of Draco's whereabouts, but she was snapped out of her trail when the food arrived.

She ate a small amount before it was time to go back. Y/n walked back to the dorms with her friends and wondered if he was in his room. They all reached the common room.

"I'm gonna go see if Draco is in his room, can you two stay down here?" She asked Blaise and Theo, who groaned.

"If you're gonna fuck him can you please hurry up? I wanna go to bed soon" He snarked.

"Piss off I didn't mean that you dirty sod!" She laughed swatting his arm. Her laughter soon faded as she walked up the boys stairs and reached his room.

Her heard was pounding in her ribcage. If he's behind the door, what would she even say? They haven't spoken in two months.

Knock knock.

She heard footsteps, before someone turned the knob and only opened the door a creek.

He sighed in relief before opening the door widely for her to come in.

Y/n walked to the middle of the room facing the window, still neither of them speaking. It was like this for a while.

"Why haven't you been speaking to me" She decided to break the silence first.

He didn't reply. She turned around to face him, and that's when she properly saw him. His face colourless, eyes drained, white lips. He stared at her with no emotion.

"Did you hear me, Draco? I said why-

"I heard you."

Silence.

"So why didn't you write back?"

"I've been busy" He mumbled, walking around in pointless circles.

"Busy? I've been busy too but I still managed to write to you every week!"

No reply.

"It's not difficult to pick up the quill and-

"Don't fucking start. I've been fucking busy Bloodstone, I've just told you that."

"Busy enough you couldn't just write once atleast?" She spat with her arms folded.

"Don't get all bitchy with me. Did you think I'd be writing to you how much I love you and how I wish I was with you instead of being at the hell I have to call fucking home did you?!" He shouted throwing his arms as he spoke.

"No. I just thought you'd have the decency to atleast say hi or some-

"STOP IT! FUCKING STOP IT! I just said I've been busy-

"AND I'VE JUST SAID IT TAKES TWO MINUTES-

"I WOULD OF IF I WANTED TO!" He roared. Y/n stopped shouting, feeling her heart clench.

"So you didn't want to." Both of them were panting, his eyes glued to the floor. "So what you said that last night meant nothing?"

Silence.

"Fuck you then" Her teeth were gritted and tears were starting to cloud her vision. She started to walk to the door, when he grabbed her wrist turning her around. She looked up into his eyes as he looked down at her not saying for a second.

"I'm not good at this. I'm not good with emotions or feelings" Draco sighed. Y/n released herself from his grip.

"Did you just mean what you said-

"No. I'm sorry. I don't know how to handle these feelings, I've never had them before."

Draco took a step forward as Y/n wrapped her arm around his middle and put her hand on his chest.

"It's okay." He didn't stroke her hair or kiss her forehead like she wished he would, but it's Draco Malfoy she was dealing with. Of course he didn't.

"Where were you at dinner?"

"Stop with the questions. We'll talk after we sleep." Y/n hovered infront of the door not knowing whether he wanted her to stay or not.

"Are you gonna stay?" He asked quietly, looking at her with droopy eyes.

She didn't want to ask him questions or get into another argument, so she took his hand.

"Come on then."