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"Why do you blush like that?", Theo said suddenly and she found him leaning towards her face, studying it.
"Like a virgin. If he failed you can tell me and I won’t let you down", a quick wink followed.
It got to her. The familiar fear they laughed at her. Only now it wasn’t like before, yet she still felt insecure about it. Draco put his arm around her and pulled her closer to him. Public display of affection was very new for him. Harry was staring.
"I’d say I’m good at what I do", a smirk facing Theo.
"Maybe we should let her say?", Blaise raised an eyebrow looking at Astoria.
"She’s not experienced to compare. Pansy, you share with us", Theo laughed but his comments caught Pansy’s attention that usually ignored their rude jokes.
"Wait", her face red with the realization as she couldn’t hide the surprise on her face, "You mean you and Potter never did it?"
Astoria gasped as if that offended her. Her voice was so loud that people stared. Harry caught his name in their conversation and Ron pushed him to look at them. A few daring glances were exchanged between tables.
"I keep telling you we were just friends", Astoria shushed. That was partly true and partly a lie.
"The chosen one and you didn’t bang him?", a laugh came out of Pansy.
A glance from Draco followed that she ignored. Blaise seemed pleasantly surprised by that as he took her hand and shook it as if they had just struck a business deal.
"I can’t believe it, but you’ve actually managed to make one smart decision", he chuckled.
"Thank you, then I’m one ahead of you", she giggled matching his tone. That pleasantly surprised them all.
"Human, after all", Theo noted quietly seeming to himself with a smile.
"You’re right about that", Draco smirked and he eyes at Blaise to land the final blow, "I can’t imagine sinking lower than a Weasley".
That was new. There was only one Weasley he could mean and that was Ginny. But Ginny used to be in love with Harry. The connection was lost on Astoria as she blinked in surprise staring at Blaise who tensed in his seat.
Oh my god, it’s true, the realization came almost with laughter in it.
"And you used to make fun of me for hanging out with the Gryffindors?", she shook her head in disbelief.
"Shut it", Blaise said quietly, clearly furious with Draco who was smirking victoriously.
"I’m not judging", Astoria quickly added.
"I’m judging", Theo quickly joined in laughter as he raised his glass, "She’s fiery. Good at Quidditch which is surprising for a woman. But her family – "
And he went silent on purpose. They hated the Weasleys, treated them like some sort of blood traitors. All made up nonsense. Blaise’s hands were in fists. Astoria couldn’t help but feel as if this was karma. He did make fun of her. For Harry and for Draco as well. Then he made fun of Draco because of her. It had to be karma for a lack of better word that would replace "love".
"Let’s go on a walk", Draco turned to her in the middle of the growing tension.
"Sure", that felt like an escape. He reached to his pocket and tossed money on the table. More than the order costed, she was sure just by the looks of it but said nothing. They left, escorted out by the stares of other students.
Snowflakes melted in his white hair. Astoria always thought Winter suited him. He walked in his black coat; his porcelain skin and light hair made him appear cold, always, no matter what. That’s why she was so surprised to discover how much warmth there was in him. Every touch was passionate, each kiss like a flicker in a flame.
"How will you spoil me?", she giggled as it felt better to be just the two of them. He seemingly smiled at that.
"Make a wish and I’ll grant it", he had a smug smile on his face.
"I think I would wish for every Christmas to be like this".
"It’s not yet Christmas, but it’s close. You almost got it", he chuckled and then his eyes somehow flashed to her as he figured it out, "How are you spending Christmas?"
Her silence confirmed his suspicion. That made it easy sometimes, seeing how bad Dumbledore treated her. How alone she really was. But it also made it hard for him because he would catch himself reaching for her in a protective manner, wondering how to make her smile and other stupid things he had to leave behind.
"I spend it differently each year. I’m not sure about this one. But there is always someone to take care of me, so you needn’t worry".
"You spend it alone", he insisted to say out lout the truth she tried to hide.
"Yes", a sight of defeat, "It’s just how it is. I suppose it’s safer like that".
No more questions followed. There was a quick proposition in his head. To take her to Malfoy Manor, walk her in the hedge, maybe steal some kisses there. Make her a gift, something lavish like diamonds because he was sure she had never seen such in real life. And then sense returned to him. Draco was finding himself more and more absurd around her. How could he bring Astoria Elroy to Malfoy Manor only for his parents to cage her in the dungeon and call for the Dark Lord?
Astoria looked towards Draco to realize he was already looking at her first.
"Nothing", he quickly looked away and ticked in his hands in the pockets of his coat, "You’ve changed".
"In a bad way?".
"No, you’re just different. More confident in yourself I guess".
"I am, I feel more like myself now", Astoria admitted and lifted her gaze away from her feet, "I know who I am now".
"And what’s that?", he chuckled.
"I’m a Slytherin", she said firmly, and he laughed. I’m Elroy’s heir.
"You were a Slytherin for the past five years, did you notice just now?"
"Yeah, I think I noticed just now. That’s why I felt so out of place the past years".
"You did spend some time with Gryffindorks, a big mistake on your part. That’s true", he couldn’t hide the irritation in his tone.
"You were always so mean to me. I sometimes still can’t believe I’ve kissed you and find you attractive rather than repulsive".
"You found me repulsive?", he blinked in surprise towards her.
"With your pureblood status bullshit and making fun of people, terrorizing students and – ", she went on and on until he couldn’t take it anymore.
He grabbed her robes and pulled her in. That always shut her up. Being close to him made Astoria nervous, a very easy thing to figure out. Then she’d look at him with a pinkness in her cheeks and it would make him go weak in the knees.
"Being pureblood is about status. It’s like royalty in the magical world, you should know that", he hissed. A thumb caressing her plump lips already open, awaiting for his to land on her mouth.
"I’m not pureblooded", she said firmly, looking directly into his grey eyes.
Draco felt like he was melting. God, she was so beautiful. There was something off about her that made him worry. How different she really was, how she’d talk back at him and somehow seemed stronger than him when it came to their connection. It always felt to him she’d be the one to walk away, not the way he’d imagined it in the beginning. A horrible miscalculation on his part.
"What do you mean? The Elroy family is – "
"I have had muggle-born lovers. I’ve had just muggles as lover and mixing blood was never an issue to me. It’s about potential, about love and – "
"You?", he blinked confused. As far as he knew she really was a virgin before him.
"My family", her face quickly turning red as she corrected herself and forced a caught, "It’s the history of it".
"I thought you aren’t acquainted with the history of your family?"
Draco pulled her tie, but his eyes studied her in a dangerously precise matter. It made her lose focus and lies became harder for her. Though she did lie to him now.
"I – I, I can’t concentrate when you touch me like this!", she snapped in frustration and tried to push herself away from him.
"You don’t know what your family is like", he finally said, pulling away.
"And you do?", she snorted.
Draco turned to face her. How daring and proud she was becoming, a talented witch with so much potential. There was no other girl like her. Everything about Astoria was magic. But her family –
"I do", he nodded and clenched his jaw.
"What are they like?"
"Cruel", he said almost immediately, "They’re cruel, Astoria".
Ivan the Cruel flashed in her mind, the way Nicola described him, the way Nicola was. If the cycle of rebirth was true, then all of it was on her. It was her who was the cruelest.
"Do you think I’m cruel?"
The question surprised him, and he didn’t even consider it. Instead, a laugh came out of his lips.
"I think I’m crueler than you. You let people push you around and tease you."
"They’ve stopped", Astoria mentioned suddenly. "I almost feel fine around them. And only you continue to tease me."
A pleasant smile appeared on his face. There was no way he’d let them continue. And eventually they got the hang of it. The easy or the hard way. This wasn’t just some school drama; he was the most powerful of them all - his family and his magic, that’s why they picked him out of them all first. But Astoria didn’t need to know about his messes or cruelty. Often Draco wished for her to never know him, sometimes he’d pull away with the fear she would find in his heart other things beside love. Like secrets and horrible, horrible intentions.
"I know", he said coldly and that was enough for her to understand as he watched the flicker in her gaze that came with the realization. "I wouldn’t allow it any other way,"
Draco turned to see her face because he wanted to have his reward – a smile. Instead, her lips crashed into his and two warm hands wrapped around his neck. They’d never kiss like that in public. When Astoria parted from him it was his face that was red.
"Thank you", she said softly and pulled away, but her hand stuck to his and he found it would be inappropriate to let go. So, they just continued walking like that, holding hands. He’d never done that.
Students passed them. They did peak a look but did not seem as surprised as he expected them to be. That was logical, the whole school knew they were shagging, but this was more than that. An extension, only not sexual, not like he was used to -
For an unknown reason Draco Malfoy felt nervous. Glaring at her hands and the way her fingers twisted in his, so relaxed and comfortable there. While he felt like every muscle in his arm was begging to twitch. Then he felt the warmth that formed between their hands and got nervous about it too, because he felt his fingers sweating. She pulled away first and he regretted it instantly.
"Sorry", she said quickly. "I got carried away."
"Ngh", that’s all that came out of his mouth, and he felt like an idiot for it, "It’s all right."
"I know – I just don’t know your boundaries and you know – ", Astoria stopped mid-sentence to look at him, searching for an answer.
Draco never did that too. Talk about his feelings. Acknowledge his feelings. A lot of first things and he almost felt like he was Astoria now, blushing and avoiding eye contact. Made him furious.
"Boundaries?", he snorted. "I don’t have any. You should know."
"Yeah, I mean, just tell me if something makes you uncomfortable."
Fuck, his lips curled in a crooked smile as he realized it did show how out of place it felt to hold hands. And now she walked further from him, somehow thinking he didn’t want that with her. But he did.
"It’s fine", he said coldly, "It doesn’t bother me".
And he reached for her hand, swallowing the fear and the pride, hugging her fingers with his. Blessings to Merlin, they were alone, he just couldn’t handle it otherwise. Felt absurd. Holding hands. Walking while holding hands. Talking while holding hands. His mind was spinning, and he tried his best to appear as comfortable as possible, caressed the skin on her hand with his thumb like he expected it to be done, but it just ate him from the inside how unnatural that was for him –
"You know, we never really set boundaries", Astoria said quietly and her fingers still sat relaxed in his hand but weren’t twisting tightly around his.
"I don’t think we need any. You and I could do whatever we want", he said coldly.
"And can we do whatever we want to ourselves?", Astoria snapped.
"Is there something specific you want to do to me?", Draco grinned and thankfully his mind was now headed in a different more familiar direction. Something he had experience with.
"No – oh, Merlin", she sighed with irritation and her hand left his, "A boundary is like agreeing to not sleep with someone else, for example".
"Deal", he cut her off quickly.
Astoria took a deep breath. At least that was sorted out.
"And there are labels, clarifications rather – "
"Something unclear?", he said as he raised an eyebrow.
A lot of things were left unclear for both, but existing in uncertainty and chaos was natural to Draco Malfoy. That’s how he was surviving the whole year.
"Yes", Astoria sighted, "I’d like to know are we friends, or what kind of friends we are and do you feel comfortable when I reach for your hand, because I can tell that – "
"We’re not friends", Draco snorted.
Somehow that was hurtful to Astoria.
"We’re not?", she blinked back at him.
"We’re shagging, I’d say that’s not very friendly of us."
"Er, yes, but what then?"

"Why do you blush like that?", Theo said suddenly and she found him leaning towards her face, studying it.

"Like a virgin. If he failed you can tell me and I won’t let you down", a quick wink followed.

It got to her. The familiar fear they laughed at her. Only now it wasn’t like before, yet she still felt insecure about it. Draco put his arm around her and pulled her closer to him. Public display of affection was very new for him. Harry was staring.

"I’d say I’m good at what I do", a smirk facing Theo.

"Maybe we should let her say?", Blaise raised an eyebrow looking at Astoria.

"She’s not experienced to compare. Pansy, you share with us", Theo laughed but his comments caught Pansy’s attention that usually ignored their rude jokes.

"Wait", her face red with the realization as she couldn’t hide the surprise on her face, "You mean you and Potter never did it?"

Astoria gasped as if that offended her. Her voice was so loud that people stared. Harry caught his name in their conversation and Ron pushed him to look at them. A few daring glances were exchanged between tables.

"I keep telling you we were just friends", Astoria shushed. That was partly true and partly a lie.

"The chosen one and you didn’t bang him?", a laugh came out of Pansy.

A glance from Draco followed that she ignored. Blaise seemed pleasantly surprised by that as he took her hand and shook it as if they had just struck a business deal.

"I can’t believe it, but you’ve actually managed to make one smart decision", he chuckled.

"Thank you, then I’m one ahead of you", she giggled matching his tone. That pleasantly surprised them all.

"Human, after all", Theo noted quietly seeming to himself with a smile.

"You’re right about that", Draco smirked and he eyes at Blaise to land the final blow, "I can’t imagine sinking lower than a Weasley".

That was new. There was only one Weasley he could mean and that was Ginny. But Ginny used to be in love with Harry. The connection was lost on Astoria as she blinked in surprise staring at Blaise who tensed in his seat.

Oh my god, it’s true, the realization came almost with laughter in it.

"And you used to make fun of me for hanging out with the Gryffindors?", she shook her head in disbelief.

"Shut it", Blaise said quietly, clearly furious with Draco who was smirking victoriously.

"I’m not judging", Astoria quickly added.

"I’m judging", Theo quickly joined in laughter as he raised his glass, "She’s fiery. Good at Quidditch which is surprising for a woman. But her family – "

And he went silent on purpose. They hated the Weasleys, treated them like some sort of blood traitors. All made up nonsense. Blaise’s hands were in fists. Astoria couldn’t help but feel as if this was karma. He did make fun of her. For Harry and for Draco as well. Then he made fun of Draco because of her. It had to be karma for a lack of better word that would replace "love".

"Let’s go on a walk", Draco turned to her in the middle of the growing tension.

"Sure", that felt like an escape. He reached to his pocket and tossed money on the table. More than the order costed, she was sure just by the looks of it but said nothing. They left, escorted out by the stares of other students.

Snowflakes melted in his white hair. Astoria always thought Winter suited him. He walked in his black coat; his porcelain skin and light hair made him appear cold, always, no matter what. That’s why she was so surprised to discover how much warmth there was in him. Every touch was passionate, each kiss like a flicker in a flame.

"How will you spoil me?", she giggled as it felt better to be just the two of them. He seemingly smiled at that.

"Make a wish and I’ll grant it", he had a smug smile on his face.

"I think I would wish for every Christmas to be like this".

"It’s not yet Christmas, but it’s close. You almost got it", he chuckled and then his eyes somehow flashed to her as he figured it out, "How are you spending Christmas?"

Her silence confirmed his suspicion. That made it easy sometimes, seeing how bad Dumbledore treated her. How alone she really was. But it also made it hard for him because he would catch himself reaching for her in a protective manner, wondering how to make her smile and other stupid things he had to leave behind.

"I spend it differently each year. I’m not sure about this one. But there is always someone to take care of me, so you needn’t worry".

"You spend it alone", he insisted to say out lout the truth she tried to hide.

"Yes", a sight of defeat, "It’s just how it is. I suppose it’s safer like that".

No more questions followed. There was a quick proposition in his head. To take her to Malfoy Manor, walk her in the hedge, maybe steal some kisses there. Make her a gift, something lavish like diamonds because he was sure she had never seen such in real life. And then sense returned to him. Draco was finding himself more and more absurd around her. How could he bring Astoria Elroy to Malfoy Manor only for his parents to cage her in the dungeon and call for the Dark Lord?

Astoria looked towards Draco to realize he was already looking at her first.

"Nothing", he quickly looked away and ticked in his hands in the pockets of his coat, "You’ve changed".

"In a bad way?".

"No, you’re just different. More confident in yourself I guess".

"I am, I feel more like myself now", Astoria admitted and lifted her gaze away from her feet, "I know who I am now".

"And what’s that?", he chuckled.

"I’m a Slytherin", she said firmly, and he laughed. I’m Elroy’s heir.

"You were a Slytherin for the past five years, did you notice just now?"

"Yeah, I think I noticed just now. That’s why I felt so out of place the past years".

"You did spend some time with Gryffindorks, a big mistake on your part. That’s true", he couldn’t hide the irritation in his tone.

"You were always so mean to me. I sometimes still can’t believe I’ve kissed you and find you attractive rather than repulsive".

"You found me repulsive?", he blinked in surprise towards her.

"With your pureblood status bullshit and making fun of people, terrorizing students and – ", she went on and on until he couldn’t take it anymore.

He grabbed her robes and pulled her in. That always shut her up. Being close to him made Astoria nervous, a very easy thing to figure out. Then she’d look at him with a pinkness in her cheeks and it would make him go weak in the knees.

"Being pureblood is about status. It’s like royalty in the magical world, you should know that", he hissed. A thumb caressing her plump lips already open, awaiting for his to land on her mouth.

"I’m not pureblooded", she said firmly, looking directly into his grey eyes.

Draco felt like he was melting. God, she was so beautiful. There was something off about her that made him worry. How different she really was, how she’d talk back at him and somehow seemed stronger than him when it came to their connection. It always felt to him she’d be the one to walk away, not the way he’d imagined it in the beginning. A horrible miscalculation on his part.

"What do you mean? The Elroy family is – "

"I have had muggle-born lovers. I’ve had just muggles as lover and mixing blood was never an issue to me. It’s about potential, about love and – "

"You?", he blinked confused. As far as he knew she really was a virgin before him.

"My family", her face quickly turning red as she corrected herself and forced a caught, "It’s the history of it".

"I thought you aren’t acquainted with the history of your family?"

Draco pulled her tie, but his eyes studied her in a dangerously precise matter. It made her lose focus and lies became harder for her. Though she did lie to him now.

"I – I, I can’t concentrate when you touch me like this!", she snapped in frustration and tried to push herself away from him.

"You don’t know what your family is like", he finally said, pulling away.

"And you do?", she snorted.

Draco turned to face her. How daring and proud she was becoming, a talented witch with so much potential. There was no other girl like her. Everything about Astoria was magic. But her family –

"I do", he nodded and clenched his jaw.

"What are they like?"

"Cruel", he said almost immediately, "They’re cruel, Astoria".

Ivan the Cruel flashed in her mind, the way Nicola described him, the way Nicola was. If the cycle of rebirth was true, then all of it was on her. It was her who was the cruelest.

"Do you think I’m cruel?"

The question surprised him, and he didn’t even consider it. Instead, a laugh came out of his lips.

"I think I’m crueler than you. You let people push you around and tease you."

"They’ve stopped", Astoria mentioned suddenly. "I almost feel fine around them. And only you continue to tease me."

A pleasant smile appeared on his face. There was no way he’d let them continue. And eventually they got the hang of it. The easy or the hard way. This wasn’t just some school drama; he was the most powerful of them all - his family and his magic, that’s why they picked him out of them all first. But Astoria didn’t need to know about his messes or cruelty. Often Draco wished for her to never know him, sometimes he’d pull away with the fear she would find in his heart other things beside love. Like secrets and horrible, horrible intentions.

"I know", he said coldly and that was enough for her to understand as he watched the flicker in her gaze that came with the realization. "I wouldn’t allow it any other way,"

Draco turned to see her face because he wanted to have his reward – a smile. Instead, her lips crashed into his and two warm hands wrapped around his neck. They’d never kiss like that in public. When Astoria parted from him it was his face that was red.

"Thank you", she said softly and pulled away, but her hand stuck to his and he found it would be inappropriate to let go. So, they just continued walking like that, holding hands. He’d never done that.

Students passed them. They did peak a look but did not seem as surprised as he expected them to be. That was logical, the whole school knew they were shagging, but this was more than that. An extension, only not sexual, not like he was used to -

For an unknown reason Draco Malfoy felt nervous. Glaring at her hands and the way her fingers twisted in his, so relaxed and comfortable there. While he felt like every muscle in his arm was begging to twitch. Then he felt the warmth that formed between their hands and got nervous about it too, because he felt his fingers sweating. She pulled away first and he regretted it instantly.

"Sorry", she said quickly. "I got carried away."

"Ngh", that’s all that came out of his mouth, and he felt like an idiot for it, "It’s all right."

"I know – I just don’t know your boundaries and you know – ", Astoria stopped mid-sentence to look at him, searching for an answer.

Draco never did that too. Talk about his feelings. Acknowledge his feelings. A lot of first things and he almost felt like he was Astoria now, blushing and avoiding eye contact. Made him furious.

"Boundaries?", he snorted. "I don’t have any. You should know."

"Yeah, I mean, just tell me if something makes you uncomfortable."

Fuck, his lips curled in a crooked smile as he realized it did show how out of place it felt to hold hands. And now she walked further from him, somehow thinking he didn’t want that with her. But he did.

"It’s fine", he said coldly, "It doesn’t bother me".

And he reached for her hand, swallowing the fear and the pride, hugging her fingers with his. Blessings to Merlin, they were alone, he just couldn’t handle it otherwise. Felt absurd. Holding hands. Walking while holding hands. Talking while holding hands. His mind was spinning, and he tried his best to appear as comfortable as possible, caressed the skin on her hand with his thumb like he expected it to be done, but it just ate him from the inside how unnatural that was for him –

"You know, we never really set boundaries", Astoria said quietly and her fingers still sat relaxed in his hand but weren’t twisting tightly around his.

"I don’t think we need any. You and I could do whatever we want", he said coldly.

"And can we do whatever we want to ourselves?", Astoria snapped.

"Is there something specific you want to do to me?", Draco grinned and thankfully his mind was now headed in a different more familiar direction. Something he had experience with.

"No – oh, Merlin", she sighed with irritation and her hand left his, "A boundary is like agreeing to not sleep with someone else, for example".

"Deal", he cut her off quickly.

Astoria took a deep breath. At least that was sorted out.

"And there are labels, clarifications rather – "

"Something unclear?", he said as he raised an eyebrow.

A lot of things were left unclear for both, but existing in uncertainty and chaos was natural to Draco Malfoy. That’s how he was surviving the whole year.

"Yes", Astoria sighted, "I’d like to know are we friends, or what kind of friends we are and do you feel comfortable when I reach for your hand, because I can tell that – "

"We’re not friends", Draco snorted.

Somehow that was hurtful to Astoria.

"We’re not?", she blinked back at him.

"We’re shagging, I’d say that’s not very friendly of us."

"Er, yes, but what then?"