"Follow me, Love, I already cleared a compartment for us so we can be alone."I nod my head and follow the blondey to the compartment with excitement and dread filling my veins about what I'm bound to tell him.
Walking past the full compartments look like a blur; a mixed of colors I can't place.
How can I tell him?
I don't want to break his heart.
I really don't have a choice, do I?
"Hey Baby? Is this okay?"
His slender finger points into a compartment.
"Y-Yeah."
Draco slides the compartment door open and motions me in.
Sliding past him my side brushing up against his arm.
Sitting on the cushioned couch I struggle to get my coat off.
I suddenly feel a strong hand on my shoulder.
"Stand up, Dear."
I shakily get on my feet.
Our bodies were so close, his body heat reminds me of the late night cuddles we have shared when there weren't any doubts that we would be together forever.
He moves his mouth so his lips were at my ear, "Turn around."
My cheeks turn red at his request, but I obey anyway.
His hands move to my shoulder blades and he sneaks his fingers into the collar of my coat.
The feeling of his cold hands on the nape of my neck makes me suck in a quick breath.
He slowly pulls my coat from my body and questions, "Why are you so tense, my love?"
Once my coat is all the way off I stand still with my back facing him and my head pointed towards the floor, "Dray, I have to tell you something."
I feel a tear escape from my eye and slide down my cheek.
"What is it, Love?"
I could hear the confusion in his voice.
He is going to be so hurt.
"I-I-I-"
I don't want to be the one to hurt, I want to be the one who heals him.
Draco wraps his strong arms around my waist and pulls me down on the couch with him.
"Go slow there's no rush."
I should just tell him and hope he understands that I don't want another guy, I just want him.
Draco wraps his arm around my waist with his hand massaging my hip and I lean my head in his chest.
"I-I..." Taking a deep breath I let out the words that will undoubtedly cause Draco trouble, "My parents have arranged a marriage for me..."
I can feel Draco's arm muscles tense up, the very same arms that protected me and made me feel loved.
Shifting your body around to face Draco. You're faced with him staring into the black material of his tailored pants.
Your heart freezes, maybe you shouldn't have told him, maybe breaking up with him would've been easier for him to deal with.
Too late now.
You're about to spill your heart out to Draco. To reassure him that you only want to marry him and that he is the only one in life you plan on marrying.
Your lip are about to let the first-word pass, when Draco suddenly starts talking in a low voice, a voice that promises that only to two of you will hear, "Y-Y/N I-I must tell you something too."
Your brows knit together in confusion, "What is it, Draco?"
Fear fills your veins; The worst possibility comes across your mind, he is going to breakup with me.
I won't blame him if he did. I mean he is practically in love with a girl he can never have.
Draco stays silent for a minute before he moves so he comes face to face with me, our bodies facing one another with his eyes gaze locking with mine.
"My parents... they have arranged a marriage for me too."
I feel my body freeze.
With my mouth open slightly and my eyes wide.
I try to form words, but nothing comes out.
I feel even more tears come to my eyes.
Is this it?
The end of our late night chats at the astronomy tower and end of our secret love letters sent back and forth over the summer.
It's different when only one of us have a marriage arranged, but the both of us how do we even begin to solve this problem.
When the shock of Draco's words leaves my body.
Maybe I should do Draco a favor...
So he doesn't have too.
I'll try to spear him some of the pain.
I stand up, but Draco's grabs my wrist to prevent me from doing so.
"Draco, we must -"
"No, Y/N we are not going to break up, over something so petty as this. We can work through this because we have something worth fight for."
Our gazes still were holding onto one another.
When Draco and I first started to date, he told me that the eyes were the windows to the soul. Just by understanding someone by their eyes you could understand what they were feeling and thinking. Granted this only works when you have a strong bond with someone.
Only if you have a strong bond with someone.
Draco could just look into my eyes and know right off the back what I was feeling.
I could do the same for him.
Draco and I have.. have this- this love for one another that has been something that has opened me up, I know that I will never forget our love or him.
Perhaps Draco is right, we do have something worth fighting for even if we are viewed as stigma from our parents
Draco cups my cheeks pain still heavy in his gaze, "Baby, please, I know you feel the same. We can make this work. Don't let them be the reason we end this."
I place my hand over one of his, "We can- No, we will make this work."
A smile takes over his face, the pain finally leaving his eyes, "That's my girl."
Draco leans in closer, grazing his lips softly against mine before I move my hand that was on Draco's hand and snake it around his neck and run my fingers through the hairs at the nape of his neck before I pull him into a kiss.
We pull apart and regain our breaths before Draco moves his pink lips to my ear and whispers, "After all, I am the one."