My Short Stories

When I was fifteen I ran away from home, since I could no longer stand my blood-traitor parents. They didn't understand me, but they knew I was different from my sister. She was the perfect blonde, blue eyed, straight-A student that every parent dreams of having. I on the other hand, was a brunette with average brains, an attitude to match, and piercing green eyes that could hypnotize even the strongest of people.
Either way, I knew that I had to leave. I could no longer stand the way they treated me.

So I ran.

I ran to the only place that I knew I would be accepted for being myself. Malfoy Manor.
You see, Draco and I are very alike. We both are in Slytherin, we are both very cunning, and most importantly, we are both faithful followers of the Dark Lord. He isn't as...... Shall I say, willing as I am when given orders, but he is still worthy of having the title of being a Death Eater.

When I had reached Malfoy Manor I sprinted up the flight of cement stairs and gazed up at the large, hand-carved, double wooden doors that on the other side, held my future....... Hopefully.
I took in a deep breath before gripping onto the knocker and pounding it against the door loudly.
My heart raced furiously as I heard footsteps pounding down the stairs and coming closer to me.
I heard a click and glanced down at the doorknob as it turned slowly turned to the right. The door swung open to reveal a tired, half naked Draco standing before me, looking at the ground. He ran his fingers through his toussled hair and looked up at me, "Liselle?" He hissed, I nodded. "What are you doing here?"
"I ran away from home. I've told you about my parents, you know how they are. I'm just tired of them not accepting me for who I am. They may not like it, but I am their child so they should be able to deal with it. Although for some reason..... They can't." I explained to him.
"But why are you here?" He asked me in a hoarse voice.
"I wanted to know if I could stay with you and your family...... Any by the way, there's no need to whisper, it's only us out here."
He considered that momentailry. As he thought he crossed his arms and leaned into the doorframe, plastering that famous smirk across his face in the process.
"What if I don't want you here, Liselle?" He challenged me. I gave a sarcastic laugh in response and mimicked his stance, "oh please Draco, don't be dim. I know that you've had a crush on me since our third year."
His face immediatly flushed a deep pink as he glanced down, "fine."
"Fine what?"
"Fine you can stay. If my parents are alright with it."
As if right on que, Narcissa Malfoy appeared behind Draco with a nightgown and robe on. She seemed startled at first at the sight of me, though her face quickly changed to a look of sheer worry.
"Sarah, Sweetie, what are you doing out here so late? Oh, you must be freezing. Draco! How rude of you not to let her in, where are your manners?" She scolded him as he was pushed aside. Narcissa extended her arm out to me as she hurried me inside. I glanced over my shoulder at Draco and stuck my tounge out at him as Narcissa and I made our way over to the living room.
She showed me to the couch and let me sit, "would you like anything, Dear?" She offered. I shook my head, I don't know why Draco was always complaining about her while at school, she is so nice.
"Are you sure? We have so much in the cupboard..." She trailed off. I shook my head again and smiled at her, "no, but thank you anyways."
She sat down on the couch next to me. I then noticed that Draco had gone off somewhere else, since he was no longer in the room.
"So why have you come? Especially at this time of night," she asked me quietly. Draco and Lucius must be sleeping.
"Well, you've known my parents even longer than I have. You know how they can be sometimes...... They don't accept me, and I'm tired of it. I'm sorry Narcissa, but I just didn't know where else to go." I pleaded with her.
She clasped her hands around mine. They were surprisingly warm, well, compared to mine at least.
"Say no more, you can stay as long as you'd like." She said with a small smile.
I smiled back at her, "thank you so much, you have no idea what this means to me."
"It's no trouble at all, my dear. Now, we shall talk more in the later morning. But for now, you need sleeping arrangements." She said, "I'm sorry, but the guest room simply isn't clean. Though it will be by tomorrow." She concluded.
"Oh, no, really, I'll just sleep on the couch. It's no bother to me."
Just then I heard floorboards creeking behind me. I whipped my head around to see Draco coming into the room looking less tired than before, but still drowsy.
"Mother, I'm sure Lisel-- I mean Sarah, doesn't want to sleep on cold leather. She can come into my room, if she wants." He offered, throwing a wicked glance in my direction. I gritted my teeth and rolled my eyes. I knew what he was up to.
I turned back to Narcissa who had a slightly concerned expression on her face, "would you be alright with that Sarah? You don't have to if you don't want to." She sounded as unsure about this as I was.
I didn't want to offend either of them, so I agreed, but only to be polite.
"Alright then. Draco will take you up there. I'll see you in the morning." She said as we both stood up. She wrapped her arms around me in an embrace almost identical to my own mothers. It was nice.
She gave me one last smile before rounding the corner and exiting the room. I watched her until she was totally gone, then I turned my attention to Draco.
"Well, what are you waiting for, c'mon!" He directed. I grunted, but walked ahead of him and up to his room anyways. I've been here so many times, I might even have this house better memorized than him.
"Why are you so rude, Draco?" I asked him as we climbed the seemingly endless staircase.
"What are you talking about, Liselle?" He sounded surprised that I had brought up something like that.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about. You're always so rude to me, well, everyone for that matter. And what is it with you and calling me by my last name? I'm not your professor, you know."
He strode past me once we got to his room. When we entered my eyes immedaitly darted everywhere, checking my surrondings.
His room was exactly the same as I remember it the last time I was here. Green walls, Slytherin posters, and black curtains. It's like he brought his Hogwarts dungeon back home.
"Did you hear me?" I questioned, with my back still to him.
"Yes, I did."
"Then why don't you answer?"
There was a long pause. If I had been anywhere else, the silence would be oddly eerie, but not here. Here at Malfoy Manor, it seemed almost natural. Besides the fact though, I was still curious.
Just as I was about to speak, Draco bagan, "It's complicated...."
I scoffed at his choice of words," that's the best explination you can give me?" I asked, turning around to face him once more. I noticed that he had gotten closer to me, also that he was staring at the floor quite persistantly.
"You wouldn't understand. Is that better?" He asked me sarcastically. He glanced up at me and his eyes softened momentarily, but hardened again in an instant.
"Draco, I've known you since we were born. Now, granted, I know that we aren't the best of friends, though none the less, I probably know you better than anyone in London." I stated. He looked into my eyes again, this time I could see that he was close to caving in.
"Come on, just tell me....... Maybe I could even help you." I offered. He shook his head and brought half of a smirk onto his face, "you can't help me. No one can. It's not about being a Death Eater, or about Voldemort taking over, or about my tasks....... It's none of that." He whispered to me in a cracked voice.
I walked closer to him until the distance between us was closed and we were chest to chest, although he still towered over me.
I took his hands in mine and interwined our finger together; he didn't seem to mind. I glanced up into his grey eyes that looked shinier than before.
"Then what is it?" I asked him.
His eyes pierced mine as he spoke, "it's not fair that I can't live a normal life. Being a Malfoy comes with huge responsibilties and images that must be upholded at all times. My parents expect so much of me and........ I don't know how much more of it I can take. I feel overwhelmed with everything that's been going on and frankly, I just wish that it would all end already. I just can't do it anymore........" He tore his hands away from mine and strode past me to his bed. He climbed on top of it and layed down, placing his large hands over his face. I watched him for a few more seconds before following his lead and going over to the bed. I jumped up and mirrored him, though I was propped up on my elbow so I was still able to see his face.
"Draco, are you sure that that's all that is bothering you?"
He shook his head, removing his hands and revealing his distressed face. I reached over and pushed a piece of hair away from his eyes.
"Will you tell me more?" I pushed.
He gave one small, but hard laugh, "I'm not sure if you'll want to hear it."
I was a bit taken back by his words,"well I'd still like to know...." I said apprehensively.
He exhaled loudly and mimicked my position, never taking his eyes off of mine.
"From the very beginning, it wasn't my choice to follow Voldemort, it was my parents'. I have no business being a Death Eater, I truly do not want to. But I'd take being a Death Eater for a thousand years if it meant...." He trailed off.
"Meant what, Draco?" I pressed as I leaned closer to him.
Suddenly he gazed deep into my eyes as his hand reached up to carressed my face. Then, he hesitated slightly before leaning in, and it felt only natural that I close the distance bewtween us.
I closed my eyes and inched forward until my lips met his.
His lips were soft and moist, and moved easily with mine. It felt so right to have him pressed against me, with him kissing me.
Our lips danced gracefully for what seemed like forever when all too soon, he pulled away.
We opened our eyes and stared at each other. He began to speak, "I'd take being a Death Eater for a thousand years if it meant being with you, Sarah." He concluded. All of a sudden, a felt a tear roll down my cheek. He wiped it away with his thumb as I beamed brightly at him, "you called me Sarah."I said as I laughed, laughed with pure joy in me in this moment.
He threw his head back and chuckled, "I did, Sarah," he joked, with a true smile stretching across his face.
"And you're smiling!" I called him out. He just smiled wider and trailed his hand down from my cheek to my waist, "why not? You make me happy." He stated, pulling me closer to him.

After some minutes had gone by, I suddenly recalled something that he had said, "Draco?"
"Yeah?"
"Before, when we were talking, you had said something about being a Death Eater for a thousand years so you could be with me...."
"What about it?" He sounded a bit worried.
"Well uh, what exactly did you mean by that?" I asked, biting my lip.
He looked away from me, but tightened his grip on my waist, "you love Lord Voldemort," it was a statement. I nodded, "what about it?"
"Well, I'm afriad that if you love him....... You can't love me. I don't want to be a Death Eater, Sarah, you have to understand that. I know that's your ambition in life, and I just don't think that it would work. But what I was saying is that I would follow him for a lifetime.... For you." He said, kissing my neck gently.

I was in shock. Of course I loved Voldemort. He is all I have...... Or is he? Is it possible that Draco could beat out my willingness to fight for my lord?
He said that he would do it, but only to be with me. Now how fair is that? Exactly, not at all.
Maybe my true longing was for someone to accept me, not to be accepted by Voldemort, but by a boy. A boy that could possibly be my entire future, if I choose him instead.

The decision was simple.

"That's not right. You shouldn't give up the rest of your life for me...... Why would you do that?" I was genuinely curious.
He smiled at me, "because...... Well, because I love you, Sarah. I know it may not seem like it, from the way that I've acted towards you, but believe it or not, I really do."
His words melted into my heart immediatly, and overtook my entire body. The top of my head to the tips of my toes felt tingly, especially where his hands rested on my body.
I buried my face into his bare, chisled chest. I inhaled deeply. Mmmm.... Peppermint, I thought to myself.

"That's not fair to you." I told him, pulling my face back and staring at him yet again.
He seemed confused, "what do you mean?"
"You say you love me, and would basically give up your whole life just to please me. I feel like I owe you...." I trailed off.
"How 'bout kiss me and we'll call it even," he joked, leaning in. I put a finger over his lips, "I'm being serious, Malfoy." I kidded him, though I meant what I said.
"What's it going to take to ease your concious, then?" He questioned me.

I thought momentarily, though I already knew what I was going to do. The sacrifice I was going to make. The pain I was going to endure...... All for him.

"I think I have an idea," I said smiling.
"Let's hear it then."
"Nuh-uh. I'll tell you when the time is right, no sooner." I prompted his curiosity.
His bottom lip jutted out in pretend saddness, "fine. I guess that's alright." He glanced over his shoulder at his clock, "you should really sleep. You look tired." He said, tracing the lines under my eyes. I smiled, "yeah, I guess."
He kissed my forehead just before I turned over so my back was against his chest. He snaked his arm around my stomach and pulled me back to him. He pulled the sheets around us, though he was warm enough for me as it was.
"Goodnight."
I smiled, "I love you, Draco," I whispered.





And that was the night that began my little piece of forever.
















Hi guys! I hoped you liked this short story about Draco Malfoy. I personally think that (so far) it's the best thing that I've ever written. So anyways, what do you guys think? Did you understand it? Did you like it? Should I turn it into a real story? I think that I should because I could take this very far and I really enjoyed writing it. The backstory would be totally epic, but the chapters past this would be even better if I did write this :) Well, I have been meaning to write a DM story anyways, and I think that this is the perfect insentive to do so! Alright guys, well you know the drill. Leave a comment on your thoughts about this! Love you all!