"Oh, home, let me come home
Home is wherever I'm with you"
-song: Home by Edith Whiskers
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september 1st, 1996
year 6
OPHELIA STEPPED ONTO the Hogwarts Express as she chewed on her lip -she swore it was going to start to bruise if she kept doing that- her eyes were dancing around the area trying to find her Slytherin price.
She sighed as she watched him go into a compartment with his friends. She scrunched her nose, not knowing if she should go talk to him.
She shook her head and began to find the compartment her own friends were in, thinking that Draco probably wanted to talk to his fellow Slytherins instead of talking to her.
As she walked along narrow hallway, she couldn't help but notice people staring at her. She knew why though, she was in the daily profit from being apart of the Ministry attack. She wasn't sure if she liked the attention.
"Ophelia in here," She turned her head to the side to see Macy and Lillian sitting in a compartment to her right.
She smiled and joined them. "How was your guy's summer?" She asked while sitting down. She wrote to each of them a few times, nothing compared to how much she wrote to Draco. Though to be honest they probably wrote to Ophelia more times Malfoy did.
"Mine was great," Macy crossed her left leg over her right "How about you?"
"Oh," Ophelia sighed "It was good." She lied.
"Well mine wa-"
Lillian was cut off by the screeching sound of the compartment door being opened.
Ophelia tried to hide her smile as Draco stood in the entrance. He locked eyes with her and tilted his head to the side, signaling her to go talk to him.
"I'll be right back." She mumbled to Macy and Lillian while she stood up.
Once she stepped out of the small room, Malfoy placed his hand on her lower back as he led her to an empty area. They squeezed through the tiny hallway, passing full compartments.
Once they were inside Ophelia turned around to face Draco.
"Why didn't you come find me," he started "to sit with me?" He asked with his eyebrows raised.
"Oh," Woodlock felt a her face get red "I just saw you go with your friends, and I thought you would want to be with them, so I left you alone." She rambled while feeling slightly embarrassed.
Draco scoffed "I think I rather be with you then them."
"Oh," she smiled and looked at the ground. "That's nice." She murmured.
Draco observed her. Starting at her wired glasses, all the way down to her familiar beaten up shoes.
She really hadn't changed.
Malfoy chuckled and leaned against the compartment door. "I missed you." He muttered quietly, Ophelia almost didn't here it.
Ophelia sighed as she looked up at his face. She noticed how he looked even paler and thinner then the last time she saw him, barley two weeks ago.
"Are you ok?" She asked while she looked up at him "You seem off."
"Yeah I'm fine." he shoved his hands in his pockets, annoyed at the question.
She looked at him in disbelief "Draco," she warned "You're lying."
He rolled his eyes and shook his head "I'm not, you're just paranoid."
He ran his tongue across the inside of his cheek as he saw an annoyed expression form on her face.
"Whatever." She mumbled "Sorry for caring about you, and wanting to know how you actually are."
He scoffed "And I told you I'm fine," his eyes bored into hers "Do I need to spell it out for you?" His voice was harsh all of the sudden "Or are you going to stop being so goddamn clingy?"
Yes, he was being mean. He regretted saying the words as soon as they left his mouth. But he didn't like how she could see right through him. No, he wasn't fine. But the last thing he wanted to do was worry her. Though he probably could have said it in a nicer way.
Ophelia's mouth gaped and her face burned "Malfoy where is this coming from?" Her voice was struggling to keep soft, she was mad and a bit embarrassed.
He looked annoyed and frustrated "Maybe I would rather sit with my friends." He muttered as he turned around and slid open the compartment door. His jaw was clenched, knowing well he was being harsh. He began to walk out and down the narrow hallway.
"The hell!?" Woodlock called out "What is your deal?" She watched as he walked away.
He acted like he didn't hear her, and continued to walk away. 'Okay now I know somethings wrong.'
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Ophelia stared at Draco throughout Dumbledore's welcome speech and the fest. He wasn't paying attention to anything happening around him. He looked sad, ill, and zoned out.
Sad, ill, and zoned out. Her eyes squinted as she gazed at him. Her stomach flip upside down from seeing him like this. She wonder what had happened to him over the summer to make him have this sudden mood change. Last year he was powerful, carefree, and cool. But it seemed different this year. Sad, ill, and zoned out.
As Dumbledore dismissed everyone Ophelia quickly swung her feet over the side of the bench and stood up. She pushed past people as she tried to reach the blond boy walking a few feet in front of her.
"Draco." She said as she grabbed onto his arm.
He looked at her with a bored expression "Well spit it out." He told her, yet again in the harsh tone. He needed to stop taking out his anger on the poor girl, she was just checking on him, there was no need for him to react so rudely.
"I-I," she rambled, not sure what to say "I just wanted to say I'm sorry."
He looked around for a second before pulling her into the empty corridor, just a corner away from everyone else. He took he by surprise as he hugged her extremely tight. It took her a moment before hugging him back.
They didn't say anything for a while, but they didn't need to, he was sorry, he just wouldn't say it.
But this is Draco Malfoy we are talking about, he wouldn't apologize, it's not who he was.
She sighed "Draco," she pulled away and placed her hands and both sides of his face "You can tell me anything you know that right?"
He nodded his head as she pulled her hands away, and he lifted his hands off her waist.
She laughed softly "I'm sorry for being clingy."
He shook his head "You weren't being clingy, I don't know why I said that."
She gave him a sad smile and sighed through her nose. "tu m'as tellement manqué"
Draco bit back a grin "tu m'as manqué aussi."
"So are we okay now?" She asked, not wanting him to be mad at her.
"Of course." He leaned down and kissed her. She wrapped her hands around his neck pulling him closer. "Merlin I missed this." He muttered into their kiss, while he held her waist tightly.
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Ophelia closed her eyes as she laid down in her bed. She knew for a fact that Draco was most likely not going to tell her what was wrong, and it annoyed her.
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ahhhh sry for Draco's weird mood swings in this lmao
thank you so much for 10k reads!!!!!!!
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French lines:
I missed you so much (tu m'as tellement manqué)
I missed you too (tu m'as manqué aussi)