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First Kiss:
Laughter echoed across Malfoy's quidditch pitch. All the children, Greengrass, Nott, Goyle, and Crabbe flew around as the parents sat under the gazebo. A loud scream pierces from the field as I fall from my broom. I crash onto the ground with a loud snap. I cry out in pain as I hold onto my arm.
A thump sounded from behind me as Draco tossed his broom onto the ground. He rushes over to me, sliding across the grass. I sniff, wiping the tears off my cheek. "What happened?" He asked, grey eyes searching mine. I shrug. "I lost control. I'm..I'm sorry." He shakes his head. "Don't apologize." I nod. "Let me see." He gently holds my arm. "Broken." I nod, a fresh set of tears rolling down my cheek. Mum calls for me, panic obvious in her voice.
Draco leans down and places a soft kiss on my arm, carefully not to jostle or cause any more pain. "There. A kiss to make it better."
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Second Kiss(Fourth Year):
The common room was quiet as I led Draco into the Ravenclaw tower. He looks around, spinning the giant globe. "So this is what the bird's nest looks like." I roll my eyes. "Can't believe you never brought me up here before." He says, stopping next to me.
We both look at the giant statue of the founder Rowena Ravenclaw, in silence. "Thank you for tonight." I break the silence, turning to looking at him. Draco was handsome, always was, but maybe moreso in his dress robes. He grins, pushing a stray hair behind my ear. "It was a pleasure. I really should be thanking you for agreeing to come with me. Without you, I am certain my father would have forced me to go with Parkinson." We share a laugh, knowing how much Pansy drooled over him. It was a small reason why I did agree to go with him. The other reason was purely selfish.
Draco reaches out, grabbing my hand. Raising my hand to his lips, he presses a soft kiss to my knuckles. "Good night angel." I watch as the door closes, our eyes never leaving the other. Something changed between us tonight as we danced. It was shimmering, almost bubbling over. I trace my knuckles, where his lips were, still feeling warm. "Good night Draco."
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Third Kiss(Sixth Year):
I raced to the hospital wing. Theo and Daphne found me in the library, informing me that Draco was admitted earlier this evening. The paleness in Theo's normally vibrant face was enough for me to leave everything in the library and run to him.
I throw open the door, eyes searching frantically for him. "Mrs Greengrass." Madam Pomfrey scolded me, but I ignored her. I had to find him. My heart raced as I finally found him asleep in the bed closest to the matron's office. "He's going to be alright dear. Just needs some rest." She places a comforting on my shoulder. I nod, her words reassuring me. He's going to be fine.
"May I stay until he wakes up?" She looks between Draco and I before nodding. "Until curfew, then you will have to leave." I thank her before scooting the chair closer to the bed. Tears pool in the corner of my eyes. "Oh Draco." I run my hand through his tangled hair. He's going to be upset about that when he wakes up.
I lay my head on his arm, placing my fingers between his. "I'm here, Draco." I whisper. Whatever was building between us has been put on hold. With the war coming, I couldn't force Draco into a position like that right now. He has enough on his plate.
"Angel?" Draco groans, turning his head towards me. I smile at the nickname. "Yeah, it's me Draco." He opens his eyes, a small smile on his face. "What...what are you doing here? Are you alright?" I roll my eyes, squeezing his hand. "Heard you were in here. Had to make sure you were alright." He nods, squeezing my hand before closing his eyes. We sit in silence, comforting each other.
"I almost died." I freeze. The fear in his voice is so raw. How? What? But Madam Pomfrey said. "If it weren't for Snape, I would have never made it out of the bathroom." I push back the tears. I need to be strong. For Draco. "What happened?" My voice shakes. He squeezes my hand. "Saint Potter -"
"Mrs Greengrass curfew is soon." Madam Pomfrey calls from her office, interrupting our conversation. I nod, standing up. "I'll be here first thing in the morning." Draco tries to sit up, the blanket falling down his bare chest. My heart shatters at the red angry scars running down his chest. "Lay down Draco." I prop him on his pillows. I place a lingering kiss on his forehead.
"Rest or else, I won't sneak you a pumpkin pastry in the morning." He rolls his eyes, but lays back down. "You're so bossy." I chuckle, running a hand through his hair. "You know you love me." He squeezes my hand. "Go before you get detention." I nod, wishing i could crawl into bed next to him.
I wish Madam Pomfrey goodnight before looking at Draco one last time. He winks as I walk out the door. As I walk down the hallway, I know two things. First, Potter is the reason Draco is in the hospital wing. Saint Potter better watch his back. Second, Draco never denied that he loves me.
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Fourth kiss(Battle of Hogwarts):
It was over. They won. The Dark Lord is gone. My eyes scan over the destroyed battlefield that once used to be our safe space. I search frantically for the blonde hair I love to run my fingers through. I frowned, panic starting to set in.
Lovegood, Cissa, but no Draco. Where was he? I clutch my chest as tears start to build up. 'Please don't be gone.'
"Angel!" I turn, tears now rolling down my cheek. He was alive. My feet start to move before my brain can even think. "Draco!" I jump into his arms, causing the both of us to fall to the ground. "It's over Draco. It's-" He smashes his lips against mine. I swear in surprise. This wasn't our first kiss but Draco usually hates PDA. Leaning in, I poured everything I felt into the kiss.
Every ounce of love, happiness, fear, sadness into this kiss.
I pull back, resting my forehead against his. I blush as someone whistles behind us, probably Blaise. Draco reaches up, cupping the back of my neck. His gray eyes shine with relief, happiness, and something else. "I love you Angel." He whispers. I giggle, placing small kisses across his face. He laughs loudly as I place one last one to his lips. "I love you too, Draco."
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Fifth Kiss:
I lean against the bed, sweat dripping down my face. The cries of our new born baby boy fill the room. You know for all that magic can do, it would be nice if someone could create a spell to make childbirth easier.
My eyes meet Draco's across the room. He smiles brighter than I've ever seen before. I attempt to return the smile, but I am so tired. The mediwitch brings our baby to me, laying him across my chest. "Name for the handsome lad?" I look up at my husband and nod. We discussed this endlessly and finally decided on one. "Scorpius Theodore Malfoy." The mediwitch smiles and leaves the room.
Draco sits beside me on the bed. "You did such a great job, angel." I hum, leaning my head on his shoulder. He kisses the side of my head. "So proud of you." I look up. "Thank you Dray. I couldn't have done it without you." He quickly places a kiss on my lips. "I love you."
Scorpius, at the moment, starts to cry. I laugh quietly. "Are you hungry, little star?" I coo, laying him to feed. "I love you Scorpius." Draco chuckles, caressing the pale hair that mirrors his own. I look between my two boys.
Perfect.