|Draco Malfoy (dracowished) wrote in wished,|
@ 2010-04-18 20:49:00
|Entry tags:||!1998: 04, !incomplete, astoria greengrass, draco malfoy|
Who: Draco and Astoria
What: Talking about the situation
Where: Draco's bed!
Draco fidgeted on his bed before he stood up and paced beside it. This should have felt quite a bit more natural, considering how he generally felt about Astoria - but he found himself nervous and tense anyway. She had agreed to this, which completely confused him. Proper girls would never agree, and yet he knew that it was right that Astoria had, though he couldn't fathom why she had at all. That didn't matter, though - what mattered was that she was coming here to talk. In his bed, with the curtains drawn, so that his roommates couldn't hear or find her out. And of course he'd thought that through for how long the conversation might take - it was very possible they'd come in soon, and then she'd be stuck. In his bed. With him. And the curtains drawn.
And suddenly, Draco had absolutely no idea what it was that had been so important he'd wanted to talk to her about. Being Snape's lackey? Potter's escape? His new role in things? What was happening to the mudbloods in the castle? None of it seemed important at all, compared to the fact that very shortly she'd be in his bloody room.