rose clark
received a text from
draco malfoy

draco malfoy: alright

rose clark: clarify plz

draco malfoy: i'm sorry rose okay?

rose clark: not gonna cut it

draco malfoy: i'm sorry for what i said to you... i didn't mean it, i could never think that of you.

rose clark: so why did you say it.

draco malfoy: bc it was meant to hurt you... bc it was easier to have you leave me than me leave you.

rose clark: i don't understand.

draco malfoy: can i call you, rose? please?

rose clark: yes

rose clark
is receiving a call from
draco malfoy

Rose took a deep breath as she let her phone vibrate in her prim manicured fingers. She wanted to pick it up, but at the same time she wanted to decline his call and never speak to him again... that or maybe it was the weight of the phone that made her want to drop it all together. Her mind wandered through an endless sea of indecisiveness and hesitation, wadding through the waves trying to stay afloat. Then she decided, on an instant, and with a large exhale she answered the call.

rose clark: Yea

draco malfoy: I'm going to talk and you're gonna listen okay?

rose clark: Yes sir

draco malfoy: Look Rose, I said all those nasty things because I knew they would hurt you... and I knew that when they did you would decide to leave me... which I wanted.

rose clark: But-

draco malfoy: Let me finish. I knew you would leave me because you are not weak or dense. You're a very strong and smart person. You don't take shit from anyone... I was starting to admire you and I didn't like that, because I only admire and pride myself. I was jealous of you, I wanted to be you Rose. You're the exact person I want to be but can't be because your my exact opposite.
You're not dense, nor an object of pleasure, or a weak blood traitor that could never amount to anything, because you definitely could. I'm not better than you, nor will I ever be... on any level.
Class, blood purity, house, wealth, beauty, all those sexual remarks, you know... I'm so sorry Rose. That's just how I am, how I was raised, and I'm starting to realize that I believe in the wrong things... but I believe in you now... and I think that's good.

Rose stayed silent for a moment, listening to the static of the phone call and the quick consistency of his breathing. She knew he was waiting for her words, a tight grip on his phone and waiting eyes staring blankly at nothing. He was probably mirroring her.

rose clark: alright draco...

draco malfoy: yea?

He laughed so easily so relieved that the air could have blown her away. His smile was so loud she wanted to cover her ears, and this too made her smile.

rose clark: yea draco... it's you and me... I believe in you, in us.