I didn't came back to the Ball after that, instead I preferred being in my dorm rather than being alone there.

Luckily, Charlotte was already fallen asleep when I arrived, because I had no intentions to explain her where was I, at this very moment, I had too much things in my head to argue with her.

It was hard for me to fall asleep, I could still feel his warm touch in my skin, his grey eyes, shining like a rough diamond, fixed on mine, how safe I felt under his touch, and how my body reacted to it.

I woke up to find Charlotte, sat in the edge of her bed, her arms crossed in front of her chest, looking down at me, I almost could see the rage she had accumulated.

"Good morning-" She cut me off while I was rubbing my eyes, and sitting down in the bed.

"May I ask where were you last night." She said coldly, not taking her eyes off me.

"I...was tired of being in there, so I went out to take some air." I said softly, looking at her eyes as well.

"Take some air you say?" She raised her eyebrowns, and I nodded my head. "It's funny how I saw Malfoy imediatly leaving Parkinson alone, as soon as he saw you leaving the Great Hall." When she said those words, I felt guilty hit my chest, the felling I hated the very most, I knew where this was going, as I also knew I had to tell her the truth. "You have been with him, haven't you." She said, muttering the words very clearly, almost like she was the one who just answered her own question.

"Charlotte, please I can explain-" She cut me off abruptly.

"And you had the guts to lie to me in my eyes." She said firmly.

I drove my eyes off her, knowing she was right, Matthew was right I should've told her before, avoiding the possibility of her finding out like this.

"I'm sorry." I said, looking down at my palms.

"You're sorry?! Lara, you promised me you wouldn't talk with him, but you lied." She shouted abruptly. "Have you see what speaking with him mad you become?!"

I didn't replied anything, I didn't wanted to argue with her, she had her point, and I had mine, no matter if anyone believed it or not.

"You're not going to say anything?" She asked firmly, as I felt her gaze burning on my face.

"He's different around me, he's like you and Matthew say he is, you-" She cut me off again.

"He's playing with you Lara, he's not different, Malfoy doesn't have that side you insist to claim he has." Her words hit me like hot blades, burning into my skin as they were pronounced, every word being carved into my skin.

"I don't want to argue with you now Charlotte." I said firmly, standing up from the bed to dress my clothes.

"Oh you don't want to argue, then stop lying, and talking with Malfoy." She said abruptly, as I ignored her and grabbed my clothes to go the bathroom. "Yes keep walking away from your problems." She shouted as I closed the door harshly.

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I went to find Matthew as soon as I left the bathroom, and tell him everything that happened with Charlotte, looking for his advice, ignoring how awkward would be being with him now.

So in the dinner time I sat with him, and told him everything, all Charlotte has told me, he was quiet for most of my conversation, making a firm face as I kept talking, and eating his food with no intentions for reply to me after I told him everything

"You're not going to say anything?" I asked softly, when I saw his lips in a firm line, and his face not showing any expression.

"No." He said coldly.

"Why not." I ask abruptly furrowing my eyebrowns.

"Because you will not hear anything of what I have to say." He said firmly, locking his gaze with mine.

"Well, maybe because you're wrong." I said firmly, indignated by the way he was acting.

"Fine you want me to talk I will talk..." He placed down his fork, and looked me straight in the eye. "If you had listened to me in first place and stepped away from Malfoy this wouldn't happen, but did you heard me, no you didn't...secondly, you should've be honest with Charlotte before it was too late, but did you heard, again, no you didn't, and last but not least, you shouldn't lie to her, but did you heard me...no you didn't." He spoke abruptly showing annoyance and disappointment by his gaze.

"Okay I get it, I should listen to you more, but you should too." I said firmly, pointing at him. "You don't hear the things I say about Draco either..." He maintained his silence. "But honestly, the very last thing I want is to be mad at both of you." I said firmly, breaking our eye contact to look at my plate, untouched since we've sat down.

"That's easy, stop being with Malfoy." He said firmly, but I didn't even dared to look at him."Look...I know, we may be looking the bad guys at your eyes, but we just want what is best for you and this is totally the opposite."

I decided to keep my silence, he was right and so was I, but, no matter how much I miss my friends, no matter how hard it would be, there was something about Draco that made me stay, not only how I wanted to understand him, but the odd way his presence and voice made me feel different as well.

He let out a deep sigh after seeing I was not going to reply to him, and went back to his food, as a awkward silence spread about us.

"I just want things to be like they were before." He said breaking our silence, which made me putting down my fork to look at him.

"Things will never be like they were before, Matthew." I said angrily, standing up from the seat, grabbed my bag, and rushing away from the Great Hall.

As I did so, my head down looking at my toes, I bumped into someone abruptly, but didn't even cared to look at who it was, kept in looking down at the floor.

"I'm sorry." I said in a rush way, and continued running away from the entrance.

I ranned to the Astronomy Tower, the last place I remembered to go, the only place that bringed warm to my body these last few days.

I sat down, watching the starts shinning at their very best, Draco wasn't here, it was still a bit early, which means I would be here alone for a time.

"I knew you were coming here." Draco's voice behind me scared me, making me look imediatly over my shoulder to look at his angelic eyes peering down at me.

"What are you doing here so early." I asked softly, when saw his tall figure stepping forward.

"You dropped this from your bag when you bumped into me." He handed me a book, and sat down besides me.

"What happened with your boyfriend in the Great Hall, it looked like you were fighting or something." He said firmly, but his tone completely different from yesterday, his mask placed well to his face.

"He's not my boyfriend." I said coldly, fixing my gaze in the starts like he was, letting a silence sink between us, as the warm breeze kissed gently our bodies.

"What were you fighting about." He asked vaguely.

"It doesn't matter, I don't even care anymore about him." I said firmly, clearly lying as Matthew's words runned through my head.

"It's seems you do care." He said coldly as I took a deep breath before replying to him.

"Fine...I do care, but I shouldn't." I said calmly.

"Then don't." He said firmly, turning his head at me, letting me feel his gaze burning on my skin. "Stop looking at the sky...look at me." He said firmly, my lips parted away while slowly turning my head to look at his grey eyes.

"You know as well as I do how people are, so stop caring of people who don't deserve attention." He said firmly, not removing his eyes from mine.

I didn't replied anything, I was shocked by the words that had just left his mouth, replaying them in my heads multiple times until they completely sank in.

"But, but they are my friends..." I said vaguely.

"Oh yeah?! Well they must be a hell of friends then." He said firmly.

I didn't replied anything, he wasn't entirely wrong after all, but Charlotte and Matthew also had their point, if I were them I would probably find hard to believe in me, and would probably worry as well, but it's their choice not to have faith in me as is my choice as well to keep talking with Draco.

"They are just worried about me." I said softly, giving him a small smile.

"And do they have a reason to be worried for?" He asked raising an eyebrown.

"No, but they think they do." I said softly.

"Then show them that, show how you can take care of yourself." He said firmly, focusing his gaze on the stars again.

A shy smile found it's way to my lips after replaying his words in my head, the words I needed to hear, such words that were spoken by him, spoken by his voice, a voice I had almost mesmerized by now, a heavenly voice that bringed safety to my body, a voice that surprinsly, made my problems and issues fade in the softness of his voice.

"Oh and here's your jacket, I forgot to gave it to you last night." I said softly, taking his black jacket from my bag, and handing it to him, but he refused.

"Take it, it's yours now, it didn't looked good in me anyway..." He said firmly, and focused his gaze on the stars.