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Ghost Of You (Part 2)

Draco Malfoy x Muggle!Reader

W.C. : 3000

Summary:  The war with Voldemort was over. Draco Malfoy was forced to flee for his life ending up in Muggle London where he met you, the muggle whose house he broke in looking for a place to hide. You agreed to let him hide in your house if he promised to let you live your life normally. How will your relationship work as time passes and you both realiz you’re no longer just partners in crime?

A/N: Here I am with the second part of Ghost Of You. I´m really happy that you are liking it so much. Please tell me what you think, I love readng your comments.  Happy Reading! <3

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Warnings: None

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The next morning you lay awake staring at the ceiling, your eyes following the slow movement of the fan. Did all of that really happened? The sound in the guest room next to yours gave you your answer. With a sigh you moved the covers getting out of bed just in time to stop your alarm, having waking up long before it sounded. 

You took a short shower, washing your teeth and doing quick work on your hair and work clothes. Just as you walked to your door your arm froze mid air, your grasp on the knob tight as footsteps sounded from the opposite side. A gulp formed in your throat, only being able to swallow it when his footsteps sounded far away going downstairs.

You followed his trail careful to not make a sound, curious as to why was he up so early and what he was doing, not like he had much to do in your house, his job was to hide. And then it hit you again, the panic you felt the day before. If he needed to hide was because someone was looking for him. 

The question was: Is he the guilty of the innocent? 

You made your way to the kitchen, as he seemed to like the kitchen, finding him sitting with a newspaper in hand. Where did he get that newspaper? You walked past him, going straight to get your coffee mug. “Morning” you said turning to him.

He lazily lifted his eyes from the page, a frown quickly setting in his forehead “Where are you going?” Draco asked you, closing the newspaper and carefully placing it on the table.

“To work” your gripped tighten around your bag on your shoulder, watching as his eyes hardened.

“You’re not going.” he stated, getting to his feet and blocking the kitchen entrance with his body. You mirrored his stance, crossing your arms over your body, squinting your eyes at him. “You forget I can make you do whatever I want.” he told you pulling, what you decided to refer to as his wand, out of nowhere.

“That’s not our deal, remember?” you said back “I can’t just miss work. I have to get the future of this planet ready!” you said completely serious, earning a scoff from him.

He rolled his eyes, turning in his place to pace around the kitchen “They’ll survive a few days without you, I’m sure there’s plenty of teachers around” he claimed.

A squeak of surprise left your mouth, capturing his attention as he turned his face to you “Excuse me, but I got that job for a reason,” you told him, voice higher as you grabbed your mug with determination “I am the only one capable of doing it.” 

As soon as the last word left your mouth you quickly turned on your heel, marching towards the back door through the washing room, missing the look of shock in his eyes at his completely unawareness of the existence of that way out. He shook himself out of the state of shock, grabbing his coat from where he had left it last night and ran out the front door. 

“What the hell are you doing?” you screamed as soon as the passenger door of your car was closed, he looked a little lost but said nothing and you huffed “You can’t come with me.” you said, seeing right through him at his true intentions.

“If you are so set in going to work I am going with you” he said coldly “I’m not risking you telling someone”

“I am not telling anyone!” you yelled, slamming your hands in the wheel in exasperation, accidently honking and making you jump in surprise. You hid your face in your arms, keeping in the groan at the pain from hitting your head. “I’m just going to work.” you muttered in defeat raising your head slightly, catching a glimpse of his amused face before it quickly turned dead once more. You straighten your back completely, glaring at him “Are you making fun of me?” you asked him angrily.

“No.” he said turning to face the front “Now drive before I force you to go inside again.” You didn’t fight him this time, opting to have him follow you like he was your tail than missing work. Maybe you could make something out of this.

You drove in complete silence, the radio low in the background. You stole a few glances at him, he looked tired. Even if he went to sleep early the bags under his eyes resembled the ones you saw on your students during the exam season. He rested his head on the window, his eyes dancing through all the places you passed by with a glint in them. 

You took a turn and parked just behind the school, cutting the engine off you turned your body completely to him “There will be guards there, someone could recognize you” he lifted his head from the window, only then realizing you had arrived at the school.

e“No one will recognize me” he told you, unfastening his seatbelt and getting out of the car. You groaned loudly, getting your bag from the backseat and running towards him.

“I’m sorry, are you forgetting you’re supposed to be hiding?” you hissed as you jogged to him, his long legs making it a little hard to keep up “If someone sees you they will go to the police.”

Not once did he turned to you, his eyes scanning the streets and always looking up front “I’m not concerned about the police” he simply said making you halt and look at him with wide eyes.

“What?” you whispered.

He stopped turning to you with a tilt of his head, he had a small grin in his face, sending shivers down your spine. He walked and stood right in front of you “It seems like your plan is not going to work” he said lowering his face to your ear “You see, your police won't even react at the sight of me” he whispered, straighten his posture and giving a small nod towards the school “Shall we?”

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You entered the school with him following close behind, too close to your liking.

Using the back door, you took the long way to get to your classroom, taking every deserted corridor you could. 

You had thought maybe he was careless, coming with you to a public school with other teachers that you knew for a fact watched the news, students with parents that worked as officers, guards that would have the police there with the press of a button. It was madness that he would have gone with you just like that. Now you understood why, and you wish you didn’t.

The only thing that made you relaxed a little was the fact that he was not  criminal, or at least not one looked by the the police. Which meant he was probably not going to hurt you. Probably. 

Unfortunately, that left you with more unanswered questions than you had before.

You opened the door to your classroom, not waiting to see if he was still behind you or if you lost him with how fast you were walking. But his arm towering over your head to hold the door open told you he was right there, still with you.

You unpacked your things, your face always down and avoidant of him. You heard him walk around, going through the seats and stopping a couple of times to watch the things you have up on your walls, quotes from books and a few things on basic grammar. 

“You teach literature.” he said. 

You didn’t know if he was asking you or or just talking out loud, so you stayed quiet turning your back on him and starting to write on the board about the subject of the day. 

“So you’re not talking, ” he said, closer than he was before and you turned. He sat on your desk, his hands resting in his lap as he stared intently at you. You held his gaze for a second before it was too intense to bare, turning again on him “I scared you, didn’t I?” he asked you and your hand froze. 

Where you that transparent? That easy to interpret? Or was he so clever that he could already read you like an open book? Not having knowing you for even 24 hours.

You shifted in your place, he had moved to stand right beside you and you couldn’t help yourself meeting his eyes with a shaky turn of your head. You tried to say something but no words came out.

He frowned taking a step towards you when the door opened, the wave of students inside their own heads never noticing the close stand you two had. Draco took a hesitant step back, going around you and taking your chair behind the desk. 

You let a shaky breath out, resting your head against the board.

“Miss Y/L/N?” someone called “Are you alright?” she asked you. You straighten your back, putting on a smile and turning to face her.

“Yes, Emma.” you answered “Just tired, that’s all.”

“Staying up late watching Friends again, Miss?” the entire class laughed, you chuckling softly as well, feeling the hot stare of Draco on you.

“You know me too wel.l” you said, going to the desk and picking up the papers “I have your tests here. I have to say, you really surprised me, even you Walter.” you said, meeting the boys eyes and realizing the focus had shifted from you.

“Who is the guest today?” asked one of the girls at the front of the class looking straight at Draco, oblivious to the extra attention. 

You turned to him, not even thinking of an excuse for him being there “Right,” you muttered, clearing your throat to catch his attention. He lifted his eyes to you, giving you a funny look before he turned to the front, the entire class attention on him “This is Harry… Enfield,” you beamed, forcing a smile as you saw the glare he gave you, dismissing him with the wave of your hand “Mr. Enfield is an old friend of mine from college.” you explained, getting a little nervous at the shift of the mood inside the room.

They looked excited, Emma almost launching herself from her sit “You knew Miss Y/L/N in college?!” she asked, their eyes growing in size as she looked expectant at him. 

You slowly turned, the calm look in his face making the pit in your stomach grow “He is not here for your thirst in my personal life.” you told them sternly, only for Walter to shoot his hand to the air. You were screwed.

“Miss Y/L/N,” he said, with a mischievous glint in his eyes “You told us at the beginning of the year that we could call Break Day for one day we wanted during the course.” he said smiling at you “Well, I call for Break Day.”

They all cheered, of course they would call Break Day to gossip about you. Those little devils. You cursed under your breath turning to Draco who had an amused look in his face and this time he stared right at you with a smirk. 

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The entire hour they make all kind of weird question and to your surprise, Draco answered each and every single one of them. He loved to be the center of attention, you noticed how he moved through the classroom with the confidence of the most popular boy in the school. He talked in front of them without the slightest doubt of the details he made up along the way and you didn’t know what should scare you the most: The embarrassing detailed stories he was sharing that will surely haunt you for the rest of your days at that school or his innate ability to come up with lies at the spot. 

What of what he had told you was true? Was his real name Draco? Did he mean it when he said he wasn’t going to hurt you?

You realized what a grave mistake you’ve made by letting him in into your work space when you saw the flash of his wand from underneath his sleeve, making your body tense. Could he force the entire class to do as he pleased like he did with you?  

“Okay guys, that’s enough.” you said, standing up. All faces turned to you, Draco’s included at your sudden interruption.

“But there’s still fifteen minutes left.” one girl said with hopeful eyes. You smiled at her, handing them their tests from your desk.

“I know, but I have to let you go a little early today.” you lied, watching their faces fall, sad mumbles filling the classroom “Mr. Enfield and me have to go somewhere else and it’s a long drive.” 

“Will you come back Mr. Enfield?” Emma asked and he stayed quiet.

“If he has the chance.” you said for him “Please, do the reading we were going to do here as homework.”

 They all reluctantly packed their stuff, saying their goodbyes to you and Draco as they walked out the door. You doing the same, closing the door behind you. “I have to sign some papers before I leave” you told him, pointing to the end of the hall avoiding his eyes. He nodded, following you with a safe distance between the two of you, which you appreciated.

“Hello Y/N!” greeted Sally, one of the secretaries in the school “You signing off for the day?” she said, handing you the book.

“Yeah” you said quietly, writing your signature and the hour “Any messages for me?” you asked softly.

“No, not today” she smiled to you, her eyes moving behind you “And who do we have here?” she asked smiling at him. You turned your head, forgetting for one second that he was standing right there.

“Oh” you muttered, facing Sally again “This is a friend of mine, Harry Enfield” you said, extending a hand for Draco to come closer. “Harry, Sally Eaton” you introduced her, both shaking hands.

“Pleasure to meet you” said Draco politely, looking at you “All done?”

You nodded, saying goodbye to Sally and walking out the front door. The entrance was filled with teenagers getting out of class or on their break. Many stares turning to you. You were probably the youngest teacher there, making you a little more easygoing with your students. Many said they considered you a friend and even if it was unprofessional to say it back you thinked the same way, but you could never say it out loud. 

That was the reason everyone was so interested in your life, they knew so little and were curious. So you walking out the school with an unknown man, a really handsome man, made them wonder who he was.  

And he noticed this to, the stares of so many people on him made him a little nervous. Who could assure him not one of them knew about the Wizarding World and would get word back to the Death Eaters looking for him? 

“Let's leave,” he murmured your way, holding your wrist in his hand “Now.”

“Okay.” you said, following his lead, that until someone called up your name.

“Professor!” you turned, hearing the low groan from Draco. Officer Forbes making his way to you with Emma right beside him “How are you today?” he asked you.

“Officer Forbes,” you said “I’m great, just about to go home” 

Emma tilted her head in confusion “Weren’t Mr. Enfield and you going somewhere?” asked Emma with a frown.

You opened your mouth, a dry chuckle leaving your mouth “Yes, I-uh  I left some documents back at my place” you lied making a funny face, making them laugh.

“I assume this gentleman is your boyfriend?” Officer Forbes said, looking at Draco, his grasp in your hand tightening.

“What?” you laughed, looking between him and Draco who had turned into a statue beside you.

“The boyfriend that surprised you last night?” he said, a suspicious look in his eyes. And then you remembered what Draco had ordered you to do, the soft whisper in your ear when you felt in a haze and didn’t even hesitate to say what he told you. You were sure if he had asked you to jump off a cliff you would have done so with a smile in your face.

The gasp from Emma pulled you and Draco from your confused state “You said he was a friend!” she squeaked, the most excited you had ever seen the girl. “Oh, wait until everyone knows you lie!” she said. 

Thankfully she was stopped by her father “Emma, that is none of your business,” he said sternly “There must be a reason she didn’t tell you.” he turned to you with an apologetic look “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to intrude. I just wanted to make sure you were alright.”

You smiled “It's alright” you told him “But we really need to go” you said, pulling Draco with you after saying goodbye to them.

Once in the car Draco sighed loudly in his seat, running a hand down his face. You started the car without a word not wanting to anger him any further, scared of what he would do if you even muttered a word.

You got to your house in no time, opening the door you didn’t wait for him to say anything. Making your way straight to your bedroom and locking the door behind you.

What had you gotten yourself into?

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