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Can't Be Tamed by Avi Potter
Chapter 12 : Love Trumps Logic
 
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I woke up feeling rested for the first time in months. It was not something I’d anticipated when I started out on this trip to my mother’s. After staying up most of the night talking out all our problems it was almost as if we were mother and daughter again instead of daughter and stranger. I felt connected, tied to someone else in my family, which was a feeling I had not known perhaps in a long time. I knew that my connections to people were few and far between but this one I valued above all others now. Even above Racquel who had been with me the longest. Perhaps, now that I’d tackled my mother and we were finally closer than we had ever been, I may find the courage to tackle my father. I brought the idea up with my mother last night, before being tucked in for the first time in my life.

My mother had simply replied, “All you can do is try, Princess. But don’t expect too much. Your father has a hardened layer that years of business has almost made impenetrable. However, if anywhere were to crack it, it would be you.”

My mother had a lot of faith in me that I really had never known before. It was as if the world was suddenly behind me and I could make any decision I wanted and she would support me 100%. I knew that wasn’t entirely true, but that’s how it felt. As much as I wanted to stay however, I knew that school was still there and there were still things I needed to take care of before Christmas landed and the shit hit the fan, so to speak. I knew my father would not take lightly to my being in my mother’s wedding over his and Candy’s. But that was how it was going to be. He had never been a real father to me. Loden Morris had another thing coming at him if he thought I’d just roll over and allow him to boss me around anymore.

I stretched in the guest bed in my mother’s Australian home, threw aside the covers and wiggled my toes on the cool tiled floors. This was to help beat the heat that would come later in the day. It was a wonderful feeling. I moved to the little satchel I’d brought with me. I’d brought a single change of clothes. I donned them quickly, checking myself in the mirror before leaving the room, high-heeled shoes in hand. Clicking in the morning was not an attractive sound, another thing I hated about the 6am photo shoots my father made me go to sometimes.

My mother sat at the little peninsula that jutted out from the kitchen, a cup of coffee in one hand and what looked like a script in the other. She had her reading glasses at the end of her nose and was tipping her head up and down. It looked like she couldn’t read the script and was trying to see which was better, glasses or no glasses.

“Need new prescription lenses Mum?” I laughed as I came up beside her.

“Ha, ha,” she replied, setting the script down and removing her glasses. She turned and saw my satchel, “Oh are you leaving already? I was hoping you would have lunch with Flynn and me?”

I smiled genuinely, “No, I’m afraid I can’t stay any longer. I’ll be here for Christmas, for the majority of the holidays, alright? Right now I have school and…other things to deal with.”

Her eyes sparkled knowingly and nodded in understanding. “I’m glad you’ll be back so soon. I’d like to spend more time with you. It’s too bad Australia doesn’t have a magic school.”

I tipped my head to one side, “Well I’m sure it does, it’s just far too obscure for anyone to really know it’s there. Just like Hogwarts. I’ll be back though Mum.” I reached out my arms and she did the same. We embraced and I didn’t have to stiffen in response. It was so natural.

“Now, if you need anything,” she told me, “anything at all, just let me know and I’ll set aside time for you. You’re my girl, and I want you to be happy.” She stood and hooked her arm through mine as we walked towards the fireplace. “And if Draco gives you any grief, inform him I will wring his neck six ways from Sunday if he dares hurt you.”

I laughed heartily, “Okay Mum, I’ll let him know.” I stepped into the fireplace and tossed down the handful of ashes, calling for McGonagall’s office and before I knew it I was stepping off her hearth with that same smile on my face that I’d left my mother with.

McGonagall was standing behind her desk, spectacles on her nose and papers to her face. “Did you have a pleasant visit?” she asked rather stiffly.

I nodded, “I did, actually. Thank you for letting me go, I know it was a little unorthodox, but I’m really glad I did.”

“I’m pleased to hear it. Please remember the paper you have due in two days for my class. I’ve given everyone else 12 inches, but I will accept 10 from you Miss Morris.”

“You’ll have 12 on your desk by the end of that day, Professor, I promise.” I left, bowing my head in farewell and made my way along the corridors not to the common room, which should have been my first stop. Instead I headed towards the Room of Requirement.

I didn’t think he’d be there when I arrived, but I was pleasantly surprised to see him sitting on the sofa couch, papers and school books spread haphazardly on the cushions and the coffee table in front of him. He looked up when I entered. He smiled.

I smiled back. He shuffled a few papers and patted at the seat beside him, indicating I should take that spot. I dropped my satchel and shoes at the door, walked over and sat down, curling my feel underneath me. His arm spread and welcomed me. I rested my head on his shoulder and he turned his head to press a soft kiss to my forehead. When last we’d left one another we had not been on this page. But it seemed that we’d both had a change of heart and mind.

I was not tired but I closed my eyes, inhaled deeply and then exhaled. He smelled good. It was like I had not seen him in months when in fact it had been just a few days. I would not say anything however. It was him at fault and hopefully with this newfound respect for our relationship, he would realize this and apologize.

I did not have to wait long.

“I won’t be like my father Sadie. I’ve been under his thumb, as you have been under your father’s, for years. I am more like him than I realize. We are more like our parents than any of us realizes, until we repeat their mistakes. I am truly sorry and I hope that you can forgive me.”

I tipped my head back to look at him. He looked truly miserable and his apology was sincere. I had heard it in his voice. “I forgive you Draco.” His eyes popped and widened in surprise. I laughed. “I know you weren’t expecting to be forgiven so easily. I can’t be angry at you though. I had an amazing trip to my mother’s and my perspective has changed.”

“I went home as well.”

I nodded.

“Things are less stable with them, but I know what I have to do and where I stand with them.”

“What do you have to do?”

“You wouldn’t like it if I told you. Strictly speaking I’m not allowed to say anything.”

“You don’t have to tell me if it’s going to get you in trouble, Draco.”

His hand set down the book in his lap and drifted to my cheek. “You are a rare creature,” he whispered. “I don’t deserve someone like you. I want to tell you Sadie, but if I do there’s a chance that you will get hurt, and I would do almost anything to prevent that from happening.”

My heart skipped a beat as I realized that he may indeed be in danger and his parents were definitely in the middle. “It’s that serious?”

“The world is darkening and I’m afraid I may be at the very center of the storm. I hate myself sometimes for bringing you into this mess as well.”

“The world is darkening,” I agreed. I then admitted to him something I had not even admitted to myself yet. “I’m strong Draco, but I don’t think I’m strong enough for a war. I don’t have skill will my wand like you do. I’m afraid if I stay for this I will do more harm than good. And you cannot protect me while trying to protect yourself at the same time.”

He looked sad then. “Yes,” he said quietly, “you’re probably right.”

We stayed silent for some time then. “What are we going to do then?” he asked.

I shook my head. “I don’t know yet. I have my own agenda. Clearly you have yours as well. Is it worth this pain to stay together when we know this may never go anywhere?”

“For as long as possible,” he proclaimed, lifting me then to wrap his arms around my properly.

“It will hurt more if we prolong the inevitable,” I said, hugging him tightly.

“It will hurt regardless. I know what life has to offer me for the next couple years, and while I do not claim to see the future, it is going to be rough and I want these memories I share with you to be there to keep me through it all. We may not be perfect for each other Sadie, but you have taught me something very important.”

“I have?”

He leaned back to look at my face, his steel grey eyes pouring into mine. I felt transfixed in the best possible way. “Yes. You have given me the strength to see hope at the end of the tunnel. You are a light. You have always believed in me, whether you cared to admit it or not.”

I nodded, “Everyone deserves a second chance, Draco. I’m thankful to have taught you that.” I paused. “You have taught me something too. You gave me the strength to stand up to my mother, you know. And soon I will stand up to my father as well.”

“What will you say?”

“I don’t know yet. I’m sure it will come to me. Either that or I will just come up with it as I go along,” I laughed lightly. “Can I ask a favor from you though?”

He smiled, “Anything.”

“I know this can’t go anywhere, but will you stand behind me, quite literally, when I go see my father? He’s marrying the worst girl in the world and I have to tell him how I feel.”

He lowered his lips to mine, kissing me softly. “I will gladly standing behind you in this. Is there anything else?” his mouth turned up in a smile.

“Yes…will you be my date to my mother’s wedding?”

He laughed loudly then, throwing his head back. “Of course.”

“Thank you, Draco.”

“Sadie, you are most welcome.”

I crawled into his lap then, longing for more closeness that our current position could not offer. I kissed him passionately, weaving my fingers through his blond hair. His fingers drifted under my shirt, creeping up the skin on my back and ribcage.

I stopped kissing him for a second or two to say, “I can’t offer you a way out just like you can’t tame my wild behavior, but I can offer you memories and moments.”

“I’m not looking for forever, Sadie. And I like your wild side. It’s hot.”

I laughed, seeing a glimpse of the old Draco who had only lusted after my body. He had been dark and devious. I had never been intimidated by that boy. The one I was currently kissing however, he was a different beast altogether. Racquel was right, he was a kindred spirit and being with him was the right thing to do. It wouldn’t last and we both knew that now. But while we had each other, we would enjoy it.

Our passions kept us occupied for several hours, taking and giving one another pleasure. It was something that could not be captured forever. It was ephemeral and momentary and completely beautiful. When we came together for the last time I dropped to his chest and curled up, his arms coming around me, refusing to let me go. We lay entwined together on the carpet.

“What will you tell your parents?” I asked when I could breathe properly again.

He shook his head, “Nothing. They will not hold you over my head as they do so much else. You are my secret and I want you to stay that way until all the danger is gone. I don’t know if I will survive it but I am positive that you will.”

“How can you know that?”

“I’ve been thinking?”

“You can think and make love at the same time?”

“Hush,” he chuckled, pinching me on my rear. “Yes I can.”

I giggled. “And what were you thinking?”

He sighed, “By the end of this year, I will know which way this war is going to go. I don’t want you at Hogwarts if the Dark Lord succeeds.”

“Where will I go? I still have a year of school left.”

“I want you to go to Australia, live with your mother. Get as far away from England as you can. The repercussions of the war will not affect you there and you can be safe.”

“You’ve given this some thought, haven’t you?”

He nodded, “Yes. Visiting my parents sort of lit the fire beneath me. I won’t be a pawn anymore. I will take an active part in this war; I am bound to service that way already. But I will also take an active part in protecting those I care for. You and my mother are at the top of the list.”

My fingers idly played with his chest hair as I absorbed all that he had said. “Can we…can we not think about this right now?”

“Certainly, what would you rather think about? Schoolwork?” He smirked.

I smiled back, shifting my leg over his naked waist once more. He raised an eyebrow but did not object. “So not schoolwork?”

I shook my head, smiling back at him. “Not quite.”




A/N: Hey all, hope you're liking the chapters. Don't forget to leave a little review, tell me how I'm doing. I'm getting back into the story after a long while, I have the summer so I'm going to use it wisely. If I'm missing anything, or anything's not right just let me know. Thanks a million ~K :D

 

 


 


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