If Love Is Sweet, What Is This, Draco Malfoy?

///So it’s the explanation chapter. Get ready for it :D after all – it wasn’t a random ‘I’ll let drake kill me because I’m bored’ thing. There were reasons behind her actions. Hopefully it’ll all piece together ///

When Maia eventually pulled away from our hug, she gasped and froze. Immediately, I pulled away and looked at her worriedly
“What what’s wrong what happened why you what’s-” I blabbered, not knowing what to say and feeling terrified. She looked back at me, her eyes softening.
“Draco it’s ok. Calm down” she whispered, and I felt my heart beat knocking softly as it went down in speed. “I just… didn’t think there was an audience” she said quietly, and I turned around, still holding her hand to make sure she wasn’t going anywhere, to see our parents and the twins.
“When did they get here?” I mused, before looking back at Maia “Just ignore them” I whispered, pulling her face back to look at mine. She smiled, and I forced them to get out of the room and leave the house so that Maia felt more comfortable.

“A spell?” I whispered. Maia smiled
“I wanted to make it less confusing but… well… I didn’t want him finding out” she told me. My blood boiled as I started shaking. My phone buzzed then, and Maia calmed me down, before picking up my phone for me and reading the text. “Turn on the news?” she said, reading the text aloud. We both twisted our torsos to face the T.V. mounted onto the wall in my room, before switching it on with the remote.
"“Last night, he did the most unthinkable of acts. He allegedly used the three unforgivable curses on Maia Mist, a young student the same age as he that attends Hogwarts School. The scene of the crime took place at the Malfoy manor, when Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy were downstairs. Drake Domain had supposedly warned Maia Mist of his arrival earlier on in the morning, but vanished before others could spot him. Once Mr. Draco Malfoy – Maia Mist’s only protector – had left to fulfil his Quidditch dreams, Drake had snuck into Draco Malfoy’s room and waited upon Maia’s arrival. He then tortured her with the crutacious curse and beat her severely before eventually delivering the death blow with the deathly unforgivable curse. Once he’d finished his deed, he had fled the scene of the crime. It was only yesterday night that a grief struck Mr. and Mrs. Mist had called upon the police and requested Drake’s arrest. He would not surrender once the police had tracked him, and so they put him under the Imperius curse in an attempt to control him, before taking him in to question him with veritaserum. Drake Domain will not be given a court case and will be sent straight to Azkaban where he will be given the kiss of death from the dementors working at Azkaban. Maia’s body will be collected for evidence later on today – had the parents not been grief stricken, and young Draco Malfoy so attached to Maia’s lifeless corpse, the body would have been collected last night. The police have decided to let the parents and Draco Malfoy rest for a while before going about their business. That is all from The Wizarding Information News. Join us again later on tonight as we discuss what the results from Maia Mist’s lifeless body showed”" the news reporter claimed, before I abruptly shut off the T.V. My face was livid as I turned to face Maia
“What was that?” I asked through my teeth. she looked confused
“What? Draco he’s locked away. He can’t come back!” Maia replied, a layer of confusion still covering her ease that Drake could never hurt me again.
“What the news reporter said… Drake Domain had supposedly warned Maia Mist of his arrival earlier on in the morning” I recited. Maia sucked in her cheeks guiltily, whilst I tried not to explode with anger. It would be a terrible shame if I did explode, since Maia had just woken up from the dead and all. “Why didn’t you say something?!” I snapped “You knew all along!” he continued, my teeth mashing together in between the words. Maia’s lower lip trembled as she frowned
“I was trying to be logical! We both know Drake doesn’t give up until he gets what he wants… if he didn’t get me last night he would have gotten me another night… I just wanted to make sure that after last night, either way, he’d be out of our lives” she squealed, her delicate voice high-pitched. My protective side instantly kicked in and I pulled her into me comfortingly. She sniffled as she nestled her head on my shoulder. This whole traumatising, abusive, death thing had really heightened her feelings. If this had happened to Maia a couple of months ago – if I had ground my teeth when I talked to her – she wouldn’t have even noticed. Now she was crying over it.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry” I whispered, repeating it over and over again “Please don’t cry Maia. I just… I can’t believe you put yourself through that. I could have protected you each time he came back for you” I continued. Maia sniffed to get rid of her tears and pulled away, wiping her tears with the back of her hand.
“I’m sorry. I don’t know why I’m such a mess. My emotions are all over the place. You’d think I was pregnant” she joked, before we both looked at each other with shock.