"For some reason, when I'm here, I'm hungrier than at home," Blaise chuckles, scooping a large piece of lasagna on his plate that already has a half-eaten piece on it. "But anyway, what's the plan for tonight?"

"I think we should go for a swim in the black lake. It's risky, but it's fun." Hemera responds, shaking her fork in the air as he chews faster to talk again. "However, a swimsuit is required."

Draco checks the new and expensive watch and nods. "Then we will meet in the common room at ten o'clock. How does that sound?"

"Sounds good." Hemera shrugs her shoulders and puts a piece of bread in her mouth, preventing her from talking further.

We've never worn swimsuits in front of the boys—or at least I haven't—so I don't know how comfortable I'll be. However, I just know that Hemera will force me to wear one with her, so I have no choice. It's just weird; they've never even seen me without these baggy school uniforms or my cheer one, and since Draco is already calling me names, I don't want to give him any other reason.

"Slytherin." Says a hushed voice right next to my ear. I turn my head and see Max leaning down next to my face, smiling at me as he takes a seat beside me. "I'm in Slytherin."

"Well, welcome home." I laugh nervously and feel my cheeks blush, just like on the train.

Draco clears his throat and I turn to see how they're all waiting for me to introduce them. If someone new comes into any of our lives, they just have to meet the group, it's been that way since I can remember.

"Guys, this is Max uh-"

"Villarreal". He adds with a nod and a smile. He looks at me and tugs at my green tie, which is loose around my neck. "I wouldn't imagine you in Slytherin."

He tightens my tie lightly and pats me on the shoulder, causing me to lose whatever air I had left in my lungs because of how nervous I just got. I turn away from him to hide the redness on my face before I turn back to reply.

"You see, I wish I could say the same thing about you, but your appearance is perfect Slytherin material." I sigh and bite my bread to avoid stuttering like an idiot or saying something stupid as I did on the train.

"We were just talking about going swimming tonight if you want to come?" Hemera interrupts, making it so obvious how she's mooning over Max. "Black lake style."

She turns to him again and he nods his head approvingly as she raises an eyebrow and nods like she was controlling him to say so. It's classic Hemera to never hear no from a guy.

"No, it's just friends." Draco scoffs, stabbing his carrot with a fork and biting it aggressively, without interrupting eye contact with Max.

He hates new people.

"Don't listen to him." Pansy scoffs, shaking her head in annoyance, "He's on his period."

"Once you're settled, just meet us in the Slytherin common room at ten o'clock," Blaise interjects and sends Max a reassuring smile and nods. "Swimsuit is required."

Max stands up and leans over my shoulder, bringing his lips closer to my ear. "I can't wait to see you in a bathing suit."

His raspy voice makes me feel excited chills throughout my body and I can't help but smile like an idiot as he walks away with his hands in his pockets. But where is he going?

"And then you wonder why I call you a fucking slut." Draco scoffs, throwing his napkin on the table and walking away. I roll my eyes and ignore him, as I've done for the past six years, but why is it harder this year?

**

"I look ridiculous, what's the whole point of wearing underwear if you can practically see everything it's meant to be covering?" I question while looking at myself in the mirror and pinching the sides of my stomach.

I don't look that bad in it, I just know Draco is going to talk about it and torture me. Tonight is supposed to be a fun, new beginning, and he's already doing the worst in the few hours we've all been together. I just can't say anything because I'm dead if I do, so imagine that.

I mean it's an all-black swimsuit and it's barely even there so hopefully he won't even realize I'm there.

"I think you look hot." Hemera compliments as she turns her back to the mirror and looks at her butt with pride. "We both look hot."

She's not lying, I do look good; I worked out all summer and my body has never been better, a small waist, wide hips, and big boobs. Can't say I have a great bum but it's okay. I worked too hard not to show it off tonight, I just wish I was more confident in my body. Just because it's a nice body doesn't mean I feel that way or have ever.

"Come on, let's see the reactions on the boys' faces," Hemera chuckles as she pull me out of the room, and I reach for the towel from the hanger behind the bedroom door. "Damn, I need a towel too; We will meet in the common room." she sighs and starts running back to her room, holding her chest while running.

I walk into the common room and see Draco sitting on the couch, in a shirt and pair of shorts, reading the Daily Prophet. He's not supposed to be wearing a shirt! We all agreed! My eyes drop to the tightness of his shorts around his bulge and my eyes widen. A lump forms in my throat and I feel my cheeks become hot as he pushes his hips forward to make himself more comfortable, and the movement makes it more noticeable.

Gosh, I can't be thinking this about Draco Malfoy!

"Do you like the view?" He smiles, but his eyes are on the paper, I guess he's noticed me out of the corner of his eye. I focus back and an expression of disgust appears on my face at how conceited he is.

"I thought you said it was not big and yet you're eyes say otherwise."

"It's not a nice view, I've seen better." I sigh and he folds the newspaper, finally turning to scold me.

I pull the towel away from the front of the body, throwing it over my shoulder so I can at least cross my arms over my chest angrily if he's going to say something stupid but his eyes widen as he looks at me. Draco nearly chokes on his own saliva and he angrily looks around before speaking.

"You're showing too fucking much!" He scoffs, standing up and grabbing my towel off my shoulder to wrap it around me. We both freak out at his sudden movement and change of tone. "Do you enjoy being such a slut, Laurier?"

That word being used to describe me makes me feel dirty and angry because I know I'm not that, but he's so misogynistic that he thinks he gets to decide who I am.

I try to slap him, but grabs my wrist before I did, like he knew it was coming. He uses his grip to throw me on the common room couch without struggling with my weight and taking all the air out of me. He puts his leg over my body, sinking his knee into the cushion and I feel his body touch mine, getting me flustered. I try to move away and free myself from his grasp but he's stronger than I am and he has me pinned down with no escape.

"I heard you like it rough?" He leans down and his lips are inches away from mine to the point where I can practically taste them. My eyes quickly scan his face and I reach in, but he pulls back and pushes me back down, laughing. "Did you really think I would kiss a bloody mud blood like you?"

The embarrassment I feel in my body now makes me want to run out of the room and cry my eyes out until the world swallows me whole. I don't even know what to say, I feel so humiliated. So stupid!

I stand up quietly and start walking away with shame, but he rushes over and grabs me by my throat, slamming me against the wall. The force and my head hitting the wall cause me to wince in pain and gasp for air as his grip around my throat tightens, causing his rings to penetrate my skin.

"You're very chatty today," he growls, looking into my eyes; his eyes are full of hatred, but also of desire. "All of a sudden you think you can stand up to me, embarrass me in front of everyone?"

He pushes his body against mine, loosening his grip, and I feel his bulge grow through his swim trunks.

"If you hate me as much as you make it out, why are you so hard for a mud blood like me?" I gasps, wrapping my hand around his forearm. "You're pathetic!"

His smirk turns into a pure rage with heavy breathing and he aggressively shoves me, letting me fall off my tiptoes and on my feet with a relieved sigh. He looks as though he wants to say something as he stands there, huffing and puffing like an animal but then he just leaves the common room and returns to the boys' dormitory, leaving me curious and angry.

My shoulders drop as I catch my breath, keeping my hand flat on my chest, which is tense. I feel as though he could be around the corner so I don't let my guard down too soon but I'm terrified as I try to process what happened to me.

"Are you okay?" asks Max as he walks into the common room - shirtless - after being pushed by Draco on the way here. "Your friend seems angry; did you guys argue?"

"He's not my friend." I scoff, lifting my towel off the ground and throwing it back on my shoulder. "Malfoy is just a snob."

Max walks over to me and puts his hands on my shoulders, "This swimsuit looks hot on you," He compliments me before he puts his hair behind my ear. "Really."

I smile uncomfortably and push his hands away. "I should go look for Hemera, she's been gone a while, I'll see you in a bit."

I walk away from Max and turn into the girls' dormitory corridor, shivering due to my lack of clothes. As I walk deeper into the corridor, I hear quiet moans and manly groaning. I turn the corner and see that

Blaise has Hemera hoisted up against the wall with her legs wrapped around him. He sucks her neck in this disgusting way, and her lips are parted, releasing those moans I was hearing.

"Merlin's beard!" I whisper loudly, looking around to make sure no one else is seeing this. "What is going on? S-since when is this going on? I have so many questions!"

"Oh my god Alison!" Hemera pushes Blaise away as she fixes herself with wide eyes. "Please don't tell anyone, I beg you, it just happened it's never happened before I promise."

I sigh and shake my head, "Let's just go, everyone is waiting already."

***

As soon as we reach the Great Lake, Blaise and Draco are the first to jump into the water, shouting nonsense. I toss my towel on the grass and walk to the wooden pier where cruise ships usually stop. I squeeze my torso in embarrassment, but Hemera screams for me and I shyly put my arms behind me.

"Come in Ali!" she smiles with wet hair and lashes, "It feels great come on!"

I giggle quietly and run through the rest of the dock until I reach the end, my feet push off the wood and immediately I curl my legs towards my chest, throwing myself into the cold water. My body sinks deep and I open my eyes under the water, seeing the distant green lights of the dungeons where the dormitories are located. I close my eyes and start swimming back up to get air, kicking my feet and waving my arms.

The cold air hits delicate spots on my skin, and I shiver as my hands run through my hair to smooth it behind my back. Max swims up to me from across the lake, staring at me with this hungry gaze. His hand wraps around my waist and I open my lips slightly, signaling that I want exactly what he thinks.

He smiles as he leans over and presses his lips to mine. I wrap my arms around his neck, returning the kiss with hunger and lust. It was the reaction in the moment, I never really kissed a guy the first day we met before. Maybe this has something to do with my recent breakup, I'm just trying to get over him.

"I've never been the kind of guy to kiss on the first day I meet someone, but then again I just hadn't met you yet." Max sighs as he pulls away and fixes his hair with water, his face covered with droplets.

I look at his lips and slap my lips on them, but this time more passionately. He grabs the back of my head, moving it to the side for better access as he starts kissing lower on my neck. I bite my lip and let out a quiet groan as he sucks my skin and bites my neck.

Unfortunately, the moment doesn't last long, because the next thing I know, Draco is pushing Max away from me.

"It's a public place, don't be disgusting!" Draco screams and wipes his face from droplets accumulating on his fair skin. "We're all here, have some respect."

"Mind your business Malfoy!" Max growls and pushes Draco away from us. "What are you going to do about that?"

This is so immature.

"Seriously guys?!" I snap and put my hand on Max's chest to avoid him getting closer. I look at both of them and scold them. "Grow up, both of you; You look like idiots pushing each other in the water!"

Draco scoffs and returns to Pansy, who stares at us, shaking her head, making me angrier because she never has my back in situations like this. Draco massages her back and she fixes his shirt, which he just doesn't want to take off!

Max tries to grab me by the waist, but I push him away, sending him an irritated look. I don't like drama and I don't like guys who can't walk away from an obvious problem like Draco Malfoy and have to feel all macho by pushing back.

"Just leave it Max, I really can't with people who behave like that." I shake my head, not wanting to be rude but not wanting to change my opinion. "You both have to grow up!"

I swim out of the water and wring my hair on the grass before I pick up my towel from the ground. I wrap myself in the towel and walk over to the dock, to sit on the edge and let my feet hang in the water.

I don't think Max is going to be anything but a one-time kiss after what I just saw. I like demanding people who do not care about such childish things, and at the same time know what they want. However, no boy at Hogwarts is what I just described, so I shouldn't even bother trying.

After about an hour, we all start to head back to our rooms, and it's already one in the morning. My head is killing me; I just want to go to sleep after my shower. The lake after the incident between Draco and Max was awkward; no one spoke on the walk back over, they were just looking down in quiet and walking.

After the shower, I put on my cotton thong and t-shirt and crawl under my covers. When I close my eyes, all I could think about was what had happened with Draco in the common room and how scared and at the same time lustful I felt. My eyes start getting heavier and soon I'm falling asleep.

My mind drifts off into a deep sleep and everything seems too real all of a sudden. I open my eyes as Draco hovers over me and I feel my heart drop to my stomach, wondering what he's doing in here. He dips down into my neck and exhales against my skin as he touches me teasingly on the side of my hips. I start breathing heavier as his hand moves down to my inner thighs and into my vagina, sending euphoric chills down my back. He digs his fingers deeper and harder, making me moan and arch my back with pleasure.

I can feel his nose brush against my nose as his eyes sink into mine, my lips gapped open to let out gasps and whimpers. My hips thrust with his fingers, and my voice fills the room around us with his name.

"Even dreaming, you can still feel the pleasure when I touch you the way you want." He smiles when his fingers stop moving.

I jump up from the mattress, waking up from my sleep, breathing heavily with sweat on my face. I gasp for air and blink repeatedly, seeing someone sitting in the dark on a chair in the corner of my room.

"Dreaming about me?" a dark voice chuckles from the chair in the shadows.

I grab my blanket with a trembling hand and bring it up to my chest as I reach to turn on the lamp next to my bed. The light turns on, lighting up my entire bedroom and his face, Draco Malfoy. He's sitting there in plaid pajama pants and a loose jumper.

"How the hell did you get into my room?" I yell at him and purse my lips. "I'm talking to you!"

He ignores my question and stands up, making his way over to my bed, where I sit motionless and in shock. As his fists sink into the mattress, he crawls on all fours to hover over me, and when he does, he licks his lips. His hand rises to stroke my face, and I try to turn around, but he holds my chin, running his thumb over my bottom lip, and dragging it down.

"What was I doing to you in this dream of yours?" he breathes on my face, his breath spewing with alcohol making me nauseous. "Hmm?"

"I didn't dream of you." My voice trembles as he caresses the skin at my hips and slides his cold hands under my shirt, grabbing my breasts and massaging them. My heart practically bursts out of my chest and he felt it.

"Are you sure?" He teases me with a smile. "Because you moaned."

He leans forward and his lips brush mine as he stares staring blankly into my eyes. I can feel his lips so close to mine and if I just push mine higher, we'd kiss, but at this point, I don't know if I should. He just looks so good now, his cheeks are warm pink, and his eyes, those silver eyes, look like he has a story behind them and I want to know it.

I reach for the kiss, but the laugh that haunts me becomes louder in my room and I feel his hand on my shoulders, pushing me down.

"You're so damn easy and damn stupid if you fell for that twice." He sneers with a slender smile on his face, getting off of me, leaving me like an idiot on my bed.

I feel my face turn red with embarrassment as he walks to the door, his laughter following him.

Before he leaves, he turns to me and stares at me with a dead look

"Sweet dreams."