Mature content ahead.

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'' Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine.''

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'' It's Christmas tomorrow!'' Teddy shouted as he threw a snowball at her, '' Don't you feel excited?''

'' I do—'' Amelie muttered back, her chin and mouth deeply buried into her coat by the icing weather, '' I am excited, but the way you're talking about it, all the time makes it less exciting.''

Theodore frowned at her as he dipped down to gather another fist of snow.

'' Don't you dare!'' Amelie rose her hands towards him in defeat, '' I hate snow, you know that.''

'' I know,'' Theo grinned back at her, his cheeks glowing red by the biting air, '' That's why it's fun.'' He aimed the ball of snow towards her again before he fired, and her back turned against him.

'' Stop it, Teddy, it's not funny—'' Amelie was cut off by another swing of snow hitting her shoulder,

'' Teddy, I will fight you.''

He laughed at her as he bent for another grasp, but the second he wasn't looking — Amelie threw one back at him, hitting him straight in the head.

'' Oh my—'' Teddy shot up, looking confused at her, '' Oh now you're just asking for it.'' His hands threw out in the air as he started sprinting towards her.

'' No, no, no—'' She squealed out as he wrapped his arms around her, flinging them both to the snow-covered ground, '' Teddy, please—''

Amelie couldn't form a proper sentence out of all the laugher that kept escaping her lips.

He wrestled her as she sought to push him back, but her arms had no strength, and he climbed on top of her, '' See—'' Theo chuckled at her blushed face, '' I'm still stronger.''

'' That's only because you keep tickling me—''

'' What the—'' Draco's voice caught them off guard from behind, making them both to hush down.

'' Hello, mate,'' Theodore softly laughed, his glove-covered hand shoved his hat away from his eyes. Draco's sight flickered down from the brunet to the girl lying beneath him,

'' Hi...'' Amelie chuckled again, making Teddy entirely fall apart in laughter again, '' We were just—''

'' I can see that,'' Draco muttered, raising a brow at her.

Theodore fell off her as he clutched his stomach out of the exhaustion, and Amelie stood tall on her feet. Her hands brushed some of the snow off her coat as Draco strode closer to her, and just as his arms were meant to wrap around her — he slipped, and he dragged her down with him.

'' Draco—'' She whimpered, and her hair tickled his face as she laid on top of him, '' You did that on purpose, didn't you?''

Theodore couldn't stop chuckling at the two, now laying in a complete mess on the ground again.

'' I did not,'' Malfoy groaned as his head fell to the cold soil, looking softly at the girl on top of him, '' Not that I mind it, but don't flatter yourself, Amelie.'' He said with a smirk arching upon his lips.

'' I don't,'' Amelie shot back as she stood up again, stretching out a hand for the blond to take, and he did.

''Teddy,'' Draco called out for Theo as he brushed the white dust off his shoulders, '' Your father sent you a letter. It's inside.''

'' Teddy, huh?" Theo grinned for a brief moment.

" But did he?" Theodore's eyes grew wide, and his voice ripped in hope, '' I'll see you later then.'' He said as he marched towards the front door, leaving Amelie and Draco out in the cold.

'' What letter?'' Amelie turned to face Malfoy, '' Did you see—''

'' No, but I think he's sick, Amelie.'' Draco's gaze fell into an agonizing one, '' I heard my father say something to my mother, and I don't think Mr. Nott has much time.''

'' What?'' Amelie's eyes prickled in tears, '' How? Why?''

'' I don't know, but I can find out if you want me to.'' Draco's hands stroked comfortingly over the length of her arms, '' But don't tell Theodore anything. I think his father deserves to tell him.''

'' Of course,'' Amelie whispered, as the ache shredded through her veins, '' I just— I just can't believe it. He can't lose his father, too, Draco. You don't understand when his mother—''

'' I know.'' Draco's fingers moved to cup her jaws, and she met the grey eyes, '' I know, Amelie. I'll find out everything I can, and we'll go from there.''

'' Thank you.'' Amelie breathed out, sealing her eyes shut not to let out the shredding tears, '' Thank you for looking out for Teddy too.''

It was sweet to her how Theodore and Draco had grown closer during their time living together. They had become friends, even if either of them would ever come to admit it — they cared and looked out for each other too.

'' I'm not—'' Draco rose but quickly quieted at his own terms. He sighed loudly, '' My pleasure.''

Amelie's forehead rested against his chest, and he held her as her heart broke for Theodore's father because she knew how much he meant to her best friend. Amelie was well aware of how long it took for Teddy to come to peace with his mother's death — it took years and years for him to let his mind rest from the haunting thoughts.

And now — now it was happening again. Although, it wasn't a complete surprise to her that Mr. Nott's health was on edge. Ever since his wife died at a young age, leaving him and Theo behind — he had been drinking a lot, and he turned to certain substances to clear his mind of his late wife.

'' Let's go inside. You're freezing.'' Draco muttered into her head, making her clock out of the thoughts she held and Amelie nodded, '' I have something to attend to, so I'll be late tonight.''

Amelie's neck arched to look up at him, '' Is it Adrian?''

'' No—'' He cleared his throat, '' My father doesn't allow me to go downstairs anymore, not since our talk yesterday. He said he'd take care of Pucey from now on. This is... matters for the Dark Lord.'' His tone shifted lower.

'' I see.'' Amelie forced a smile, but she couldn't help but feel the waver of doubt when it came to his father and Adrian.

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Amelie was on the slight edge of falling asleep when she heard the bathroom door to Draco's room slam shut, and the water turned on. Her eyes gazed at the watch on her nightstand, and to her surprise, it was far past midnight.

She waited what felt like hours for him to be done in there, and just as she tucked her head back into the pillow — she flinched by him, opening the door.

Draco crawled up the bed, and his arm wrapped around her. His lips pushed into the back of her head as he mumbled, '' Are you awake?''

Amelie turned around to face him in the darkness, '' I am now.'' She smiled, '' It's so late, Draco — were you out until now?''

'' Mhm.'' He hummed as he dragged her closer, '' I talked to mother for a bit, she still hasn't dressed the Christmas tree, but I told her that we'll help her in the morning.''

'' That's sweet,'' She yawned into his chest, '' I'll help too.''

'' I figured you'd want that, but now you need to rest, Amelie.'' He whispered close to her ear before he sunk further down the mattress to fully level her, '' We'll take care of it all tomorrow.''

She could sense how tensed and bothered he was. How his mind was clouded by what Voldemort had made him do. She wanted to ask him, yet she didn't want to push him.

Draco never spoke much about the Dark Lord and the tasks he completed for him. She simply figured that it was too hard for him. That the things he had to take care of was too haunting, and it tormented him to a point where he couldn't sleep properly.

Amelie wanted him to talk to her in ways she felt safe to confide in him.

'' Draco,'' Amelie tilted her head, uncertainty spread within her, '' What did the Dark Lord want you to do?''

The question she asked caused his jaws to tense, and his body stilled, '' Nothing you should have to worry about.'' The blond said sternly.

'' Talk to me.'' Amelie bent over him, feeling his heated breaths on her lips, '' You're always here for me. I want to be there for you too.''

'' I know,'' He huffed as he stared up at the ceiling, '' But this isn't something you should know.''

She nodded as she kept her eyes on him, and after moments of silence — he leaned closer to her and placed the usual goodnight kiss on her lips, '' We'll talk about it tomorrow, alright?'' He mumbled into her parted lips, and just as he was about to drag away like he always did — she deepened their kiss.

'' Amelie,'' Draco breathed out, '' God—''

He couldn't help it — the way her lips matched his, the way they parted for his tongue to battle hers drove him insane. Malfoy turned them over, him on top of her, as she pulled away to catch her breath for a slight second.

Amelie's fingers locked behind his neck as he dove down again, kissing her gently, yet eagerly.

He couldn't get enough of her.

'' Draco...'' She whispered as the tips of her fingers stroked his exposed back, '' I—'' She swallowed and sought to find the bravery she knew rested somewhere within.

'' What?'' He bent back, looking softly at her in the moonlight, '' Do you want me to stop?''

She bit down onto her lower lip, '' Don't stop, Draco.''

His eyes widened as her thighs spread apart more for him to be closer, '' Are you sure?''

'' I am.''

And she was — without a second doubt. She was crazy for him. In all ways a person could be crazy for another. She wanted nothing more than to be with him in all ways possible.

Draco's lips collided with hers again as his hand slipped underneath the covers to help her drag her nightdress off. Amelie's back arched off the mattress as he tugged the material off of her.

'' So fucking beautiful,'' He groaned before his lips left wet kisses along her jawline, down her throat, and she softly whimpered at the touch.

The sounds falling from her lips made him more than tense, and his hand moved over her chest, down her stomach as it halted right over the hem of her underwear.

'' Promise me that you'll ask me to stop. If I'm doing anything that makes you uncomfortable at all, promise me that.'' Draco mumbled as he kissed her collarbone, '' Promise me, Amelie.''

'' I promise,'' Amelie whispered again as she melted into his touch. He laid down next to her, on his side as she stayed on her back,

'' I want this,'' She said shyly as her heart pounded roughly within, '' I want you.''

Draco's lips on hers again as he let his fingers slip underneath the soft material of her underwear, and his touch slowly reached exactly where she needed him to be. She moaned silently into his mouth as he carefully traced circles over her sensitive spot.

'' Draco—'' Her entire body fluttered by the touch. He groaned back as he kept on pleasing her, and the whines fleeing her throat made his whole self flush in warmth.

'' Are you alright?'' He mumbled, still kissing her with all the emotion he felt, '' I need you to be okay.''

'' I am—'' Amelie breathed out, her hands tangled into his blond strands, '' You make everything alright.''

'' You can't say those things to me, Amelie—'' Draco trailed kisses over her throat, '' It drives me mad, insane.''

'' Good—'' She bit down her bottom lip to muffle her own sounds, '' I want to drive you crazy.''

'' Really?'' He looked up at her, meeting her soft gaze as his fingers teased her. He wanted to take care of her, make her feel safe, and still give her everything.

'' Really.'' Amelie pulled his head up to match hers. Draco pushed himself off the covers as he lowered himself over her again, dragging the sheets over them as he went.

Amelie felt a tingling sensation as it ripped through her. She hadn't been this certain about anything before — she wanted to give him every piece of herself. She wanted to be with him to the fullest and never leave his side.

Draco pushed his boxers down, and one of his hands settled next to her head, '' Amelie, we really don't have to.'' He said again, stroking his nose against hers, '' You know that I will wait for you. I will always wait for you.''

'' I will wait for you too, always, but I want this, Draco. I want you.'' She smiled back as his tongue rolled on the inside of his cheek.

His hand wrapped around his length, putting it in place with her heat as she let out a shaky breath, and he slowly pushed inside her.

Her hands grasped at his upper arms at the feeling of him filling her up, and it felt as if she lost her breath — she hadn't done this in a long time, and the mixture of hurt and pleasure made her eyes seal.

'' Are you okay?'' He gently pushed forward, '' Amelie, tell me that this is okay.'' He begged her.

He was so worried for her.

Draco wanted her more than anything — he wanted her in all the ways possible, but he needed her to feel alright with what he was doing, and he would stop in a heartbeat if he ever believed that he was hurting her.

'' Oh God, Draco—'' She said in a whisper, her fingers clenching around his arms, '' Don't stop.''

Relief washed over him like a tidal wave, and he let his hips roll against hers. He couldn't focus — neither could Amelie. They had no possibility to look away from each other, and the second her lashes battled the pleasure she felt, his stare matched hers.

Draco's eyes leveled her hand as it placed on her stomach, and her fingers slipped apart, causing him to notice the scar she sought to hide from him.

His hand softly gripped hers as he pinned it over her head, " Don't hide from me." He breathed out, placing kisses all over the deep cut, " You never have to hide any part of yourself from me."

He kissed it again,

And again,

And again.

Amelie's eyes sealed as she felt the embarrassment rock within. No one had ever seen that scar before. She hid it from everyone ever since a sinful soul carved it into her skin out of violence.

" Draco—" She sought to speak as his fingers intertwined with hers, and he kept on kissing her scar.

He took all the shame she felt, away.

Draco made her feel safe within the coat of her own skin. She knew that she could trust him now — that she could rely on him more than anyone because he accepted her, he praised her, with all her beautiful flaws.

Amelie's eyes peeled open as she watched him admire it — he made her cherish her body more and more for every kiss he left upon her.

'' You're mine.'' Draco groaned into her skin, still kissing her marks of torture with all he had, " You're mine, and I want to see all of you."

'' Mine.''

'' Mine.

'' Mine.''

" Mine."

''Promise me that.'' His head rose as he stroked his nose against hers, '' Promise me that you'll be mine, always.''

'' I do—'' She whimpered, '' And you're mine, Draco. I'm yours, and you're mine.''

The only sound circling them was their heavy breathing — and the soft sounds falling of her pure lips. He couldn't stop, he couldn't slow down — but he couldn't go faster either. He needed to breathe this moment in.

So did Amelie. She couldn't drag her eyes off of him as his chest rose and fell overs hers — his lips constantly kissing her jaw, below her ear, down her neck. He kissed her chest, her shoulders and lingered over her scars.

He kissed them, over and over — he needed to save her. He needed to take all her pain away, and he did.

He would never be able to be without her now. He would never be able to stay away — to betray her or to hurt her in any way.

Amelie was his, and only his.

'' You are perfect, fucking hell. So beautiful—'' The blond kept on praising her as he slowly pushed into her, '' Never leave me.''

'' I won't.''

'' Draco—'' She breathed out, her nails dug into his arms as he bucked his hips into hers. She was falling apart — melting underneath him, '' I think I'm—''

'' Me too.'' He groaned into her parted lips, and he could feel how her body was on the tip of coming undone. He didn't want to cum. He didn't want this to end — he wanted to have her this way, for as long as he could.

Amelie's toes curled as he leaned his forehead against hers, '' Cum with me,'' Her eyes fluttered, and her back slightly arched.

The way she spoke to him, how softly she moaned out every word as he thrust inside her, how the dampness of her skin fused with his, how the tiny muscle in her jaw ticked as her teeth gritted, how her skin shivered as he kissed that sweet spot on her neck, how she clenched around him, how her hands desperately gripped his arms.

He kissed her forehead before her neck bent back into the pillow, and she whimpered out of control — that was enough for him, more than it, and he came just as undone as she did.

'' My Amelie...'' He heaved as he fell down next to her, pulling her closer than ever, '' Mine.''

Amelie smiled to herself, and for the first time in so long — she felt complete.

'' Yours, Draco. Only yours. ''

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