This chapter contains mature content,

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Draco Malfoy;

I didn't hold the depth in straining my eyes open to look at her, to see her innocent face - I was exhausted; this was the first time I slept, a real deep sleep in months - I sought my hands to drag her warm body closer to mine, too sense that harmless, gentle comfort she always hugged me with, 

Fuck,

I clocked my centers open, feeling nothing but her cold pillow beside me - gazing over the empty bed,

I woke up in her room, alone.

Fucking alone.

I prized she was going to do this - she never fucking listens to me. I attempted to stay awake. I did everything imaginable not to fall asleep, but I couldn't - it was not possible when I had her so close to me, her head ceased so tranquility on my chest - her warmth caused me to feel this peace - a peace I haven't sensed in ages, and in some way, I didn't despise her for it, how could I?

I hurried out of her room - getting clothed as I went, scrunching the pathetic excuse of an apology she had left behind in between my fingers,

A note?

Really?

Holding each stare of all the pathetic Ravenclaw fools gawking at me as I sped by, of course, these bloody nerds are up at this hour, don't they have a life? - As I reached the door, I crashed into her best friend - She watched me with big eyes, remarking my shirt being partly unbuttoned, '' Where is she?'' I seethed through gritted teeth, feeling my temper leaving me,

'' What?'' Luna uttered with challenging tastes, '' Who, Leiah?''

'' Aren't you in fucking Ravenclaw, Luna?'' I felt my stomach twist in an unfamiliar way, '' Who the fuck do you think I'm talking about?''

She simply scoffed at me, '' Did you scare her away again? Because I swear to god, Malfoy, if you did something to hurt her, I will-,'' But before she possessed the opportunity to finish her sentence - I had already roared off, hurrying down the cursed stairs,

I gained the way back to my common room, headed undeviatingly to Blaise's dorm - without another heed - I booted his door in, provoking my best friend to launch himself out of bed,

'' What the fuck-,''

'' Where is she?'' I speak - my blood steaming within me, '' Do you know if she left?'' His look curved at my words as he reeled his head,

''Leiah?'' He utters, sounding drunken from snoring a few moments ago, stretching for his shirt to drag over his bronzed upper body, '' Yes, she was here late last night, why? Did she leave?'' I felt a drowning emotion at his words,

Why would she come to see him but leave without speaking a word to me?

Fucking mudblood,

Whore, 

Everything I ever dared to call her, she is.

At this moment, she is.

'' What did she want?'' I ask, setting my elbow to rest on his dresser - feeling annoyed with myself for acting nosey, but the stinging feeling of envy is burning through my veins of her going to him instead of me.

'' She just left this,'' He strains to pick out a letter from his nightstand, '' She said to hold on to this, and to give it to Luna if she didn't come to see me before tonight," My eyes instantly locked to the envelope resting in his hand, and before I grasped what I was doing, I snatched it from his hands,

'' Draco,'' He pauses, staring at me with searching eyes, his jaw dropped - striving to decide what I was up to, '' That's not for you.''

'' I don't care.'' and with that, I stormed out of his room, neglecting the fact that he yelled for me - stepping up the stairs to my room before slamming the door shut behind me,

My breaths hitched, by the sight of her letter, resting in my palm.

My heart ached,

It scented just like her - the rich coconut and fresh floral fragrance she always carried; it was truly mesmerizing, and you could smell it perfectly in the crook of her neck - the most delicate part of her entire body was that courteous, perfect crook,

Fuck, I miss her,

I ripped the corners of the envelope off before shredding the letter out with might,

''

My dearest Luna,

I am about to do something,

something foolish,

something you would have stopped me from doing,

but I have to.

I have to know if my mother is safe, that my father didn't lay a hand on her,

I know that I'm most likely to walk into a trap, but who would I be if I didn't make sure that she was okay?

Who would I be if I let something happened to her?

But it is stupid,

so fucking stupid,

That's why I couldn't share this with you, that's why I left this letter with Blaise.

Because I know that you would be the one to stop me from going,

I need you to promise that you won't hate me if I don't come back,

That you will take care of Hermione and Blaise and that you will tell Draco that I'm sorry for leaving him,

But if I do -

if I do come back, I will be the one to promise you something,

I will promise to tell you everything,

I pinky swear,

I'm sorry,

I love you,

Leiah.

''

I felt my breaths devising my lungs; the suffering of oxygen is baffling - a heavy feeling crawling in my chest as I read her words, over

and over

and over again,

She knew,

She fucking knew what she was getting herself into, and she did it anyway; that's so typical of her.

She always does this; she always put herself at risk for everyone else,

I hate her,

I hate her so much for lying, for leaving me.

'' Fuck'' I groan out, throwing the letter to the ground, reaching down in my pocket to find the little scrunched up note she left me with,

'' I'm sorry, please forgive me,''

That's all she wrote - what if her father did something to her - then she would have left me, without anything - I pace around in my room, grabbing a vase off my bookshelf, hurling it into the wall before me - shouting - cursing - feeling the dread cutting through every nerve in my body,

The panic of losing her before I even had her,

Why do I feel like this? Why do I even care?

It was deemed to be one assignment, a task to get her to see her father - but the instant I watched her study that stormy August night in the library, I knew I couldn't do it - the way she tucked her hazel-brown hair behind her ear - how she scrunched her nose to conceal that gorgeous smile of hers as she read something funny - how her scent overwhelmed my whole being,

She was too bright for me - and after seeing that bloody blood traitor Diggory, fuck her - the way I wanted to fuck her, catching her moan his name instead of mine - I couldn't linger away, and I resented her for doing that to me - I needed her,

I never felt this way before - I resented her growing up - I continually sought to get her into trouble because my mother minded for her more than she ever did for me, and that set me off. Every time she visited the Manor, I craved for her to leave; she was a filthy blood traitor and the daughter of Voldemort himself - I wanted nothing to do with her, and then, she grew up. She deliberately changed into a pleasing young woman, which simply produced me to loathe her even more. She was beautiful - caring - gracious. Everything I was drawn to - she was,

I was not too fond of the force she had on me, even when she slapped me in the great hall the following day after catching her fucking Diggory - I craved to kill her for embarrassing me - but I couldn't.

The moment I beheld her eyes pooling, it was over.

I was hooked,

And I swore to myself not to be a part of my father's wicked plan anymore,

All I ever did was to protect her; every deed, every word - was to keep her safe from my father, her father,

And from myself.

The evening her mother went missing - I cried.

I haven't cried in ages, but I did for her.

Witnessing her lifeless, unconscious shape in my limbs as I brought her to the infirmary after my mother hurled for me was too much,

I couldn't risk losing her, and then she woke up,

Only to let all of her emotions out on me, and that's when it cleared - that I couldn't be with her,

I didn't deserve her,

Because I did this to her - and yet, I couldn't manage myself to stay away.

She was irresistible - the way she spoke, the way she laughed, the way her smile was capable of lighting up an entire room, the way she fucking tasted, the way my hand grew warm in hers, the way her lips touched my lips when she kissed me, the way she always halted her chin in her hand when she was paying attention, the way her skirt slipped up when she squatted down, revealing her pale, flawless thighs, the way she worried for people - the way she worried for me - everything about her,

This wasn't about what I wanted anymore; this was about what I needed,

And I needed her,

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The moment I stepped into the classroom, my eyes immediately caught her seat - but she wasn't there because she fucking left. It was with onerous tracks I strolled up to my chair, taking a center next to Blaise as he's providing me an annoyed look,

'' My door, Draco. You have to fix it,'' He sighs, hearing the irritation in his voice as I rolled my eyes at him, '' Don't be a dick, just fix it.''

'' You're a real pain in the ass, you know that, Zabini?'' I exhale, leaning back in my position, feeling him poking me to the side, '' What?'' I seethed,

'' Did you read her letter?'' He rustled, remarking professor Snape entering the room, and my eyes snapped to Blaise's - I could feel the rage brewing up within by him speaking about her,

'' No,''

'' Don't lie to me, Malfoy.'' He grumbles, nearly signing out a chuckle, '' I know you read it. What other explanation would you have for being this rude? Where did she go?''

'' Mind your damn business, Blaise.'' I hissed, more strident this time, narrowing my tastes in his, '' It has nothing to do with you, stay out of it.''

My eyes fluttered back to her seat, out of reflex, wishing that she would've walked in, hoping that she wouldn't have left, but of course, her seat was vacant - just like I was,

'' She is my business, Draco.'' He lectures - I felt myself gulp, thickly - doing everything in my ability not to punch him in his face, '' She's my friend too.''

'' No, she's not, she's not your fucking friend - and she's not my friend either. I'm not telling you again. Stay out of it.'' I glance down in my book, holding every nerve in my body on edge.

Remembering last night - How fucking perfect she looked, standing exposed in the shower as the water flowed over her - how good it felt when her nails dug into my back while fucking her - how starved I was for more when I laid near to her in her bed.

'' Mr. Malfoy.'' I hear Snape call for me, bursting out of my daydreaming, '' You have been excused.'' I peer around, puzzled as to why he would say that, sensing everyone gawking at me as I launch my chair back, marching out of the classroom,

I slam the door behind me, catching a few strides before I learn her voice,

'' Dear, I need to speak with you.''

'' Mother?'' I ask, turning around, mixed in my footsteps, '' What are you-,''

'' Not here,'' She hews me off before she spins around, walking towards the building entrance. I followed her with immediate steps as she urges outside - I face my mother's sights as she swifts around to confront me, '' What have you done, Draco?'' She uttered softly, but the disappointment sliced through her formal tone - I could perceive it in her eyes, she was bothered with me,

'' I don't know-,''

''Leiah, Draco.'' The second my mother vocalized her name, that twisting sensation in my stomach returned, '' What did you do, son?''

'' Mother, I-,'' I breathe out before my views lowered to the ground; I didn't own the nerve to look at her - prizing what I've done, because I know how much Leiah means to my mother; she has cared for Leiah her whole life.

I told her - I told her everything about my father's plans for me to get close to her, to trap her into meeting her father. I also informed her how I later did everything to protect her - to keep her safe, and then - then I told her how I failed because she left anyway.

My mother was dissatisfied with me, to say at least. She was overthrown by the fact that my father arranged to deceive her -

'' Where is she now?'' She charges, her mature figure slumped at her words because she did everything conceivable to make sure that the dark lord wouldn't get his hands on Leiah,

'' The letter told her to go home; she left late last night,'' I spoke, truthfully as I glance up at my mother, remarking her hair being cluttered; her front turned more drained by everything she just uncovered. I split my sights away again, feeling ashamed for what I've caused.

'' Draco, you did everything precisely. There was not a single thing you could have done to make her stay; she made up her mind the second she read that letter.'' My mother encouraged me, and I smile rose on her red flares, '' I'm confident that she meant no harm in lying to you.''

" What will the dark lord do to her?" I ask apprehensively, my hand hunting to haul my tie,

" I don't think-,"

" Tell me."

She grants out a loud sigh at my words, " The dark lord is capable of many things, Draco." She speaks, striving to soothe her pain. I can see how hard this is on her, " I believe he will seek to split her soul in order to-," My face crumpled at her terms, how frightful it sounded, to split her soul.

To split her beautiful, harmless soul - I felt my eyes water, '' To?'' I utter, pressing my lips into a firm line, not needing her to see them quivering.

She looks at me with kind eyes - her hands falling to straighten her already accurate dress - She's nervous.

'' In order to make her a death eater, Draco.''

Right there and then - I suffered my flutters ultimately, taking a step back to lean against the brick wall - my head fell as every image of her clouded my mind - anyone but her, please, they can't do this to her.

" But I'm certain that the dark lord won't manage to do so; she's too pure, she has never harmed another human, and that the only way to do so."

I hated myself for showing my mother weakness,

'' It's her fault. She left me, and she lied, mother.'' I argue, forcing myself off the wall as my blood started to boil by the thought of it. How could she do this?

'' And I don't care, she can do whatever she pleases.'' My mother tended in, coiling her arms around me, and my hatred faded in her hold - that's something my mother's embrace always caused me to do - to be vulnerable - exposed - weak - to feel - just like Leiah did.

'' You are entitled to love her, Draco.'' She whispers into my ear, hugging me tighter, '' There is no shame in falling in love with someone - to mind about someone. I think it's about time that you hold someone to worry for.'' She continues, tending away to stroke some of my hair off my temples, '' I'm pleased that it's Leiah. She truly is astonishing,''

She truly is.

My mother takes a step back, releasing her gaze to fall all over me before her hands attend my collar, straightening my tie, '' You know, son. They say that the kindest souls have been through the worst pain - and I couldn't say it better myself.''

''Leiah has been through much, more than you can even begin to imagine, and I'm convinced that she needs you too.''

Her words left me speechless - they applied utterly in on her - she truly was broken - just like me.

How is that?

That two broken souls fit perfectly into one?

'' Mother, I don't love her,'' I lied, not even convinced about what love means - how do you love someone when you're not worthy of loving yourself?

Do I love her?

'' Keep lying to yourself, my dear.'' She smiles, bowing her head in a graceful act, '' I will see you soon,'' She speaks, before looping around to wander away from me, leaving me bewildered and revealed in my thoughts.

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This day has so far been the most hurtful in my life, not prizing if she's alright, not kenning if he managed to turn her into a death eater, or worse - not knowing if he killed her.

She grasped that she shouldn't have left, she knew that she could get hurt, and still, she fucking left,

She fucking promised me,

And she lied.

I can't get over the truth that she lied to me - even if I would forgive her in a heartbeat,

I tread within my room - feeling the walls closing in one me - tugging my hair, shirt, tie - everything possible - my nerves crawled inside of me,

I felt so restless, so anxious, so fearful - I'm scared for her,

I didn't contrive to go back to class after my mother left. I didn't want to; all my mind sought to think about was her - the girl that tore through my barrier, the girl that got under my skin without even trying.

I winced by the noise of beating on my door, shredding it open with force,

'' Hermione?'' I urge her, shocked by the expression on her face - shocked of why she was standing in my doorway. '' What the fuck are you doing here? ''

I felt my face twist in disgust of her standing close to me, fucking mudblood.

She trembles her head, out of breath as he leaned against my doorframe, '' Luna found her,''

My heart shattered; what does she mean by found her?

I swallowed thickly, batting my eyes quickly, striving to form words to speak,

'' She's okay.''

And by those terms - I shouldered myself past her as I brushed the fabric of my suit of, in the place my shoulder touched Hermione's - pouring out in the hallways, hunting for her slender figure.

I searched everywhere, in every hall - every corridor - every bathroom - and then,

I eyed her, and complete warmth rushed through my every vessel.

She walked next to Luna. My heart attained it's beat again - by the look of her, seeing her pure form, her mesmerizing centers, the way her brown hair falls perfectly over her pale skin, after nearly twenty-four hours of suffering -

It struck me, like a train at high speed -

I love her.

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Leiah Riddle,

He begged, and pleaded and then urged some more for me to join him in the morningtide,

And even if I desired to, even if it was all my body craved for - I was reluctant, doubtful, because he has done so much to hurt me, and I can't endure to find out about more -

It would break me,

I forced myself off the bed, catching heavy steps into the bathroom - peering at my reflection in the mirror - I seemed numb, lifeless, broken - dark circles surrounding my eyes as the share of my father's touch tore a cut through my skin,

I gave the whole night sobbing into Luna's chest, just as she cried into mine - I ended up telling her everything, and with that I mean everything,

Everything that I've retained from her these prior moons, and it would be an understatement to say that she was flustered with me,

She was infuriated.

Furious at me for not speaking to her, for holding her in the dark about these things, and I don't blame her - if she was the one to be this dishonest with me - I would have smothered her.

I felt a sinking feeling embracing me - spreading my fingers through my hair, exposing the marks on my neck from yesterday - I can still sense the pain in my chest from my father's efforts, the struggle to split my soul in two,

It seemed similar to a dream, merely as if non of it was real, but it was - and I owned the scores to prove it,

I hugged myself, still staring into my reflection - I loathed myself,

I cursed myself for what I'd become, for everything that's passed these last months - even if I didn't have a choice in most of it - I hated myself for it - I turned the water to my shower on, yet determining if I should meet Draco or not.

'' I have to tell you something,''

What can he possibly say that he hasn't told already -

My head clocked out of the cloudiness by the bulky poundings on my door - I slipped my silky robe on before sprinting out of the bathroom to the door - as I unlocked the holder,

The door thumped open,

I faced his fierce blue eyes, seeing his nostrils flaring in violence, '' You didn't show.'' He spat at my startled front, clenching his jaws to my appearance - I swift around to glance at my watch on the nightstand, fuck, a courter past eight,

'' I'm sorry, I thought-,''

'' You thought, what? That you could go back to ignoring me?'' He shouts as he thrusts himself past me, marching into my room. I immediately sealed the door behind him - I felt terrible, viewing his tall figure holding there, in front of me - in his school uniform looking more handsome than ever,

I missed his touch,

'' No, don't say that, Draco.'' I utter, tasting petite by his attitude, '' I thought the time was-,'' I signed out a loud huff, grasping he won't believe me no matter what I speak - instead, I catch faltering steps towards him, boring my eyes into his as I go,

I sneak my arms underneath his robe, barring them around his chest, '' I'm sorry - I was on my way.'' I whispered, resting my head onto his chest- sensing his entire figure melt at that, by my touch - he throws his books on my bed before sheathing his arms around me, hugging me back - warmth, that was all my body filled up with, the warmth of him.

We attain like that, for moments - holding each other, feeling his head ceasing on mine,

It brought my entire being to harmony,

To a well-needed harmony,

'' I missed you,'' He grumbles, as I felt his hold tensing around me, his back muscles clenching beneath my palms - his words created butterflies to swirl around my abdomen,

'' I missed you too,'' I spoke, truthfully,

I did,

I missed him so much,

I did, for some rare reason - I didn't hold resentment towards him, I craved him, every time he wasn't around, I needed him,

I manage back, facing his piercing stare once again - this wasn't like Draco - he never touched me softly, he always served to me with such force, heat - but not now, this - this was thoughtful, gentle - his cold fingers stroked against my flushed cheek as he tucked some hair behind my ear. He tilted his head, looking at me with wide eyes - his gaze explored all over my features, studying every detail before he bowed down to plant a kiss on my lips,

And without a doubt - I found myself kissing him back, his tongue strived to find mine - his other hand served my waist, slowly drawing me closer to him, deepening our kiss,

'' Don't ever leave me again,'' He puffed into my severed lips as I hauled away, perceiving the desperation shredding within his enchanting eyes, his eyebrows furrowed, '' Promise me,''

I lightly nod, '' I promise, ''

'' I don't believe you,'' He mumbles, tensing his jaws, earing a guilty look from me - I don't blame him - I promised him I wouldn't leave, and although I did - he had all right not to trust me,

'' Here,'' I smile, stretching my arms away from him, reaching for his hand. '' I pinky swear,'' - I intertwine his little finger with mine, raising them to my lips, setting a soft peck on both of our braided fingers. His eyes grew, and a smile spreads on his front at that - not the typical Draco Malfoy smirk he usually grants me with, this was a genuine smile, an honest one,

'' I promise, Draco.''

He endures there, with one hand stubbornly glued to my waist, but he doesn't speak a word - presumably not knowing what to say,

'' Luna always does this, every time she wants me to promise her something, not just promise - you know, a promise, promise - a real one, she always makes me pinky swear, and now - I promise you, not to leave you again, '' A chuckle escapes his edges,

His optics flicker up to mine, gently nodding as a grimace overdue the handsome smile he just held, '' You are something else, Leiah.''

I felt my face twist at his words - my dimples revealed in a cheeky smile, '' Is that a good thing, or a bad thing?''

He rends his centers away, huffing at my question, '' Maybe a bit of both?''

'' Acceptable,'' I laugh, reaching on my toes to touch his lips again, and he caressed them in the most magical way - our kiss strained more rooted, more desirous - both of us craving more,

I allowed his finger to slide out of mine as he dragged my closer, towing my waist, running his hands all over my silky robe - I clung my arms around his neck, sensing his chest breathing heavily against mine, still buried in our kiss,

'' Fuck,'' He groans, hauling away as he narrowed his eyes in mine. I let my tongue run over my swelled lips, collecting the mess he created,

I let out a grin as I felt his throbbing bulge against my skin - sucking my bottom lip in between my teeth, '' Don't do that,'' He spoke, his eyes darting down to my lips,

'' And why, may I ask?'' I teased him, doing it once more as I batted my eyelashes at him, hungry for his touch,

'' That's it.'' He spits before forcing me back, causing me to stumble onto my bed - without a word, he stripped me naked, and then himself - I gasped as the cold air embraced my warm skin, he threw our clothes away - shoving his books off the bed.

He gawked at my exposed body, his eyes clocked to the mark on my chest that was left by my father's spell - his complete expression dropped as his jaws tensed,

I propped myself up, wrapping my hands around his face, feeling his soft skin rubbing against my palms - forcing him to look at me, '' It's okay, Draco. It's okay.'' I ensure him, pouring my hands through his blonde, sleek hair as he stared deeply into my eyes, and I could see the guilt speeding through them,

'' Kiss me,'' I whispered, sinking into his parted lips, '' I want you to kiss me, Draco.''

And he does, without uncertainty - he pushes his lips on mine, caressing me coarsely as he mounts over me, making me sprawled on my back again.

His cold hands traveled over every inch of my unclothed body, the cold rings searing into my skin with might - drawing whimpers from me as he goes, '' Do you want me to fuck you?'' He groans, breaking our kiss apart, his cock whetting against my heat, '' Because I surely want to fuck you, right now.''

'' Then fuck me, Draco. I want you to fuck me.''

My words formed his face to tense as I look into his orbs, drips of sweat fleeing his hairline as he rests on his knees, setting my legs on his shoulders - he seized his throbbing length, slowing taunting his tip up and down my drenched slit,

'' Is this what you want?'' He grunts out, '' Do you want me?''

I arch my back by his touch as he lightly slaps his dick against my scorched clit - noticing the satisfaction I held in his doings, " Answer me," He demands, proceeding to slap his length against my dripping moist pussy,

" Y-, Yes," I purr out, feeling my eyes rolling to the back of my head, " I want you,"

And by my confession, he shoved himself inside me, and I whimper as I sense his cock forcing its way through me; without hesitation, he pounds his whole dick inside of me - not letting me adjust to his size,

" Fuck," He moans, bucking his hips back and forth as pure pleasure fulfilling my every nerve,

He prompts more aggressively, each thrust is loaded with violence, and he's using all it out on me; the tingling excitement in my stomach swells at his wild speed,

'' Draco, fuck - please,'' I shudder, every word is cut off by my loud moans, '' Slow-''

'' Slow down?'' He seethed, '' Do you want me to fucking slow down?'' He mocked me, hammering even harder - I feel my walls clenching around his erection - his hands massaging my body utterly, our bones matching perfectly into each other - nearly as if we're made for one another.

This is it,

This is what I wanted,

I wanted him,

No,

I need him.

'' I'm-, ah-, fuck-,'' I wail out, holding my solid body clenching underneath his as one of his hands seeks mine, branding our mixture of cold and warm fingers together in a perfect mess,

Because it's what this is,

What we are,

Him and me,

A perfect mess,

'' Cum for me, darling,'' He smirks, grasping what that word does to me at this moment, tasting his cock pounding inside me - droplets of steam, rolling down from his forehead onto mine as I whine into his divided lips, fanning the same air-

'' Draco, I-,'' I complain, the hand that's not holding his is delving into his back, my nails scratching their way down in pure pleasure as I'm catching my peak,

'' Cum - cum on my cock, soak me,'' He pants out, locking the desiring space between our lips, and I do.

I feel my whole body twisting beneath his as his thick length is sending me places,

My legs are trembling; my orgasm is taking over my every sense - my whole existence,

It's creating me to chew his lower lip, too hard - tasting the tang of his blood, but in some strange way -

It merely turns me on even more,

'' Bloody hell,'' He keens, tending his face away from mine, sailing his thumb over his lip, collecting the blood caused by my teeth on it - a smirk shift onto his edges when he sees my trembling body under his, still pounding me coarsely,

And without faltering, he forces his blood-covered thumb into my mouth, '' Suck it,'' He charges, and I do; I swirl my tongue around his large thumb, still whimpering by the brutality in his hammering - his cock gliding in and out of me with force,

'' Such a good, needy girl for me, aren't you?'' He flutters out, drawing his thumb out of my mouth, trailing it to haul down my bottom lip. His words throw me over the edge once again, my nerves speeding in pleasure, not being able to take it anymore,

'' Cum for me, Draco'' I moan, provoking him to sink to my level, gripping my throat with both of his huge veiny hands, his ice-cold rings boring into my delicate skin - and I suffer my oxygen - not being able to breathe, and just as my eyes were to roll to the back of my head, he loosens his grip - delivering me gasp for air,

'' Fucking perfect,'' He cooed into my rims - staring intensely into my starving eyes, my walls squeezing around his cock - my heat throbbing like never before - I clutch both of my hands around his neck, yanking him closer as he stalls down his rhythm,

'' Fuck, I'm-,'' He gasps out before his warm, thick ribbons are released inside of me, and with that, I caught my high once more - sealing my eyes as my back arched - bucking my hips up to cry my way through it, sensing my nails scoring into his pale skin,

Draco collapses on top of my chest, our pants heavy in sync, our hearts beating at the same speed, his sweaty skin on mine,

He rolls off me - peering over to his exhausted, exposed body, his chest moving up and down massively, the blond strands of hair is sodden by sweat, his cheeks flustered - but even at that,

He's beautiful,

The way his pale skin is settled, like porcelain - the firmly sketched veins crawling up and down his toned arms, the strongly shaped bony knuckles, the rings hugging his large fingers,

Fuck, he's handsome,

Everything about him is,

Silence,

Complete silence circling us, only our ragged breaths touring the room - the stream of the shower jet echoing in the bathroom,

" What did you want to tell me?" I spoke, breaking the serene embrace around us,

" Hm?" He hummed, stroking his hand over my arm, trailing a path of goosebumps by the cold touch,

I chew my lip in hesitation, not knowing if this will set his temper off - but I have to know, that's the reason he wanted to meet me - " You said yesterday that you wanted to tell me something,"

He sighs, plainly " We have to get to class,"

What?

My eyes meet his for a passing second before he launches himself off the bed - stepping to the pile of clothes on the floor,

He got dressed quickly in silence, not uttering a word before looping around to satisfy my questioning stare, " I'll see you later," He cooed, setting a soft peck on the top of my head,

" Draco?" I call out for him, but he's already out the door, closing it closed behind him, devising me alone in my thoughts,

_____

The whole day passed swiftly - and all my mind could speculate about was Draco, how enormously I yearned him being near me,

" Can you stop doing that?" Luna hissed at me, annoyingly watching me lean against the wall,

" What?" I blurted out, not paying notice to either her or Hermione,

" We have to go; why aren't you listening to me?" She lectures, dragging my arm towards her, " You and your bloody daydreaming are making us late,"

I clock onto what she's talking about - twisting my arm with hers as we began sauntering to our next class,

" Are you okay?" She urges, granting me with her pleasant smile, " You seem a bit off,"

" I'm-, I'm fine."

" Darling, you're doing it again," Hermione hews me off, strolling past the both of us, holding before us, " You need to stop hovering,"

Luna pauses, in her tracks, narrowing her eyes in Hermione's, " What?"

I roll my eyes at the both of them, recognizing how Hermione's grimace twists in frustration, " We talked about this. We should give her time. Stop asking how she's doing every five seconds - how would you feel if-" She scolds but is suddenly skipped off by Luna, straining her lips onto Hermione's,

Luna's actions throw Hermione off. Her eyes widen as my blond-haired best friend stretches away, " Shut up, will you?" Luna smirks at her, tucking some of her lover's wavy coffee-colored hair behind her ear,

" I-, I-, That's not fair. You can't kiss me and then tell me to shut up. You need to give Leiah space." Hermione frowned - arms crossed over her small chest - she regularly does that when she's delivering her point,

'' I'm right here, you know.'' I chuckle - seeking to mangle my lips together, sensing that it's not the most suitable time to laugh at them,

" Ah, for gods sakes, let's just go." Luna sighs, rolling her eyes before stretching for my arm again, drawing the both of us across the corridor,

We stepped into class - taking place at our usual spots - Luna next to me and Hermione in the desk in front of us, and as soon as I'm seated - I feel his eyes flaring into my form,

I look up, facing the blue eyes my soul melted for - I felt myself smiling, but he doesn't - he glared at me with clenching jaws, fists curled up into balls - and then I notice his eyes snapping down to my thighs before flickering back up to satisfy my sights,

I immediately scan down, discerning my skirt had slipped up, exposing too much of my thighs; I hastily yank my skirt back down - feeling my cheeks blushed - glancing back up at him, and he slightly nods for approval, biting his lower lip as he rubbed his jaw with his ring coated fingers - staring into my centers with a smoldering desire,

Professor Snape bangs the door locked behind him, causing me to break the throbbing eye contact with Draco - looking down at my books instead,

Fuck.

" I'll be right back," I groan, shoving my chair back, but before I could stand up - Luna clutches my wrist,

" Where are you going?" She whispered, frowning her eyebrows - staring at me with a guilty look,

" I forgot my book in Professor McGonagall's class, " I speak, trying to flip my hand back from her knocker, but she refuses to let go of me. Instead - her fingers tensed around my skin, " Luna, please-,"

" Promise that you are only going to get your book?" She flutters out, desperation rending through her kind cores - I twist my face in skepticism, sensing the panic rushing through my veins - scared that Professor Snape will catch me without the proper books,

" The last time you walked out of class, you were gone for two days. You can't blame me for asking." She huffed, and my entire self softened at her words - because it's true - I have devised her too many times now, and I can't blame her for worrying,

I extract my wrist of her grasp, seeking her little finger, breading it with mine " Pinky swear," I murmur, stretching our hands up to my edges, setting a soft peck on them,

My acts cause her tensed frame to decrease, gently bowing her head for permission. With that - I let go of her hand, walking out of class - progressing to the class we attended before this one, and just as I implied to push the entrance open - a well-known hand brutally tugging me back, making me flounder back into the wall,

" What the fuck?" I whimper, scraping the back of my head before my eyes clocked to his enraged ones, clear venom-filled eyes stabbing through mine,

" Adrian?"

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