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The Dove; Distressed	By : lexiatel Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 6194 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor the characters, and I do not make any money doing this.

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October, Year 2023

Grace stepped into the Ravenclaw common room as she had done many times before. It was not abnormal for Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws to intermingle, so nobody took a second look as she crossed the room, and made her way to the hall that lead to the boys' dormitories.

Some of the students greeted her after noticing her. She was used to that, being a Potter kid and all, popularity kind of came with the name. She returned the greeting cheerily before continuing on to Scorpius' room. Grace was wondering if he had been feeling okay since she hadn't seen him in Hogsmead that day. She was worried he may have been sick or something.

She knocked as usual, before pushing the door open. She gasped out in shock as her eyes took in the scene. Her book bag dropped from her arms. His shirt was off, revealing the body she had been innocently fantasizing about in her private thoughts.

He leaped from his bed shamefully, a Ravenclaw girl had been beneath them. Scorpius ran his fingers across his lips guiltily. "Grace." He chuckled sheepishly.

Tears filled her eyes. Why, she wasn't sure. He wasn't her boyfriend or anything. They were just good friends. And he was almost three years older than her. She was too young for him.

Besides... if Papa found out that she was crushing on Scorpius Malfoy...

She shuddered at the thought of her father's anger.

"Sorry I interrupted." Grace squeaked before turning on her heel and running off.

"Wait! Grace!"

"Scorpius!" Jasmine called out to him. "We aren't finished, are we?"

The teenager didn't reply as he scooped up Grace's bag and hurried after her.

As Grace raced out of the common room and Scorpius chased her, they were the split moment of entertainment of the common room, before the bookworms returned back to their research.

"Please wait!"

Grace suddenly stopped, standing outside of the common room, with her face turned from him. She dried her eyes with her sleeve as he approached.

"What's wrong?" He asked softly. "What did I do?"

"Nothing..." Grace said through a stuffed nose, the effect of her crying.

"Merlin, are you crying?" He grabbed her and turned her around. "Oh, you are..." he frowned, his blue eyes searched hers sincerely . "Something's wrong. Tell me, Grace."

"I didn't know you were..." she trailed off, looking away. "Involved..." she added, once the word came to mind.

"Her?!" He thumbed behind him. "It's just a fling, Grace. I am not dating any-" he paused. "Wait... why would you even care?" He asked gently.

Grace scuffed the floor nervously with her foot, afraid to tell him the true feelings she had about him.

"You know you can tell me anything. Have I ever been angry with you? We're friends, I promise whatever you say, I'll support it."

She looked at him, smiling faintly. She was too young for him. He wanted a woman, not some barely developed school girl.

"Ever since... that time with..." she glanced around, making sure no one was in ear shot. "Zambini," She whispered. "I have grown this... feeling for you. I... want more with you." She added the last four words quickly, with a high squeak to her voice.

Scorpius flashed her his charming smile that had ever so often made her heart melt. "Is that really true?"

She nodded, biting her bottom lip.

Her stomach fluttered as he took a hand of hers and entwined their fingers together. Her palm instantly clammed from excitement.

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"Dirty thoughts are invading your mind." Scorpius said. "I can see it all over your face."

"They..." she tried pulling away from him, but Scorpius held her to his body, not allowing her to go. "They aren't really my thoughts." She said quietly.

Scorpius nibbled on her earlobe, sending a hunger through her. Gritting her teeth, she swallowed hard, sending away the moan that desperately wanted to escape out her lips.

'Claw him! Claw him!' The voice demanded.

She tried her hardest to ignore this sudden invasion of her mind. What was it? It wasn't really her, was it? It certainly sounded like her. But... it wasn't her behavior. Even when Scorpius and her were dating she never had such erotic thoughts.

She closed her eyes as he trailed his luscious tongue along the sensitive part of her neck. She was momentarily entranced by the playful flicks he tormented her with.

Luscious? Did she just think his tongue was luscious? Oh, God, she was seriously in trouble!

'Touch him...' the voice moaned with need. 'Oh, please touch him...!'

She stiffened suddenly. That wasn't her at all. She didn't get horny like a cat in heat, and she wasn't about to now.

"Stop it!" She snapped, swinging her head from him.

"Too soon?" He asked playfully. "T'won't be long, little Dove. You are responding ever so nicely. Why I bet next time you'll be humping my leg."

She pulled from him, and he must have allowed it, because she broke free from him. She shook her head. "I won't."

"Oh, yes, you will." His eyes flared with excitement. "You'll even beg me to fuck you." He laughed maniacally.

"I will not!" She shouted, with fists at her side.

"You will not be able to help yourself, and fighting the urge to forbid both of our pleasure will only make us suffer." He narrowed his eyes. "And, Dovey," he growled darkly. "I will not suffer."

She backed up, putting space between them. She just saw a hint of 'evil' Scorpius in those eyes of his. She had heard it in his voice. For a second, he had been released, and she didn't want him to come out. That part of Scorpius liked torture, and the only one he had control of now was her.

"That's right. Fear me." He said with a grin. "I can almost smell it, you know?" He took out his wand and made it so her feet couldn't move. "It turns me on to watch you quiver from me."

"Please..." she begged as he approached her. "I just want to be left alone."

"Is that so?" He quirked up an eyebrow in doubt. "I think you're fibbing." He snatched her hair at the back of her head, and tilted it back roughly to kiss her. His lips teased hers, and she moaned uncontrollably against his mouth. He grinned, deepening the kiss

'Taste him!' The voice inside her head ordered. 'You know you want to!'

She had forgotten what he had tasted like, would she remember the flavour of his mouth? Would it be the same, or different not that he was older?

She grabbed a hold of his robes as her head suddenly felt light. Their lips fought in a battle of dominance as she kissed him back, forgetting the reason why she hated him. Hell, she even forgot she hated him to begin with.

'Taste him!' The voice screamed. 'Taste him, now!'

Scorpius cupped her ass with each of his hands, as she brushed against his lips for an invitation. He let out a low growl before their tongues met to dance in a blaze of desire. His mouth was surprisingly cold, and she suddenly remembered it had been something that she had enjoyed when she was younger. When they were dating, he would purposely place an ice cube in his mouth for her before they made out.

With this curse, he didn't need to do that. Their bodies adjusted to each other to allow no barriers for their sexual fantasies of one another.

He suddenly broke off their kiss, breathing heavily. She frowned in confusion. Why did he stop?

"Oh, you so will." He teased, chuckling quietly.

Dove's thoughts came rushing back. No...! "You forced me!" She snapped, pushing at him.

Scorpius still wore a triumphant grin. "I did no such thing." He said with no hint of innocence to his voice. "You plowed your tongue against me first."

She shook her head in denial. "No!"

He pushed her against the wall behind her. He removed her clothes with his wand, and bound her limbs apart so he had access to anything he wished.

"No!" She screamed, tears running down her face.

"Let's see who could hold out the longest, hmm?" He drawled. "I have a feeling, it won't be me." He placed his wand between her legs, and stroked it against her sex, igniting a hot fire.

"Stop!" She tried clamping her legs together with no success.

"Dare you deny the release for your growing need?" He taunted.

"Don't touch me." She whispered, trembling.

Scorpius shrugged. "Fine, but you are forbidden to touch yourself. Come to me when you want to end your suffering." With that, he removed his wand, but not without a delicate flick against her most sensitive part, increasing her need.

As he turned from her, he released her bindings and she was dressed again. This time in an extremely, short pale blue skirt and a white button up shirt that barely held her breasts in.

"This way you'll be ready for me when you approach me." He explained before leaving her to herself.
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