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A Matter of Time	By : AdaraB Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 7796 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 28 - Translations

9 April

It took Draco nearly two months to translate the journals from Latin to English. It had been easier than he thought it would be. He had assumed that he had forgotten most of what he had learnt about this specific variation but it had come back to him in full force. At present, he was making copies of the translations for everyone. He knew there would be much excitement when everyone read through the journals. They had finally found their answers. He decided to wait to say anything until everyone had read them so they could compare and contrast their notes at the same time, it would be easier that way and much more efficient. If he knew Hermione, she’d have them read by tonight. Ashleigh had already grabbed her copies off the pile and had sat down on the couch to begin reading.

Draco finished the copies and made his way over to sit next to Ashleigh on the couch, she was already half way through the first book. In a very un-Malfoy way, Draco slouched down in the couch and leaned his head back, truly resting for the first time in almost two months. Oh, he had gotten plenty of sleep but when his dreams were not causing him bodily trouble with images of Ashleigh, they were constantly focused on the books. He really was sick of even thinking about them.

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Ashleigh closed the book she had just finished and looked over at Draco. He had been silent for the past few hours as she read and she had known he needed the rest as he was constantly focused on the project of translating the books. She smiled tenderly at him and cuddled up to him, resting her head on his shoulder.

She thought about the journals she had just read and what it would mean for their future. She had been right and thought that this may be just the thing that would save Harry’s life among many others. If she had to live in this time period she sure as hell was going to make it safe for her to do so. She refused to live in fear of what some mad man on a power trip might do next.

Thinking about her past life to her present, she thought it was completely ridiculous how no matter where or when you live there is always some sort of terrorist screwing up your life in one way or another. It was pretty pathetic really, the fact that these people had nothing else to do except try for world domination. You’d think they’d give it up as no one has managed it yet. Hitler had a much better chance of obtaining world domination than Voldemort does and he didn’t even have magic. Alliances are important in war, which like Hitler, Voldemort underestimates. He burns bridges in his do or die manner. It’s really not very Slytherin of him at all. Sure, the blackmailing part is very Slytherin but when he does it he’s not very secretive about it. If he really wanted people to be afraid of him he wouldn’t broadcast all of his evil doings for the world to see. It’s almost Gryffindorish which she vowed to tell him if they ever met face to face. The only thing that really did scare her about Voldemort was the fact that he threw out the Avada Kedavra like it was candy at a kiddy parade. He was a little too happy when it came to that particular curse and she really didn’t want to die.

Although, she supposed that he wouldn’t kill her straight off the bat because of her special ability. No, he would definitely use her first, probably to gain all the information he could on Harry and Dumbledore. Then he would probably put her under Imperius and send her on her way back to Hogwarts to see what other information she could obtain for him, he might even have her kill someone. On that not so uplifting thought, she turned to look at Draco and saw that he had woken and that he was staring at her.

“Doing some serious thinking are we?”

“Yeah, just thinking about how this war is retarded and that Voldemort is an imbecile if he thinks he’s going to win. I mean, no one before him could obtain world domination, what makes him think he can?”

“Ego.”

“Hmm, true. You would know all about that wouldn’t you?” She asked coyly.

Draco turned a surprised look on her.

“Was that meant to be an insult?”

“Of course not…It was meant to be the truth.” She hopped up from her seated position and ran about two steps before he caught her around the middle and dragged her back onto his lap, holding her close to him. His breath was hot on her ear as he whispered to her.

“You’re going to pay for that insult my dear.”

“Oh yeah? What’s my punishment? Hood, oil or the rack?” She asked with a smile.

“Nothing so vulgar for sure. I think a little tickling charm will do well enough.”

At his words, her smile fell from her face. She absolutely hated that charm. It was pure torture it was.

“Okay, okay I’m sorry I hurt your precious EGO.” She said hurriedly.

“That is not nearly good enough Sweetheart.”

“What do you want to hear then?” She said desperately.

“Oh, something along the lines of Draco Malfoy is the most amazingly handsome and intelligent man I have ever known and I whole heartedly apologize for insinuating that he is egotistical in any way.”

“Oh, you have got to be kidding me!”

“Can’t say that I am.” He replied as he held her fast with one arm as he removed his wand from his pocket with his other.

Seeing him take out his wand, she decided that saying his little sentence would be much less painful than a tickling charm so she complied with his wish.

“Okay, okay. Draco Malfoy is the most amazingly handsome and intelligent man I have ever known and I whole heartedly apologize for insinuating that he is egotistical in any way.” Not egotistical in any way my ass, she thought, ‘not egotistical’ is an oxymoron when it comes to Draco Malfoy.

“It’s so nice that you see things my way.” He told her with a smug smile as he loosened his grip on her waist.

Ashleigh turned around to face him and took in that grin, planning her next attack. Very slowly, in a cat-like manner, she turned her body so that she was straddling his hips. At this move she noticed a lustful look in Draco’s eyes that she really wanted to smile evilly at. She held that expression in as she smiled sweetly and draped her arms around his neck.

Draco looked at the view Ashleigh was giving him. Not only was she sitting on his lap in a very desirable position but she also just happened to be wearing a v-necked shirt that was low enough to show a bit of cleavage. He was merely taking the visual opportunity that was being presented to him.

Ashleigh kneeled up towards him, pushing her chest against him and kissed him softly on the lips. She felt him pull her tighter against him as he increased the forcefulness of the kiss and ground herself against him. Ashleigh was surprised in all honesty that he didn’t suspect anything, she could tell he didn’t because when she had played this game before he had been a bit tense, anticipating her next move. She was the one surprised however when he suddenly changed positions to lie down on the sofa, pulling her to lie on top of him.

The situation was quickly becoming harder to control. His mouth was engulfing her as his hands traveled over her back, leaving a trail of fire. She had intended to get him all hot and bothered and then put a binding spell on him, making him say a ridiculous line of apology to her before she let him go. Now, however, she was completely lost in his kiss and his touch and wanted nothing more than to stay like that for the rest of eternity.

In truth, Draco had been oblivious to the fact that she was playing a game of pay back as soon as he had gotten a look down her shirt. At that moment he could only recall how she had looked in her gown at the Christmas ball his parents had held and how she looked with her shirt off. Those were the two times that he had the best view of a part of her that he wanted to see much more often. When she ground herself into his crotch he just about lost all control and had pulled her down to lay on top of him.

Presently, their tongues were fighting for dominance in the hot recesses of each other’s mouths. Draco had been steadily moving his hands up Ashleigh’s shirt until he came up to her armpit. Feeling that he stopped, Ashleigh broke the kiss and pushed herself up to remove her shirt.

Draco took advantage of the momentary space and pulled his shirt off as well, throwing it across the room. When he looked back to Ashleigh, the lust intensified in his entire body. While his eyes had been away from her, Ashleigh had taken off her bra as well as her shirt. She now sat straddling his hips once more and ‘little Draco’ gave a very urgent twitch under her.

Ashleigh felt the twitch and smiled seductively at Draco. She ground herself into him once again as she leaned forward and began kissing him again. The kiss was slow and sensual, she was clearly taking her time on this one and Draco couldn’t stand it. He pulled her to him firmly and turned them so that he was now on top of her. He groaned as his hand finally felt the bare flesh of her breast. Flicking her nipple, he earned a moan from her as she pushed up into his hand. At her urgency, his mouth left hers and started to travel its way down the column of her throat, stopping just behind her ear where he knew she liked it. When he moved down to her collar bone, kissing and lapping at the salty taste of her skin, she pulled him tighter to her, her nails digging into his skin. As he lightly grazed his teeth over the skin there, she gasped and arched her back, feeling a jolt of pleasure course through her.

He steadily made his way down to her right breast which his left hand had been massaging for the past few minutes. He started by kissing every inch of pure ivory skin around the nipple, saving it for last like the cherry on top of a sundae. Taking his time, he lightly licked her nipple, watching it pebble at the feel of his tongue. Not being able to stand it anymore, he sucked her nipple into his mouth and sucked on it mercilessly while watching Ashleigh’s expression of extreme pleasure.

Ashleigh had her head thrown back in abandonment and was moaning in pleasure at the feel of his mouth and tongue on her breast. She arched up into him and threaded her hands through his hair, pulling him closer. She had honestly never felt so aroused. She and Draco had both experienced other partners but the one man she had been with could never compare to this.

When Draco had finished with her right breast (not that he would ever really be finished), he moved to on to the left, repeating the same process as before. With that completed, he had her panting beneath him and started to move down once more, placing soft kisses and hot licks down her stomach as he made his way to her naval. He dipped his tongue into the small crevice and she arched her back forcefully, crying out. He repeated the movement a few more times before moving his hands to the button on her jeans. He looked up at her eyes for confirmation on the step he was about to take.

Ashleigh noticed the pause and looked down at him. She answered the question in his eyes with a simple nod and put an arm behind her head so that she would be more comfortable while she watched him.

At her nod, Draco slowly began to undo her jeans. He started with the button and then, painstakingly slow, he pulled the zipper down to reveal a glimpse of dark green lacy knickers. Growling, he hooked his fingers into the top of her pants and began to tug them down. Ashleigh lifted her hips to allow them to slide down smoothly and within seconds she was clad in only her lacy underwear.

Draco sat back as he took her in. He honestly thought she was the most beautiful thing he had ever laid eyes on. As she was lying there almost completely nude with a lusty look in her eyes that was all for him, he couldn’t think of anything that made him feel the way she did.

Slowly, he bent over her once more and began to trace a path of fire with his mouth over the sexy little panties she wore. He wondered if she always wore knickers like this or if he just caught her on a good day. He hoped it was an everyday occurance as just the thought of her wearing knickers like this had his cock twitching. They were the sexiest knickers he had ever seen and they weren’t even thongs like he used to prefer on other girls. These so called boy shorts provided more coverage yes, but as they left more to the imagination…well, he’d let his imagination run with it.

Ashleigh was squirming underneath him. He looked up into her eyes and they were begging him to do something more than just breathe on her. Keeping his eyes locked on hers, he slowly pulled down her panties that he loved so much. Once they were discarded on the floor, he finally tore his eyes away from hers and looked to see what he had uncovered. He was happy to see that she was completely shaven, just what he preferred. He liked to get a good look at what he was doing at all times.

Draco placed his hands on her legs, running his fingertips slowly up the underside of her legs until he reached her inner thigh. Ashleigh shivered during the entire journey and bit her lip when he spread her legs wide.

When he finally placed his head between her thighs, her breath caught as he started attacking her labia with fervor. He licked and flicked his tongue over the already inflamed skin, spreading the already present moisture. He used his fingers to spread her and played around her clit, driving her crazy in the process. She moaned as he tortured her, refusing to hit the spot she most desperately wanted touched. When she bucked up into his face he wrapped his hands around her thighs to keep her in place and decided he had tortured her enough. He dug his tongue back into her and lightly skimmed over her clit. Her back sprung off the sofa in reaction followed by many moans as he kept teasing the spot mercilessly. Just moments later, she came screaming, her body thrashing with her hands keeping his head in place.

She came down from her orgasm panting heavily, trying to catch her breath. Draco moved up her body and planted a kiss on her mouth. When she kissed him back, she could taste her own juices on his mouth and strangely enough, it didn’t disgust her. She actually thought it was pretty sexy. Breaking the kiss, Ashleigh pushed on his shoulders and sat up from her position, pushing Draco to sit back on the couch. She kneeled in front of him, leaning up to capture his lips in a searing kiss while running her hands over his bare chest. Her hands traveled down to his pants and had them undone in a matter of seconds. They broke the kiss as she reached beneath his boxers so that she could pull out his hardened cock. At her touch, Draco breathed in harshly, relishing the feel of her hand on him. When she began tugging on his pants, he lifted his hips up so she could pull his pants and boxers down in one go.

Once the items were discarded, she looked up at him and licked her lips as they had gone dry at the size of him. He was much larger than her previous lover had been in length and girth. She thought, had this been her first time, she’d be hurting for days. She took him into her hand and started pumping up and down, running her thumb over the slit every so often.

Draco threw his head back on the sofa, enjoying her hand on his cock. He didn’t see when she placed her mouth on it. When he felt her hot, wet mouth wrap around him; his hips bucked up causing it to hit the back of her throat. She didn’t choke but she did moan and Draco groaned in return as the vibrations caused a lovely sensation that he had not experienced before. Lifting his cock up, she trailed the tip of her tongue slowly up the underside until she reached the slit where she once again engulfed him in her mouth, swirling her tongue over the tip and sucking as she came back up. Draco allowed her to bob her head on him a few more times before he pulled her up on his lap to kiss her again.

Ashleigh made herself comfortable as Draco positioned his cock beneath her. Draco pushed her hips down and she impaled herself on his member, sighing a loud breathy sigh. They continued to kiss a searing hot kiss as she circled herself on him, driving up the need in both of them. Draco grabbed her hips and started bouncing her on top of him, relishing the feeling of her tightness sliding up and down his shaft. After a few moments he decided that that position was no longer cutting it and picked her up, still impaled on his shaft and took her to the bedroom to deposit her on the bed. Once she was seated, he started pounding into her at a faster rate, desperate in his need.

Ashleigh threw her head back and wrapped her legs around him, loving the feel of him pounding into her as much as he did. She moaned loudly as she looked down and saw his cock moving in and out of her. It was quite possibly one of the most erotic things she had ever seen.

Draco noticed where her eyes were directed and smirked at the lusty look on her face. He loved this position for this precise reason; both the man and the woman had a great view of something he found highly erotic. He looked down and almost came apart at the sight of him entering her so hard and fast. He pulled his eyes away and looked back up at Ashleigh. She was getting close, he could tell. He trailed a hand down and fingered her clit making her squirm against his cock which heightened his own experience dramatically. Draco started pounding and fingering her more frantically as he felt his own orgasm approach.

Ashleigh came forcefully, withering around his cock, her juices leaking out of her. Draco was close behind, coming when he felt the tremors from her second orgasm, ejaculating into her with every thrust of his hips.

They both fell on the bed utterly exhausted, breathing heavily. Ashleigh turned and looked at Draco who was staring at her intently with a soft smile on his lips. She smiled back.

“That was the most amazing experience of my life.” She told him.

Draco looked her over, leaned over to her and kissed her lips softly.

“Mine too.”

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Draco and Ashleigh made their way to Gryffindor Tower with the miniature journal copies carefully placed in Draco’s robe pocket. Every so often they would look at each other and smile, neither could keep the jubilant look off of their face.

They reached Gryffindor Tower and stated the password that Harry had slipped them. The Fat Lady gave them a disapproving look but permitted them. They really didn’t understand the animosity the Fat Lady held toward them; they had always been perfectly friendly to her. It was probably because they are Slytherin but really, did she need to give them that look every time she laid eyes on them?

They entered the common room but Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny were nowhere in sight.

“Lavender, are Hermione and Ginny here?” Ashleigh asked the blonde. They got along fairly well in class so Ashleigh had no reserves about asking her.

“They’re up stairs. I’ll get them for you.” Lavender ran up the stairs and returned a moment later with Hermione and Ginny on her heels.

“Where are Harry and Ron?” She asked, forgetting a proper greeting all together. They had more important things to discuss.

“They’re down at Hagrid’s.”

“We need to go and get them. The translations are finished.”
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