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The Methods of a Malfoy	By : theGreenWitch1287 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 3499 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Heaving a deep sigh, I threw my quill down and tossed my head back, growling out my frustration and exhaustion to the ceiling.
It was the night before the commencement of winter exams and I had been cramming in as much last minute revision as I could since I had returned to the Slytherin common room earlier in the afternoon. Reams of my notes littered the table at which I had been sitting for the entirety of the afternoon and evening. Open library books peeked out here and there from beneath the yellow pages, the several broken quill tips and empty ink pots scattered around amongst it all. It was now late in the evening and the common room was completely vacant, except for me, everyone else having already retired for the night. I was officially done for the night, mentally and emotionally. Study wise though, I regrettably wasn't.
Standing to my feet, I stretched my tired body, before snatching up my Potions book from the teetering stack beside my feet. Only 1 more chapter to read, then I can FINALLY go to bed!
Flipping the book open to the dog-eared page, I began to read as I paced slowly across the room and sank down on the black leather settee, in front of the fireplace. The flames, having crackled away beneath the stone mantle for the entire evening, had now burnt the once robust logs right down to a pile of smouldering, glowing embers. Almost immediately, I regretted sitting down, my eyelids beginning to loll in a near-instant with my fatigue and the radiant warmth of the fire. The book slipped from my fingers a moment later and before I knew what had happened, I had nodded off.
The next thing I remembered was hearing a familiar voice chuckle in my ear, jerking me unexpectedly and abruptly back to perception.
'Not slacking off in your swotting are you, Y/L/N?'
My eyes sprang open to meet the steely grey ones of Draco, leaning over the back of the settee next to me, his trademark smirk plastered across his pale face.
'Oh, for Merlin's sake....' I swung my arm across, swatting him in the chest with my hand, '...you almost gave me a heart attack, you bloody freak!'
He shrugged carelessly.
'Well, that'll teach you to fall asleep on the settee, won't it?'
He smirked again, dropping his satchel to the floor as he sank down beside me.
'Gee, thanks a lot,' I drawled, bending down to pick up my fallen book, 'what a delightful friend you are, Draco.'
I flopped my tongue out, poking it in his direction in a scornful, juvenile manner.
'Attractive.'
'Fuck off.'
Upon meeting him in my first year at Hogwarts, I would have never thought in a million, billion years, that I would ever have become friends, willingly, with the infamous Draco Malfoy. His reputation as an entitled, supercilious pureblood with a superiority complex and an attitude to match had of course proceeded him. Even after joining the ranks of Slytherin house on my very first night, I had always felt like a fish out of water in the presence of the so-called Slytherin Prince. I was a muggle-born after all. Despite my blood status though and his widely- known aversion to those individuals from non-magical families, Draco had always behaved somewhat, curiously, different around me. He had never bullied me in the same way he did so many of the other muggle-borns of the school, a fact that both surprised and perplexed me.
He had always seemed to be there, ready to step in and defend me, albeit with a noticeable air of aloofness when other Slytherin students would gang up on me, belittling me about everything from my parents, to my intellect, to my supposed lack of right as they saw it, to be a member of Salazaar's infamous legacy. Over time, we had gradually progressed to acknowledging each other more willingly, to talking, to spending the odd occasion studying together or working in class, to spending time together outside of school hours. By the time second year had concluded, we had become undeniable friends. He still held his somewhat formidable reputation amongst the greater student body, but with me, he seemed a completely different person. Laid back, playful, cheeky. Genuinely fun to be around.
Our senses of humour were both dry, sarcastic and more than a little wicked. We laughed and rolled our eyes at the same things. Of course, there were times I would have to tell him to wind his neck in or pull the silver spoon that he had been so famously born with out of his backside, but it was a small price to pay in the grand scheme of things. Old habits do tend to die hard, as they say, and I knew well of the long-term influence and opinions of his parents, most notably those of his father, Lucius. For the most part, though, we got along well. No- one at school had had the nerve to say a thing to me since Draco had seemingly taken me under his wing or question our friendship, a fact that we both relished with content smugness. It was strange to think that we were now coming to the end of our 6th year together, our 3rd as best friends.
'Such an articulate young lady, aren't you?' Draco retorted, adding verbal fuel to the fire he had lit in his all too capable way.
'This is rich coming from you, ferret boy,' I scoffed, 'Mr. "my father will hear about this!" Christ...I think you had worn that chestnut out by the middle of second year, don't you?'
'Fuck off.'
I smirked. 'Oooo. Touchy touchy, Mr. Hypocrite.'
Arching his brow, Draco raised his middle finger to me with a defiant smirk.
'Well, at least that's one good muggle thing I learnt from you.'
'Congratulations,' I retorted, raising both of mine, 'I've got two of those.'
He smirked again. 'Well, I've got three, darling.'
It took me a second to realise what he meant before I scrunched my face up, turning my head away in mock disgust.
'Ewww,' I drawled, raising my hand in front of his face, 'it is officially far too late at night to be visualising that! Thank you very much!'
'You love me.'
I flopped back against the sofa, running my hand down my face.
'Yes...mainly when you're not talking.'
Chuckling, he stretched his long arms before draping them casually along the back of the sofa.
'Well, we both know that's not going to happen. So, what are you still doing up? I thought you had a nine-o clocker tomorrow?'
'I do,' I yawned, pulling off my loosened tie, 'I have had my head in the books since three this afternoon. And I just had one more chapter to read in Potions before I was going to go to bed. But then, I fell asleep. What are you still doing up?'
'Same same really,' Draco replied, 'been doing revision since dinner time. Mind you, I spent the majority of it trying to get Pansy to piss off and stop following me. In the end, I basically had to hide from her right at the back of the library until she buggered off. Then I ended up getting bloody locked in! It's a good thing I didn't leave my wand in my room or I'd have been stuck in there all damn night.'
I rolled my eyes. 'That girl really needs to get herself a hobby.'
Draco murmured in agreement, glancing at the clock above the mantle. 'You're telling me. And hey, I'm not surprised you're knackered. Have you seen the time? You've been going for eight hours. It's just gone eleven! You're bloody mental, woman!'
'Yes, yes I am,' I groaned, 'my brain officially turned to mush on page... I don't know... seven million and eighty thousand I think, of History of Magic! I'm going to burn that sodding book first chance I get.'
Draco smiled. 'Well, that's a comfort. I was worried for a moment that you were turning into brain-box Granger with all that studying. That's most un-Slytherin like!'
Forcing out a twisted smirk, I threw my book and tie in his lap.
'Do shut up. Please.'
Weakly, I dropped my head down to my chest, closing my eyes once more.
Tossing my book and tie to the side, Draco patted my head consolingly.
'Come on then, Miss Grumpy Britches. Don't fall asleep. We're going for a walk. You need some fresh air. Up you get.'
Standing to his feet, he took my hand and tried to tug me up from the sofa.
'Nooo,' I groaned, raising my head, 'I'm tired, Draco. And I have to read this last chapter first. Then I'm going to bed. I'm not going...noooo.'
'Come on...get up. No arguments.'
'Bugger off. It's well past curfew. Snape would kick our arses.'
'Only if he catches us. Come on. There's something I want to show you anyway.'
He tugged at my hand again and reluctantly, I allowed myself to be pulled upright.
'Okay,' I sighed, 'I don't have the energy to argue with you. But if we get caught, it's on your stupid blonde head.'
'That's fair enough,' Draco shrugged, 'we won't though. Don't worry. Come on.'
I let him lead me out of the common room and into the shadowy dungeon corridor. Draco paused momentarily, waiting, glancing left to right up and down the corridor to ensure no-one was around before we set off, side by side. We walked quickly but quietly, both of us acutely conscious of the fact that if we did get caught out this late after curfew, and especially the night before exams, we would be in deep, deep trouble. And most likely many, many months of detention. I padded along beside Draco, not really paying all that much attention to where we were going, how many corners we turned or how many staircases we climbed.
Eventually, we stopped again and I looked around to see that we were now standing at the beginning of an unfamiliar, darkened corridor which narrowed down to a small arched doorway located right at the far end.
'What do you want to show me?' I asked curiously, looking up at Draco through the shadows.
'You'll see. It's a secret. Come on.'
I followed him again as we started down the shadowy, flagstone hallway.
'Well, where are we? I've never been up this far before I don't think.'
'We're on the fifth floor.'
'Oh wow. Um... well can you at least tell me where we're going then?'
'It's a secret...'
'Draco....'
He gave a soft snort. Teasing me like this was one of his favourite things to do.
'Tell me. Please.' I nudged him gently in the ribs as I continued to walk alongside him. 'Where are we going?'
'The astronomy tower.'
'Oh! No! No! No!' I exclaimed, stopping abruptly in my steps, 'Just no. Not going up there! No!' I raised my hands up in front of myself in defence.
'Oh, come on,' Draco implored, 'I think you'll really like this...'
'Draco, no!' I retorted, digging my heels hard into the ground as he gave an eager tug on my arm, 'I'm not going up there. I don't like heights. It's not happening. NO.'
'You'll be fine. I'll keep you safe.'
Again, he tugged at my arm and again I resisted, looking around desperately for something to clutch hold of so he couldn't pull me any further towards the nearby stone steps.
'No!' I half laughed, half-shouted, 'can't you show me from down here? I'm not going up there!'
'No, I can't show you from down here. You have to see it from up top. Come on. Please.'
I shook my head again. 'No. Sorry. I can't do it. It'll make me throw up.'
I pulled my hand free of his but didn't turn away to make my way back to the common room, remaining where I was standing in the middle of the empty corridor. With a deep sigh of mock exacerbation, Draco ran his hand through his hair before turning and closing the gap between us, sticking his bottom lip out comically.
'Please? Pretty please?'
I couldn't help but smirk at his affected puppy dog expression and for a split second, I wondered if I should just swallow my sensibility, give in and follow him, before I gave another shake of my head.
'Sorry, babe. I can't. I'm not at all good with heights. I'll faint. Seriously.'
'Well, there's an easy way we can prevent that,' Draco smiled, a slight smirk curling at the corner of his mouth, 'do you trust me?'
'No, I bloody don't!' I laughed, 'I've learnt to not give you so much as an inch. Especially when you get that look on your face.'
Again, he pushed out his bottom lip, and again, I couldn't resist smiling as I shook my head at his childish insistence.
'You're an idiot,' I laughed, giving the tip of his nose an affectionate pinch.
'Seriously though,' Draco asked, his voice lowering to a gentle murmur as he took another step closer to me, so close our chests nearly pressed together, 'you do trust me...don't you?'
I creased my brow questioningly.
'Of course, I do,' I replied gently, 'why wouldn't I? You're my best friend. I love you to bits...even when you do bug the crap out of me. And drag me out at stupid o'clock the night before exams!'
'Good,' Draco replied, returning my smile, 'remember that...'
A fraction of a second later, he had scooped me up off of my feet and tossed me over his shoulder. The movement was so quick and unexpected all I could manage by way of a reaction was a strangled shriek of surprise as he hauled me over to the steps that led up to the astronomy tower, his arm clamped firmly around my body, holding me stable over his shoulder like he was carting a hefty sack of potatoes.
'Draco! Stop!' I squealed, beating my hands frantically against his back and shoulders as he took the steps 2 at a time, 'put me down, you bastard! Put me down!'
'Sorry darling,' he chuckled in response, 'not happening. And hey, shusssh! You'll wake the whole bloody castle with that racket.'
'Oh god, please!' I sighed, half laughing, half pleading as I tried fruitlessly to wriggle free from his hold, 'please don't take me up there! I don't want to!'
'Just trust me. I know you'll like it,' Draco smirked, glancing briefly sideways at me as he continued to ascend the spiral staircase, 'and you don't have to worry about fainting now. You've got me carrying you the whole way.'
'Oookay,' I sighed, conceding defeat as I flopped weakly against his supporting back, 'I know I'm not going to win this argument, so I may as well stop trying. All I can say is this thing had better be bloody worth it! Or you, my friend, are in a world of trouble!'
'It's worth it. By the way, don't look down. We're up pretty high already.'
'It had better be,' I laughed nervously, scrunching my eyes shut as I clutched at his shoulders for extra security, 'because if I do throw up, I'm doing it on your shoes, mate!'
After a short, but altogether nerve-wracking climb on my part, we reached the observation platform of the astronomy tower. The night was chilly, a soft but definite breeze blowing as Draco finally released me from his clutches, placing me down on my feet on the weathered floorboards.
'See, you didn't faint.'
I squeezed out a crooked smile. 'That remains to be seen,' I replied, 'and I still hate you deeply for dragging me up here, you evil little man!'
Draco shrugged nonchalantly. 'Well, we're up here now. We may as well make the most of it. Now, remind me again, what's your patronus?'
I furrowed my brow, momentarily puzzled by the seemingly random question.
'What?'
'Your patronus,' he repeated, patiently, 'what is it?'
'Oh...um...it's...it's a swan,' I answered, my brain finally catching up, 'a white swan. Why?'
Cocking his head to the side, Draco beckoned me with a crooked finger.
'Come over here. And I'll show you.'
I hesitated. I truly hated heights. They had been a long-held fear of mine and Draco saw then my obvious apprehension.
'Come on,' he said gently, offering me his hand, 'you'll be fine. Nothing's going to happen to you. I promise.'
I hesitated again for a long moment before finally shuffling cautiously over and taking his outstretched hand, letting him lead me in slow, tentative steps to the railing.
'Here,' he said, moving so that I could slide my body in the gap between him and the rail, 'stand here. Keep your eyes up, don't look down. Look straight ahead...down the line of my arm. Right to the tip of my finger.'
A soft breath caught in the back of my throat as he moved right up behind me, his chest coming to rest against my back, his cheek very nearly brushing mine as he leant forward and raised his arm and finger in front of my nose, directing my sight to a particular point on the inky, star-studded sky stretched out in front of us.
'Right....there. Right at the top of my fingernail. See those two big bright ones?'
I squinted slightly, scrutinising the blackness for a moment before, sure enough, right at the top of Draco's fingertip, I saw 2 large twinkling stars, sitting only a short distance apart, side by side.
'Yeah, I see them,' I replied, raising my own finger to point out the twinkling dots, 'and....?'
'Those two stars, make up the tail of the constellation that I want to show you,' Draco replied, 'and if you follow the line just to the left...here...'
He paused taking my hand in his, guiding my tracking finger across the sky with his own.
'You can make out the body. And the wings...' he paused again, gently grasping my wrist, raising it up slightly before guiding my hand and finger back down across the previous horizontal line in a vertical, slightly wonky, intersecting stroke, '...cross over the body...on the perpendicular. From north to south. Do you see it?'
'I do, yeah,' I smiled, letting my arm drop down, 'kind of like a wobbly cross on its side. I don't think I've ever seen that one before. What is it?'
'That,' Draco replied, 'is the constellation of Cygnus. Or, if you will, the swan. Your swan.'
It took me a moment to register what he had said before I finally clicked. All thoughts of the height and the sheer drop beneath me had by now left me completely and I
didn't even realise. Beaming, I turned to him.
'Hence the patronus question...'
'Hence the patronus question...' Draco confirmed, returning my grin.
'Awww honey,' I sighed, as I playfully ruffled his hair, 'you ol' big softy.'
Draco gave a slight shrug of his shoulders.
'I wanted to show it to you before it disappears,' he replied, tossing a lock of silver-blonde hair out of his eye, 'it's only visible for another week or so. It's a summer and autumn constellation, so when it's gone, it won't be visible again until June next year.'
'That's very sweet of you,' I said, still smiling, 'I really appreciate it. Thank you.'
Leaning forward, I enfolded him in a snug, grateful embrace which he returned without hesitation.
'It's so nice,' I said as we slid apart, 'I may even be willing to overlook you dragging me up here against my will!'
Draco grinned. 'Are you glad I did now?'
'Well, I'm still not entirely happy with the manner in which you chose to do it,' I chuckled, 'but yes. I'm glad I came up. It's lovely.'
Taking my hand, Draco pulled me back towards him.
'That's not everything,' he said, guiding me back to the rail, 'have another look, just to the right. Tell me if you can see something else.'
Creasing my brow, I cast my gaze back to the blanket of stars. I scanned the darkness to the right of Cygnus for a moment, before my sight settled on the distinguishing stars of a constellation that I knew right away.
'Ah yes, I think I know which one you're talking about. Right...there...'
I raised my finger, tracing the otherwise invisible outline, joining the stars across the inky blackness like a celestial dot to dot puzzle.
'My astronomy is a bit rusty but I do know that one. That was the very first one I identified, with the help of my grandmother...way back when I was a little girl. The dragon...'
Turning my face, I met with his shimmering silver gaze.
'...Draco.'
'That's me,' the namesake beside me replied with a nod of his head, 'well done. Good spotting.'
'I could spot that one with my eyes closed,' I replied looking back at the sky, 'I've been following his movements for years. He's my favourite of them all. He's very special to me.'
'Is he now? Why's that?'
I turned my head again to look at Draco and in an instance, our eyes locked together. Neither of us said a thing for a long moment, we simply stood, looking at each other, watching each other closely.
'I don't know really,' I whispered eventually, breaking the hush, 'he just...is. He's familiar. Comforting. Protective. It feels like he's always been there. Watching over me.'
'Maybe he always has been,' Draco replied, smiling softly, 'tonight is actually the only night of the year where Cygnus is perfectly aligned with Draco. They're closer tonight than they've ever usually are. Side by side....like best friends. Companions. Lovers.'
It was then I realised that we were no longer talking about the stars. I drew in a deep breath, holding it for a second as I watched Draco tilt his head slightly to the side, his hand sliding up to palm my cheek tenderly as he leant into me, closing the mere gap between us. Like a magnet of unparalleled strength, he drew me into him and without a single thought more, I surrendered to him, our lips uniting in a deep, full kiss.
Draco's kiss was like nothing I had ever felt before. Slow, tender, but so full of pure, genuine passion, it felt as if every nerve ending in me had been zapped by an intense electric surge as his lips moved against mine, rendering me momentarily paralysed, in both body and brain. It was like my body had switched to autopilot, all sense of logic, reasonable thought and perception draining from me, falling from that tall tower like a snow cap tumbling from a high mountain peak. It was like the world around us had slipped into slow motion. Like there was nothing else on the entire planet, in the entire universe at that moment in time, except me, Draco and our kiss. All I could do was kiss him back. And so, I did.
Eventually though, my mind re-awoke and I became acutely aware of just what was happening. Another charge shot through me but it was far from pleasurable. It felt as if I'd been struck by lightning. A huge, horrible, fatal bolt that ripped through my being in a split second, demolishing all and everything in its path and jolting me violently back to awareness. With a strangled yelp, I sprang back from Draco,
wrenching our lips apart.
I stood, stock-still for a moment, just staring at him, not saying a word, my fingers pressed self-consciously to my lips as I became hideously aware of what I, what we, had just done. It felt like every ounce of air had been drawn from my lungs and only when my vision began to flicker slightly, did I have to remind myself to take a breath in. Swallowing deeply, I pressed my lips tightly together, my eyes dropping shyly to the floor, fluttering shut as I looked away. My voice was faint, barely above a whisper when I finally spoke.
'I...I should go...'
I glanced up, searching desperately for the exit, determined not to meet his eyes.
'Why? Why do you have to go?'
I raked my hand through my hair, swallowing hard again as my stomach gave an unnerving, sickening lurch.
'Because...because this shouldn't be happening. Shouldn't have happened. We shouldn't have done... that.'
I rounded on my heel, reading to stride to the stairs when Draco checked me, reaching for my hand, his fingers enfolding mine.
'Y/N...please. Don't go.'
I tried hard to resist looking him in the face, but felt the same magnetic tug of his steely gaze, boring into me, drawing my eyes up from the floor as he pulled me gently to him.
'Why do you want to leave? Tell me.'
'Because we can't...we shouldn't... do this!' I spluttered, my eyes darting backwards and forwards as I search his pale face in desperation, 'I'm your friend. You're my friend! My best friend! We can't...we shouldn't...I shouldn't have kissed you!'
'I was the one that kissed you.'
'But...but...I kissed you back. We kissed each other!'
'And?' he paused, taking another step closer to me, 'did you not enjoy it?'
I stood, my mouth agape, but no words came to my lips. My head was racing, my heart pounding, the blood thudding through my ears.
'Yes, I mean...no...I mean...yes, of course I enjoyed it,' I stammered eventually,
'but...but I shouldn't! I shouldn't have done it in the first place!'
'Why?'
'What do you mean why?' I exclaimed, pulling back, as I paced across the weathered floorboards, determined to put some medium of distance between us, 'I've already said why! Friends aren't meant to go around snogging their friends! Never mind the fact that your father would have a coronary of epic proportions if he found out! He doesn't even like us being friends! Okay, granted, you have mellowed considerably over the years, but let's not forget, I am still just a scummy, muck on his boot mudblood in your darling daddy's eyes!'
'Well, if you really want to know,' Draco replied, following my steps, 'I actually don't give a single fuck as to what my father thinks.'
I furrowed my brow, perplexed. 'Since when?!'
Slowly, he stepped up to me, closing the distance between our bodies once more, his eyes recapturing mine.
'Since I realised that I'm in love with you, Y/N.'
It was then I stopped dead in my tracks and halted my neurotic ranting and self-deprecation. My reply came almost like an automatic response like I hadn't intended to say it at all. But it came out all the same.
'What?'
'Since...' Draco repeated, sliding his hand up to cup my cheek tenderly, 'I realised that I'm in love with you, Y/N. At the end of second year.... just before we became friends. That's when I stopped caring about what he, or anyone else in this whole, bloody school thinks. It's the reason I bought you up here tonight, to show you the stars. It's the reason I want, and need, to be around you, every single day. You, and you alone, are the reason I drag my arse out of bed, every single morning. All I care about... all I want to care about... is you. I'm in love with you, Y/N. And I can't...and I don't want to deny it any longer.'
Stroking the pad of his thumb around the curve of my cheekbone, he reached his other hand up, pushing a loose lock of my dark hair back behind my ear with his long fingers, cradling my face in his palms, all the while still holding my gaze with his own.
'Look into my eyes, right now...and tell me that you don't feel the same.'
My eyes dropped back to my feet.
'Look at me, Y/N...' His voice was gentle yet firm.
I shook my head slowly, sniffing softly as the prickle of tears began to well at the edges of my eyes.
'I can't...'
'Please?'
Drawing in a shaky breath, I swallowed down the bubbling sobs, pulling on every last shred of strength in me as I managed, somehow, to steel myself, my eyes raising back up to meet his.
'Tell me...' he repeated, '...that you don't feel the same. About me.'
Slowly, I shook my head.
'I can't tell you that, Draco,' I whispered as my voice finally returned to me, 'because if I did, I'd be lying to you...'
I drew another shuddering breath, my fingers closing around his wrists, clinging to him in desperate consolation.
'And I'm not going to lie to you...ever. Because...I love you too. I love you...so much. I have for years. And I know I always will.'
I felt myself begin to tremble then, my lower lip quivering beyond my control, my fingers gripping harder at his wrists as I fought to keep myself standing upright. For a brief moment, I thought I was going to faint. A second later though, Draco lowered his lips back to mine, his arms sliding down to wrap my waist, pulling me flush against him, holding me close, my anxiety and uncertainty slipping away in a heartbeat as I melted into his arms.
My hands slid up in reply, cupping his cheeks, crushing his thin lips to mine as I kissed him back, fully and utterly aware of my actions this time, slowly at first then harder and more fervent as the rush of hormones and emotions in us both began to take over. I opened my mouth to him, letting him slide his tongue in to ensnare with mine, his warm breath spilling into me. He tasted like mint. Fresh, clean mint mixed with his icy, spicy cologne that floated up and around me as I moved against him, filling my nose and making my head spin, almost as if it was lulling me into a dizzying trance.
I felt him walk me slowly backwards as we continued to kiss, and only when I felt the cool hardness of the barrier railing contact the small of my back, did we finally break apart. His stare penetrated mine, shimmering under the muted glow of the overhead moon.
Gazing down on me, he glanced his thumb tenderly across my cheek.
'What's the matter?'
Slowly, I shook my head. 'Nothing. It's just. I...I haven't done this... it. Not for quite a long time. Well...ever...really...'
Draco tilted his head to the side, watching me closely.
'You're not a virgin though, are you?
Pressing my lips together, I slowly nodded.
'Officially...yes. I am. And it's, well...you know. Is that a bad thing?'
Shaking his head, he gazed fondly at me.
'Of course it's not, darling. And do you want to do it? With me?'
I nodded slowly. 'Yes. Without a doubt. I'm just...nervous. I mean... it's you.'
Pressing his lips to mine, Draco kissed me slow and deep for a long moment before he pulled back.
'Well, in that case, I feel truly honoured that want to share your first time with me, beautiful...'
Taking both my hands in his, Draco laced his fingers together with mine, interlocking our grips as he moved against me and guided me away from the railing, pushing me gently but firmly up against the adjacent wind wall. My hands came to rest level with my shoulders, my knuckles against the cool wood, palms together as his body pressed against mine.
'Don't worry. I've got you, sweetheart,' he purred, as he lowered his lips back to mine, 'And I'm not going to let you fall.'
Before too long, Draco's hand found its way beneath my skirt. I sighed against his mouth as I felt him cup my pulsing warmth in his palm.
'Mmmm, you're already nice and wet for me, gorgeous...'
I groaned softly as he rubbed slowly, purposely at the obverse of the thin fabric of my knickers. It was only then that I myself become aware of how damp I already become.
He slid his lips across, sucking at my ear lobe.
'That feel nice, beautiful?' His lips pressed to the shell of my ear.
I sighed again.
'Yes,' I breathed, my eyes lolling shut.
His palm grazed me again and I felt my still concealed clitoris twinge against his caress.
'Mmmm. You're such a good girl, aren't you?'
I opened my eyes and was met with that familiar, heart fluttering smirk of his.
'You can touch me too, darling. Don't be scared...'
I paused for a tentative moment, then slowly, cautiously, rested my hand on his lower belly. My fingers danced across the grey wool of his pullover and I could swear, I felt the defined grooves and ridges of his abdominal muscles beneath my touch. I had only seen him with his shirt off twice before, but each time, his body had been a true sight to behold. Slim, toned and taut with beautiful pale skin, a rock-hard, washboard belly, a strong back and shoulders and chest and arm muscles that were perfectly defined, neither too big nor too small. He was utterly flawless. In my eyes, at least.
Smiling, he dropped his gaze down to where my hand rested.
'Don't you go tickling me now...'
I couldn't help but smile also.
'I won't. But I can't promise that I won't do other things...'
Sliding my hand down between our bodies, I found the front of Draco's trousers with my fingertips. Keeping my eyes locked to his, I undid his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped him, then slowly reached my hand inside, first in his trousers, then into his boxers, before enfolding my fingers around his steadily hardening shaft. The soft intake of his breath met my ears and the corner of my mouth curled into a smirk that could easily rival his own.
'Don't say I didn't warn you...'
I pulled him carefully free from the confines of his trousers then turned him around, his back contacting the wall behind us as I sank to my knees in front of him.
My fingers wrapped gently around his girth, I looked at Draco from beneath my lashes. A soft, almost silent sigh fell from his lips, his eyes hooded as he watched me closely. Slowly, I stroked my hand up and down the length of his shaft, lathing the pad of my thumb gently but firmly over the head each time I reached the top. I glanced up again, watching, smiling to myself as I saw Draco's eyes fall shut with pleasure under my caress.
'How does that feel?'
A groan. Followed by a deep breath in.
'Draco?' I slid my hand again.
Another groan.
'Dray?'
Another sigh, followed by the soft rumble of his voice.
'It feels amazing, sweetheart. Keep going...'
I repeated my motion again, then once more. Another sigh, a fraction louder than the last rose to my ears and I felt Draco shift slightly in my clutch, almost as if he was trying to push his abdomen towards my hand as his length twitched in my grasp. My cradling clutch quickly evolved into a soft but steady pumping action, my palm, my fingers, slipping and sliding up and down his length, over and over, until finally, I decided to throw caution to the wind and leant my head forward. Flicking my tongue out, I tickled the head of his cock with the very tip, smiling again as I heard him give another low, but this time completely undeniable, groan.
He swelled to full erection quickly in my hand and without hesitation, I slipped my tongue out a second time, dragging very slowly up the length of the underside of his shaft, tracing the prominent, throbbing vein before enveloping the head gently but fully between my lips. His hips gave an involuntary buck in response, accompanied by a low grunt, his eyes fluttering back open.
'Ahhh babe...'
Slipping my lips from the swelling head, I raised my eyes up.
'Do you want me to stop?'
A smirk curled his lip then. His brow arched. His voice a purring whisper.
'For the love of fuck...no.'
Sinking my teeth playfully into my lower lip, I lowered my head back down and without another word, ran my tongue in a long, lingering lick from the base right up to the tip again, before enfolding his glans between my lips in another deep, firm suck. Draco groaned again and I couldn't resist another smile as I swept the flat of my tongue over the head, licking and lapping the beads of arousal that had began to seep from the glistening slit before I looked up at him once more.
'You like that?'
'No...' came the husky reply, and I was just about to crease my brow in question, when he continued, '...I fucking love it. Keep going.'
He flashed me that familiar, curled smirk as his hand threaded into my hair. I didn't need to be told twice.
'With pleasure.'
And, without waiting a second longer, I recaptured his cock in the warm ensnare of my mouth.
Our eyes remained locked together, watching each other intently I continued to evoke him with my mouth. As I moved my lips and tongue around him, I let my loose hair stray and tickle across Draco's exposed belly and thighs, my motions leisurely but thorough as I pleasured him ardently with my mouth and hands. I fellated him steadily, never pausing, never faltering, licking, kissing, sucking and nibbling up and down every inch of his length, from the base, up both sides, tracing the lines of the now throbbing veins through the velvet surface, up to the sensitive area of the now glowing head that continued to seep his evident arousal which I lapped up with relish again and again.
Eventually, the telling sound of Draco's laboured breathing floated to my ears, his hips starting to twitch and twist more, his length swelling to capacity in my mouth and I realised that he wasn't too far away from release. Sure enough, he gave me a low, breathless groan of caution a moment later, warning me that if I want to pull away that it would be prudent to do so but I wasn't about to relinquish him. Holding him in my mouth, my free hand slipping down to tug at his balls, I sucked him hard to bring him to climax, his fingers gripping tightly into my dark hair, his head arching back, steely eyes falling shut as he let out a deep guttural groan and then spent himself in my mouth with several powerful pumps of his hips.
I swallowed his toothsome seed without hesitation, continuing to hold him in my mouth as I remained caressing him gently, allowing him as much time as he needed to relax down from the intensity of his release before I allowed him finally to slip from my oral embrace. Raising carefully to my feet, I reached up, my hands clasping his cheeks as I leant in and kissed him full and deep on his thin lips, his hand sliding back around behind my head, his fingers tangling through my hair, crushing every conceivable millimetre of my lips against his own.
'And what...' Draco purred as our lips slowly parted, '...was that for? I should be the one kissing you.'
'To remind you...' I whispered, allowing the tips of my lips to continue grazing teasingly with his own, '...just how much I love you. And because I wanted you to realise how truly amazing you are. And taste.'
'Mmmm...well, it's not that I don't appreciate the thought, you naughty girl,' Draco smirked, dipping to press another soft suck to my lips, 'but in future, I think I'll stick to sampling you. I'm betting you taste a hell of a lot better.'
'I don't know what you mean,' I whispered, 'I thought you tasted very nice indeed...but maybe I'm just biased...'
I leant forward again, running the very tip of my tongue along his bottom lip, savouring the last, vague remnants of his semen that lingered there before I pulled back slowly and smiled.
'Mmmm, nice and sweet. It must have been all that fruit we were scoffing the other day.'
Draco returned my smile then met my lips with his once more.
'Maybe,' he said as we slowly slid apart again, 'but what's your excuse then? I mean, as delicious as I'm you sure are, I bet you don't taste like chocolate.'
I gave a soft giggle of amusement.
'No, but I don't need to, do I?' I said, squeezing out a cheeky smirk, 'because I'm tasty and sweet enough as it is.'
Draco gave a deep throaty chuckle then without warning, captured me in his arms, spinning me around and pinning me in his previous position, against the wall once more.
'That you are...' he growled, his strong hands gripping my wrists gently but firmly as he raised my arms up and out to the side again, his tall form looming over me in the darkness.
His face was so close to mine I could feel the warmth of his breath against my kiss swollen lips, the tip of his nose touching mine, the rumbling, barely contained arousal that echoed in his voice so deep, so alluring and enlivening that it sent a tremble of desire, arousal and the tiniest hint of anxiety through my body.
'You are indeed so very sweet. And utterly delicious. But you're also incredibly naughty... unspeakably rude... and so incredibly sexy.'
I snorted softly, my gaze still locked to his.
'I thought that appealed to you. I thought you liked the ones with spunk.'
'Oh, it does,' Draco growled, his lips seeking mine once more through the shadows, 'trust me, my angel, I do...'
His lips smothered mine, his tongue sliding into my mouth to tangle hungrily with mine and again, I found myself surrendering to him without vacillation as he drew my very breath and all senses of control and resistance from me with a single kiss. I groaned and sighed between our mouths as his lips consumed mine, whimpering against his kiss as I tried to move my arms to encircle them around his neck, but to no avail, as Draco maintained his firm grasp on my wrists, keeping my arms raised and restrained.
'Ah ah ah...' he purred in mock chiding as he dragged his lips from mine, 'don't fight, sweetheart. It's my turn now...'
A deep gasp escaped my throat, my head arching back as his free hand roamed down and cupped my breast through my shirt, his thumb strumming gently but with intent across the peak of my nipple.
'I'm not fighting,' I whispered, 'I just...'
My words trailed off into a chorus of low, breathless groans and moans as Draco dipped his face down to my neck, sucking and kissing, pressing blushing, telling marks into the sensitive skin. A second later, he had the buttons of my shirt open and his hand delving into the cup of my bra, pulling the swelling flesh of my naked breast free from the confines.
Capturing my nipple between his lips, he let out an almost obscene growl of desire as he mouthed and devoured my breast, the warm, wetness of his mouth, both caressing and torturing me. His lips sucked and kissed, his tongue swirled around, lathing and tasting me, the flat of it encircling it with its warm, wet embrace whilst he tickled me with the point, flicking and wiggling it, teasing and tormenting the delicate nerve endings. The feeling was incredible, borderline pleasure and pain and in an instant, I wanted him to both stop, for I feared I would lose control of myself if he didn't and yet on the same hand, never end what he was doing, with the sensations he was evoking becoming beyond description, my core beginning to melt from the inside outwards.
My head arched back against the wall, my eyes falling weakly shut.
'Oh god...' I groaned desperately, straining once more against the restraint of Draco's grip on my wrists, 'honey....please...'
I tried to find my breath, I tried to fight to construct a coherent sentence but yet again, the words died on my lips as Draco slipped his lips across and began tormenting my other breast in the same agonising, ecstatic way as he kept my arms firmly pinned beside my head. My back arched again, pushing my chest against his face and I let out a low, anguished cry as he nibbled with his sharp white teeth along the very pinnacle of my now aching nipple before encircling it in the soothing warm wetness of the flat of his tongue. Barbs of electricity shot through me, my centre beginning to moisten anew with my rapidly growing arousal and without missing a beat, his lips moved to re-capture the turgid point back fully in his mouth, suckling it, gently at first, then gradually harder and harder.
My body started to tremble beneath him, like the internal components of me were begin to shatter and crumble with each and every caress, my responses now reduced to a litany of whimpers and groans. I recognised then that if I didn't physically make Draco stop what he was doing, I would most likely end up screaming or crying out so loud when he did finally let me come, that I'd probably end up alerting someone, most likely a patrolling Filch or someone similar, to our location. But I also recognised that I couldn't have managed to do such a thing even if I had wanted to, which I, of course, had no intention or inclination to do as I surrendered to Draco completely, allowing him to continue to tease and torture me, even if it meant we wound up with months of detention and a permanent black mark on both our records should we be caught. I groaned again, my head lolling weakly to the side, rolling against the wall as Draco lips dragged at last from my breasts and began instead, to trail down the pane of my now exposed belly, dotting soft sucking kisses and long languid licks on the soft skin as he went.
It was then I felt him release his grasp from my wrists, freeing my restrained arms at last, my hands reaching forward in turn to knit and stroke through his hair, my thighs parting wider as he moved against me, slithering lower and lower down the line of my already trembling body. As he reached my navel, I felt my centre clench. I knew what was coming and so did Draco. Like mutual clockwork, I splayed my legs even wider beneath him, almost to the point where I could have draped my sock-covered calves over his shoulders, had I had the mental capacity or physical flexibility to do so. Draco's warm hands slid up under my backside in response, pulling me ever so slightly forward towards him as he kissed and licked gently down, across the sensitive dip of skin atop my pubic bone before he, at last, lowered his face down between my parted thighs.
My head rolled back, my eyes falling shut again, my fingers tangling through his hair, a long, deep sigh of delight rising from my throat as he ran his tongue in a long slow lap up the front of my damp, fragrant knickers, licking me end to end, pausing at the very apex of my mound to tickle me with the point of his tongue, right over the area of my still concealed clitoris lay before he dragged back down. He repeated the same movement twice more before he hooked his fingers into the sides of my underwear, dragging the material down my legs, the tip of his skilled tongue following, tracing the now exposed skin until at last, it dipped into my throbbing, weeping entrance, tasting my now sky-high arousal.
One hand slid from his hair to clench at my naked breast as he repeated the same languid movement again several times over, each time licking slowly up then slowly down me in a long, smooth stroke before he spread me open with his thumbs and lowered his mouth to my exposed, throbbing centre. Licking and sucking gently, he took his time, tasting and teasing me for a long moment, always avoiding the single one area that I craved for him so desperately to touch, until finally, blessedly, he sucked my aching clit, slowly, fully between his lips.
I let out a scream. I couldn't help it. Anyone hearing my cry could have been excused for thinking it had been a wail of pain, had it not been one of pure and utter ecstasy. I arched my back, sinking my front teeth into my lower lip, muffling only slightly the loud moan of pleasure that escaped my throat as Draco feverishly sucked and licked my clitoris, his hands gripping my hips, holding me open to him, steadying the rapidly increasing gyrations of my lower half. Every blissful movement of his tongue and lips made me groan and writhe with pleasure, my bead throbbing and thudding, my centre pulsing and dripping, my head beginning to spin as the white-hot haze flashed in front of my eyes, the gripping clench of my climax building up inside of me quicker than I had ever felt it before.
Gripping my fingers into his blonde hair, I spread my legs even further, as wide as I could get them to go, letting Draco bury his face as far as he could up against me as he continued to devour my pussy with gluttonous relish. His tongue dived and slid in long, firm strokes up and down the centre of me, the point teasing and poking into my entrance, licking and flicking at the pane of my g-spot before alternating with the soft, warm flat of it right up the middle of me, sending every already burning nerve into absolute overdrive. The harder I grasped his hair seemed to spur him on, his sucks and licks becoming longer, firmer and faster, and in a matter of seconds, I began feeling the coiling knot of my orgasm clenching in my belly, almost ready to spill over completely. I knew I was coming and Draco knew it too, but I didn't have to say a thing to him, my groans and moans and gasps and sighs of pleasure telling him everything he needed to know and he didn't falter once.
Moving his mouth back up, he took my throbbing nub in between his warm lips once more and sucked hard, tipping me finally over the precipice of pleasure, my head snapping back against the wall, my eyes scrunching shut as my orgasm burst through me in a blissful flood. My cry of elation exploded from my throat, rising high to the ceiling beams, resonating and reverberating around the coned roof of the old tower in a shuddering, rumbling echo.
As I relaxed down from the jolting intensity, the ripples of pleasure still pulsing through me, I felt Draco kissing along my upper thighs, avoiding my now sensitive core so as not to hurt me, his lips trailing slowly up, over my bare hips bones, right up over my belly as he rose to his feet before me, his chest pressing against mine, until our lips met again, slow, deep and passionate. Encircling my arms finally around his neck, I pulled him down to me, crushing every inch of his hot lips, wet and sticky with the juices of my desire against mine as I snaked my now shuddering legs around his own, pressing calves against calves as I sank into his embrace, melding into his body, bracing myself against him.
I had expected Draco to pull back after a moment or two, but he didn't. His lips remained caressing mine, deeply, fully, his hands now sliding down, tracing the curves of the side of my body. A moment later, I felt him shift his body against mine and without hesitation, I yielded to him, letting him lay me down on my back on the weathered wooden boards beneath our feet, his body sliding up between my parted thighs. As his lips slid from mine, I gazed up into his face and I couldn't help but smile as he looked down on me, smiling also. His blonde hair, normally so neat, now tussled by my roaming hands, flopped across his brow, his silver gaze shimmering like mercury with arousal, adoration and the glow of the waxing moon.
'I really need to fuck you, darling...' he purred, resting his forehead against mine.
I let out a soft groan as he slid his hands down and clutched under my bare thighs, bunching the fabric of my skirt further up as he pulled me to him, our naked groins pressing together.
'Well, that's good,' I whispered in reply, 'because I really want you to fuck me, Mr. Malfoy.'
'Say my name, sweetheart.'
'What?'
'My name. My first name. Say it.'
I smirked, holding his gaze.
'Fuck me... Draco.'
I felt his erection nudge against the top of my mound as we kissed, deep and slow for a long moment, our lips, our tongues moving slowly together before Draco tilted my hips upwards from the floorboards and pushed firmly forward between my thighs, our lips remaining locked, our soft groans of accord melding into each other's mouths as he slid into me, filling me up in one smooth stroke.
We remained locked at the lips as Draco began thrusting slowly but firmly inside of me, his length grazing and abrading against my inner walls, his pelvis grinding and bumping against my clit in a delicious steady rhythm, our soft moans and gasps smothered by each other's lips before we pulled back, our eyes locking back together. I slid my arms down from around his neck, wrapping them around his shoulders, my hands stroking up and down his strong back, holding him close to me as he kept a firm hold under my thighs with both hands, keeping my pelvis tilted at the perfect angle to his as he moved in and out of me in deep, gratifying strokes.
'Oh god, yeah...' I groaned, a blissful smile spreading across my face as I arched my head back against the hard floor, my eyes falling shut at the new sensations that were spreading through me.
'Feeling good, darling?'
I opened my eyes. 'Good...' I mocked, unable not to grin, '...no, not good. Fucking amazing more like.'
Draco returned my grin then shifted back slightly, sitting back on his haunches, sliding part the way out of me for a moment before he cupped his hands under my back and pulled my body swiftly upright. Shifting into a seated crossed leg position, he pulled me back down into his lap, our chests pressing together, his arms sliding down to encircle around my waist as he re-impaled me deeply onto his cock. Sliding my arms around Draco's neck, I encircled my legs around his back at the same time, wriggling my pelvis against his, sighing softly as he stroked his hands up and down the small of my back beneath my loosened shirt, tickling across the sensitive skin.
'Have I ever told you...you have the most amazing pair of tits I have ever seen?'
With a low groan, he buried his face between the heaving mounds of my breasts, sucking and kissing feverishly at the bare skin.
'I think you might have mentioned it,' I rasped, 'once or twice. In casual conversation.'
My fingers clenched hard into his scalp, a low hiss escaping my throat as he captured my erect nipple between his teeth.
'Mmmm...so fucking delicious,' Draco groaned, palming my breast as he continued to suck and nibble, 'and they taste even better...now that I'm fucking you, beautiful.'
Tugging my hard point between his bite, he clutched me around the waist then flipped me carefully down onto my back once more, my hair scattering across the floorboards, his lean firm body sliding up between my spread thighs, his chest skimming mine as he arched over me and smothered my lips with his own. I clutched my hands into the back of his hair, holding every inch of his lips crushed against mine, my tongue dancing hungrily with his, desperate for every motion of his intoxicating kiss as we began to move together again, now noticeably faster and harder.
Groaning deeply, I managed to wrench my lips from Draco's, then, mustering all the strength I could in my rapidly surrendering body, I hooked one leg around his back, clutching him close to me and with a grunt of effort and groan of pleasure, rolled over, flipping him beneath me so that I was straddling his slim hips. Reaching up, Draco clutched my hips firmly with both his hands, holding and steadying me, my breasts heaving and falling in front of his face, our eyes locked, our breathing panting and ragged, hot against each other lips as we ground and thrust and rocked against each other, his hips rising and falling to meet my every motion, pushing himself deeper and harder into me with every thrust.
'So,' he growled, his fingers caressing my skin, 'is that what you thought we'd be getting up to the night before exams? Losing your virginity to me?'
I drew in a deep gasp as he slid one hand up between my heaving breasts, strumming his thumb across my tortured nipple.
'Not in a million years,' I purred, as I continued to move atop him, 'but by Merlin's name, this beats studying hands down.'
Draco returned my grin then recapturing me in his embrace, he flipped me beneath him again, tumbling me back down onto my back, the cold night exhilarating against our now flushed, sweat sheened skin. Seizing my lips in a deep, fervent embrace, he clutched under my thighs, drawing my legs high up to my chest, tucking my knees right up to my breasts, the change of angle making his penetration both so deep and so tight I was sure I would have screamed aloud again, had his lips not been pressed hard to mine. We both knew that words were no longer needed, our motions and reactions saying everything and all we wanted to do at that very moment, was to bring each other to release.
My chest heaved, my breathing becoming ragged and frantic now as I continued to rock and grind my hips against Draco's, our groaning and moaning unrestrained, until much to my deeply satisfied relief, he drew my 2nd orgasm of the night from me. My hands gripped hard into his shoulder blades as I screamed out my ecstasy to the ceiling above us, his head dropping weakly forward, our foreheads pressing together. My inner walls clenched and released rhythmically around him as he pushed his last desperate thrusts into me, crushing his hips into mine, before he finally joined me in climax, pumping hard into me with a long, low, gravely groan, filling me up with the surging, warm rush of his own release.
That late November eve may have very well been the first and only night that Cygnus and the Dragon were together, side by side in the nocturnal sky that year. But it certainly wasn't the last night I spent with Draco Malfoy.
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