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The Zabini Cover	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 45212 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Draco stood, smiling as the band began to play a song he knew quite well.
There was a young woman singing.
“The Power of Love.” Draco commented, holding out his hand. “Feel it with me?” He asked.
Celeste smiled, taking his hand. “I’m a bit rusty.” She said, barely remembering the crash course Blaise had given her in ballroom dancing that had ended in trampled toes and tears of mirth for both of them. They had continued practice later, and Celeste could dance, just not terribly well.
Draco shrugged. “Not a problem. I’ll lead you true.” He said sincerely.
Celeste shivered as he laid a hand over her hip, guiding her around the floor as she held to him and let him lead her around the floor. Nothing mattered but him, her, and the music between them, carrying them along as they searched each other’s eyes for something they couldn’t name just yet.
*****
Draco smiled, leading her to the Floo. “I did promise, did I not?”
Celeste returned the smile, thankfully. “I really do hate Portkeys.” She told him.
“And someday, you’ll trust me enough to tell me why.” Draco replied, laying his hand on the small of her back. “It’s the Dragonseye Hotel. I’ll be right behind you.”
Celeste went through the Floo and looked around as she waited for Draco. The receiving room of the hotel was decorated in a warm yellow color, making the room seem sunny and uplifting.
Draco came through and smiled at her, again holding out his arm for her to take. “Our suite is on the third floor.” He said, leading her out of the receiving room and to the lift.
Celeste bit her lip, thinking of how she was going to be able to handle Draco seeing her in the negligee Pansy had insisted she bring.
*****
Celeste emerged from the bathroom, blushing.
Draco looked up and felt his mouth go dry. She was wearing a sheer white negligee, and her hair was unbound, covering her breasts. The blush on her face was beguiling, and she was staring everywhere but at him.
“Celeste.”
She looked up sharply at his tone.
“Don’t be shy.” Draco said gently, smiling. “You’re gorgeous. And I won’t do anything to compromise your virtue. You can trust me.”
Celeste gulped. “I know you won’t, but… This negligee is see-through. It’s not hiding much.”
Draco hid a smile at the understatement. He could see everything, from her pink nipples to the apex of her thighs, where she was smooth and hairless. The strangest part of it all was that she had him rock-hard, when no naked female body had ever done that to him before.
“Come on. Get in the bed. I promise not to rape you.” He said teasingly.
Celeste gave him a shy smile, getting into the bed, trying to keep as far from him as possible.
Draco sighed. “Come here. I don’t expect sex, but I do want to be able to hold you and kiss you.”
Celeste sighed and allowed Draco to pull her across the bed.
Draco chuckled, taking one of her curls and twining it around his finger. “I think I’m falling for you pretty hard, Celeste. Please, tell me you feel the same?” He asked.
Celeste flushed. “I like you. But I can’t let myself love you just yet.” She answered truthfully.
Draco sighed sadly, dropping the curl and running his thumb over her bottom lip. “I guess I can accept that.” He decided, then added, “In return for a kiss?”
Celeste rolled her eyes and smiled. “Okay.” She agreed.
Draco leaned in and brushed his lips over Celeste’s, keeping his eyes open and watching as her bright green eyes slowly fluttered closed. He was suddenly struck by how closely her eyes resembled Harry’s. It was almost as if he was dating a female version of Harry, which caused Draco’s heart to flutter for a moment.
Celeste moaned softly, her hands coming up to rest on Draco’s shoulders.
Draco inhaled sharply through his nose, raising himself on one arm and deepening the kiss, leaning over her as he eagerly mapped out her entire mouth, drinking in the taste of her innocent passion.
Celeste gasped as Draco leaned down, pressing their chests together and sliding a knee in between her legs. She tore her mouth away and pushed at Draco’s shoulders. “No.” She said urgently.
Draco raised his head, but didn’t move his body any further. “Yes.” He said firmly. “We are not having sex, Celeste, but I want to be able to touch you. Please.”
Celeste dropped her gaze. “What if you go too far, and I get too wrapped up in the moment to stop you?” She asked softly.
Draco sighed. “I won’t let that happen. You have my word.”
Celeste bit her lip. “Swear it.” She commanded in a tentative voice.
Draco grabbed his wand and said solemnly, “I swear on my magic that I will not break your hymen tonight. But anything else is fair. Do you accept?”
Celeste smiled. “I do.” She said lightly, content in the knowledge that Draco relied on his magic too much to throw it away just to have sex.
Draco smiled. “Wonderful. Now, where were we?” He murmured, leaning down and claiming her mouth again, his knee sliding up to press against her entrance.
Celeste gasped, throwing her head back. “Oh, Merlin!” She moaned at the feeling.
Draco raised his head. “Have you never touched yourself?” He asked in disbelief.
Celeste shook her head. “No!” She panted. “Not… Not there!” She had almost said ‘Not as a girl,’ but the words were, thankfully, caught before they could escape.
Draco smirked. “Oh, really?” He laid a hand on her knee, running it up to her thigh. “So, you’ve never done this?” He asked, running one finger over her outer folds.
“No.” Celeste breathed, her eyes closing.
“How about this?” He asked wickedly, parting the outer lips with his thumb and middle finger and running the tip of his index finger over her clitoris, making her cry out as her body convulsed.
“N-no!” She nearly sobbed, clutching at the pillow beneath her head.
Draco moaned at her innocently sexy reactions. “Celeste.” He whispered, watching her shivers. “May I taste you?”
Celeste froze, her wide, frightened eyes meeting Draco’s calm, questioning gaze.
Draco was waiting patiently for her response.
She bit her lip, considering. “O-okay.” She whispered, closing her eyes as her face flooded with warmth.
“Don’t be embarrassed.” Draco breathed, sliding down her trembling body. “I want this. I promise I’ll make it good for you.”
Celeste trembled, biting her lip as she felt his fingers part her nether lips. She shivered as his tongue ran over the flesh that, until now, had never been more than a hindrance.
Draco moaned softly, running his tongue over her tiny passage again, watching as it trembled with newly awakened sensations, glistening wetly. “You’re wet.” He observed, tracing a finger over the tiny hole.
Celeste cried out in shamed pleasure, covering her face with both hands. “Please, it’s too much.” She said, pushing his face away and closing her legs. “Please.” She repeated, holding his gaze despite her shame.
Draco narrowed his eyes, sitting up and giving in for the moment. “Why is it so wrong? I have feelings for you, Celeste. There’s no reason I shouldn’t want to make you feel good, to give you pleasure. You’re still virgin. I kept my vow. What did I do wrong?”
“You wouldn’t understand.” She said softly, not meeting his eyes.
“Neither would you if I refused to tell you why. How long are you going to hold me at arm’s length? Until I give up on you? That’s not going to happen.”
Celeste just sighed, looking at him with troubled, weary eyes. “Not now. Can we just go to sleep?” She asked.
Draco caved, sighing heavily. “I suppose. Sleep well, Celeste. Can I at least hold you while we sleep, or is that not allowed?” He asked sarcastically.
Celeste moved backwards, curling against his body. “I’m sorry I have so much baggage.” She whispered.
Draco wrapped his arms around her, sighing. “I don’t care about that. I just wished you’d let me bear some of the weight.” He said sadly.
*****
Draco opened his eyes, smiling as he watched Celeste sleeping. She had rolled over in her sleep, facing him instead of spooning with him now. Her lips were full and soft-looking, and Draco could now say that they were as soft as they looked.
He realized that his assumption had been right. She looked lovely by the moonlight. Her hair had a silvery sheen to it, overlaying the thick black color beautifully. Her usually golden skin had become milky by the pale light, and her eyelashes were starkly evident against her white cheeks.
Draco sighed softly, running the backs of his fingers over her cheek, marveling at the silky softness of her skin. “Sleep well, my beauty.” He whispered, smiling wistfully.
*****
Draco opened his eyes to find Celeste’s eyes open, watching him with amusement.
“Wha?” He asked, groaning as she giggled.
“You were moaning. Good dream?” She teased.
Draco smirked. “Mm, the best. Did I say anything?”
Celeste bit her lip, her smile fading a bit. “You told me not to stop.” She said quietly, raising an eyebrow at him.
Draco chuckled, blushing. “Well… It was a good dream.” He said lamely.
“I’ll bet.” Celeste replied with a smirk.
Draco sat up. “Ready for the rest of our overnight date?” He asked.
Celeste stared at him in horror. “Are you?!” She asked.
“What? Do I have something in my teeth?” He asked in confusion.
Celeste covered her smile with a hand. “Not at all. But… Your hair.”
Draco sighed heavily. “Oh. That.”
Celeste watched as he summoned his brush and smoothed his hair back down, instead of floating around his head as it had been doing.
“Sorry. It’s very fine, and unless I brush it in the morning, it tends to… Well, fly. It gathers static overnight. I’m a light sleeper, and I toss and turn a lot.” He said sheepishly.
Celeste shook her head. “Not at all. I think it was actually… Cute.” She decided.
Draco flushed, her words making him feel both offended and strangely happy.
*****
“Oh, come on! Just get out here! I promise not to stare at you.” Draco promised.
Celeste sighed and stepped out of the changing stall, her entire chest and face flushed, holding her towel in front of her body, hiding her chest while leaving her arms and legs visible.
Draco sighed. “Put the towel down and get in.”
He gasped as she shyly complied, staring raptly at the tiny bikini. “Oh, Merlin!” He groaned, sliding down in the warm water until only his head was visible. Maybe the communal baths were a bad idea after all.
Celeste slid under the water, smiling. “Is it too much? I warned Pansy. The bikini belongs to Penny.”
Draco sighed in relief. “Good.” He said happily. “If anyone else ever saw you like that, I’d have to kill them. Nice to know that showing that much skin wasn’t your idea.”
Celeste hummed and grasped his hand under the water, leaning her head back and sighing. “This is nice.” She whispered, glancing over at Draco shyly.
Draco smiled and tightened his grip on her hand. “It is.” He agreed.
No more words were needed.
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