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The Peacemaker	By : stainedlips Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 25167 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 7: Studying the Stars

Harara sat up in the empty astronomy tower, and gazed though a telescope out the huge, glass window to study the constellations. Her large chest rose and fell as a long sigh overtook her. She just couldn't keep her mind on her astronomy homework.

Over and over again she replayed the events from the night before in her mind. Severus Snape had a brilliant mind, and was an extremely passionate lover. She couldn't help thinking about how his body felt pressing against hers, about how he had filled her so completely, and then how she had almost felt hurt when he told her that they needed to keep this quiet, and she should find someone else to "spend time with."

She knew that he was right of course. Even though a relationship between them would not necessarily be condemned, it would still cause a lot of commotind end even a bit of drama. Besides that, they weren't really even right for each other. He's a stable man, who knows exactly what he wants from life, and is content to teach at Hogwarts, whereas she has yet to finish exploring the world and discovering her desires.

No, she knew Severus was right. They both need to walk down their own paths. It's a shame though. Their bodies had responded to each other so well, and on top of that, he knew what she was, and didn't think any less of her.

With anougher deep sigh, she focused her eyes back through the lens of the telescope, trying to get back on track, but her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of someone entering into the tower. And as luck would have it, it was the person she least wanted to see. Draco Malfoy.

Ever since she had heard the word "Mudblood" come out of his mouth she wanted nothing to do with him, and it only angered her further that her body had an entirely different idea that was more along the lines of wanting to do him. Wanting to do many things to him in fact.

Trying to keep her thoughts focused on the ideas coming from her brain, Harara rolled her eyes, and turned back to the telescope pointing out the window up into the clear night sky. She heard Draco's heavy foot steps approach her, and stop as they reached the place where she sat gazing up through the telescope. She thought that perhaps if she ignored him long enough he would just go away, but, of course, fate was never that kind.

"If it isn't Gryffindor's second shooting star, the Peacemaker," the platinum blonde said, grinning mischievously.

Without looking up, Harara merely replied in a bored tone, "Is there something you want, Malfoy?"

Frowning, the Slytherin ignored her question, perched lazily on the table next to Harara's books, and asked, "What kind of a name is Harara anyways? Sounds like something I would name my cat."

At this she looked up into Draco's cool grey eyes, and gave him an aggravated look.

"If you must know, it was my grandmother's name. It means passion in Swahili."

Seeing a smirk spread across his face, Harara turned her eyes back to her telescope while saying, "Now that you've uncovered the great mystery that is my name, you won't mind leaving so I can get back to work."

Grinning wickedly, Draco let out a small chuckle.

"Actually I think I will be staying. Professor Sinistra said I could use one of the telescopes this evening," he paused briefly before continuing, "and you can imagine my surprise to find some native Mudblood lover already occupying my space."

Harara felt the blood rushing to her face, turning it a deep shade of red as her temperature rose. She had not felt this angry in a very long time, and turned her head away, closing her eyes as they clouded over to be completely black. Her chest heaved heavily as she took a few deep breaths, letting large amounts of air fill her lungs. She wasn't going to let his words bother her.

Forcing herself to be calm, her eyes drifting back to her usual green, Harara rose from her seat, and began to gather her things. She visibly jumped as Draco slammed her books back down onto the table with a loud bang, resting his hands on them to support his weight as he leaned close to her, and whispered in her ear.

"Where do you think you're going, Native?" Draco's breath ghosted seductively across her skin, and even though the words were harsh, it sent a shiver through her body, and she could feel goose-bumps rising on her skin.

Breathing deeply, Harara's eyes flashed a dark and murky pink at the snickering blonde, then she did something she had never done before in her life. She pushed Draco Malfoy to the floor with all her might.

Again, fate was not on her side. Draco must have seen it coming, because in one swift, smooth moment he grabbed her wrist, and sent her tumbling to the ground with him, causing her to land squarely on top of his hard, sturdy chest.

She just lay there stunned on top of him with a mass of her long forest green hair hanging in his face, catching the breath that had been knocked out of her. The two of them were unmoving, with the exception of their chests heaving together, rising and falling rhythmically as if they were breathing in each others breath.

Everything about their position was arousing. The way they so perfectly melted together. The way her green tresses fell down around them, protecting their faces like a flowing shield. The way it seemed as if they were breathing in each others life essence. And in a moment of weakness, the Gryffindor leaned into the Slytherin, pressing her body to his, their cheeks brushing together, their breath now caressing each others ear.

Draco wrapped his strong arms around the girl leaning into him so delightfully. Her body felt warm and firm pressed against his, and he suddenly became aware of the hard arousal trapped between them. It seemed that Harara chose that exact same moment to notice it as well, her body stiffening on top of him.

"Let go of me, Draco!" Her words were not meant to come out as a panicked, desire-filled plea. They were supposed to be strong and commanding. But we already covered the fact that Lachesis was weaving a tangled web.

Smirking, Draco reached up one hand, tangling his fingers in a mass of her silky hair, his other hand still grasping her firmly around the waist, and turned her over, so that before she knew what was happening, he had their positions reversed, and was now hovering over her, trapping her with his body.

Harara stared wide-eyed into Malfoy's piercing, granite gaze. She really did hate everything about him. Well, almost everything anyways. He was everything she was not. His father was a Death Eater, which meant the woe would most likely be one too after leaving Hogwarts. It absolutely baffled her how she could be attracted to him. Sure, he's sexy. In fact beautiful even. But she had never let someone's looks get in the way of using her better judgment when dealing with them, and so Harara wasn't just mad at Malfoy. She was mad at herself. Because in spite of all she knew of him, and in spite of the complete arrogance exuding from him, he still made her body jump, and her pulse quicken.

Her body was betraying her mind, her eyes turning a deep pink, and she could no longer control the feeling of desire as she reached up, grabbing the sides of his face, and crushed her mouth to his very surprised lips.

For all of a half a second, Draco was wide-eyed and stunned, but quickly sank into the kiss, his lips parting, tongue reaching out and forcing her lips to follow suit. For a few brief seconds their tongues intertwined, bodies molding intensely together, and then, obeying the voice screaming inside her head, Harara bit Draco's bottom lip firmly, and pushed his face off hers.

"I hate you!" Her words were only half for Draco who was staring down at her, crimson blood seeping out of his freshly wounded lip.

Draco's tongue snaked out, lapping at the copper tasting fluid, and then he laughed heartily upon hearing her words.

"Do you really?" he taunted, a challenging grin sweeping over his features.

Then not waiting for her to respond, Draco pressed his body flush to hers, and began trailing a line of wet kisses starting from her neck, traveling up to the divot behind her ear. Harara's mind screamed no, but her body and desire overcame her as she spread her legs letting him lay between them, wanting to be even closer.

Draco swirled his tongue around the soft flesh of her lobe, then sucked it into his mouth, his breath floating directly into her ear, sending electric shivers through her body. He traced the ridge of her jaw with his tongue until his lips met hers once more, colliding in a wild kiss.

In a blind panic, Harara made one last-ditch effort to push Draco off her, but being the quick learner he is, he was prepared for this, and quickly pulled his lips away before getting bit again.

Draco grabbed her wrists, extended them above her head, pinning her down with his firm body, and then looked into her dark pink eyes smiling wickedly. "Why do you keep fighting me?"

It was one of those questions that you just knew didn't really require an answer, so she just narrowed her eyes at him, trying not to look so much like a lust filled teenager who had just been thoroughly snogged. Though, by the way he was looking at her, she was sure that she wasn't doing a very good job, and she was quite sure that he knew she wanted him every bit as much as he wanted her, even though she hated him. But what really pissed her off was that he seemed to be amused by it.

Holding both her wrists with one hand, Draco quickly undid and took off his belt, then wrapped it securely around Harara's slender wrists, holding them firmly together above her head, and then tying them to one of the legs of a nearby table. His fingers moved swiftly across her, undoing buttons and removing clothing until the cool air was caressing her naked skin. Though it wasn't the cool air that caused a chill to run through her body. It was Draco's gaze sweeping over her that did it, his grey eyes roaming over her body, practically penetrating her.

His breath was caught in his throat as he looked upon the bound girl laid out before him. She was a vision of exotic deliciousness, and he was craving her. Then, with an air of confidence and arrogance that is classic to the Malfoys, Draco began removing his clothing, milky white skin being slowly revealed to Harara's eyes which were greedily taking in the sight of him.

He had a very firm and tone body. Creamy flesh stretching over the rippling muscles of his chest, which was completely hairless except for the thin trail leading from the base of his naval down to a forest of dirty-blonde hair surrounding his long, thick cock which was standing upright at attention. He didn't seem to be embarrassed or shy in the least is nis nakedness, and carried himself with all the confidence of a powerful aristocrat.

Draco knelt beside Harara's face, stroking her hair, running his fingers through the green locks. The touch was gentle and intimate, and Harara knew she had lost not only the battle for dominance with him, but also the battle within herself.

He began to caress her breasts firmly in his hands, and turned her nipples lightly between his fingers, feeling them harden. He let his fingers run across her muscular stomach down to her clit, which he began rubbing in small, teasing circles. Unable to help herself, Harara took his painfully hard cock, which was positioned directly next to her face, all the way into her mouth, swallowing until it hit the back of her throat, his balls resting at her chin.

Her mouth was hot and wet around his cock, her tongue gliding along the underside as he began thrusting slowly into her mouth while continuing the torture on her clit. Harara's full lips traveled up and down his wanting cock, sucking and milking him, the taste of his salty precum exciting her further as she bucked up against Draco's torturing fingers.

He gently fucked her mouth, a loud groan escaping his lips, his fingers applying pressure to her engorged nub. Harara moaned around Draco's member, her tongue working its natural magic licking up and down his huge cock, and then circling around its head.

Draco plunged his cock deep into her mouth feeling it go down her throat while shoving three fingers into her wet, exposed pussy. He felt like he was ready to cum as her lips milked all the way up and down his shaft, and quickly withdrew before shooting his cum into her sweet mouth. He wanted to get closer to her before exploding.

Draco stared deep into Harara's green eyes as he positioned himself over her, lying on top of her between her spread legs, supporting his weight on his forearms. Both of their gazes were penetrating, searching deep, getting lost in each other.

Without breaking eye contact, Draco very slowly, pushed into her, letting just the very head enter and withdraw a few times. When the small, gentle movement became too much for either of them to bear, Draco buried his member inside her tight pussy in one long, hard thrust.

Harara bucked up against his hard thrust with a drawn out moan, then found her lips captive to Draco's. This time instead of biting she kissed back with all the passion she had pent up inside her, snaking her tongue into his mouth, and dancing around his.

Draco pumped his massive cock in and out of her hot pussy, filling her up so completely, and then leaving her wanting more at each withdrawal. He was literally fucking her into an internal chaos as she moaned loudly, her body shaking with her desire and passion as she was engulfed by hot fire, her orgasm overtaking her, and sending her mind whirling out of control.

Draco could feel her internal walls squeezing and tensing around his cock tightly, and it became too much for him to handle as he fucked her tight pussy at a furious pace until he it felt as if every muscle in his body became tense, and he exploded inside her.

The pair laid together on the floor, Draco's softening cock still inside her. He brushed a few wild, stray hairs out of her face, and bent down to place a soft kiss on her lips. He was immensely disappointed when she turned her face away, but he didn't show it. He just smirked as he pulled out of her, and began to dress himself before untying Harara's restraints.

His eyes scanned her body before coming to rest on her face. Then smiling evilly as he stared into her eyes he asked, "Still hate me?"

Harara turned her head away while replying, "Yes," very plainly.

Draco frowned, but quickly turned his frown to a smirk as Harara looked back over at him. Then chuckling lightly he untied her.
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