Mud In a Clear Pool

. Kyrie looked at Ron. “Are you coming with us or do you want to stay here?” Kyrie stared unwavering at the Gryffindor as he coldly stared back. “Not going?”

“I’ll go.” Kyrie smirked at Ron. “As long as you two don’t speak to me.”

“Come on, Weasley. I have to speak to you. It’s only natural that friends speak to each other.”

“We’re not friends and we never will be.”

Kyrie started to tear up. “Did I offend you? I’m sorry if I did.” She lifted a hand to wipe the tear away. “I thought that Gryffindors and Slytherins could be friends. That why I requested you to accompany me.”

Draco threw comforting arms around Kyrie, hoping it would calm her down. However Draco soon noticed she was using a small aguamenti spell on her eyes. That cunning bitch. Definitely Snape’s kid. Draco forced a smirk back.

“No..No, you didn’t offend me. Umm...please don’t cry.” Ron confusedly looked at the Slytherin couple.

“Then why wouldn’t you want to be my friend?” Kyrie sniffled. “I thought that you would be more accepting of our house.”

“I’m sorry. We can be friends.” Ron stuck out his hand in a non threateningly fashion.

Kyrie smiled and took Ron’s hand. “You won’t regret it, Ron.”

“He’s Ron now?”

“Weren’t the one the said that friends shouldn’t call each other by their last names?”

Draco felt embarrassed that she had turned his words against him. Draco begrudgingly stuck out his hand to Ron.

Ron looked at Draco with fire in his eyes that could easily surpass Kyrie’s. “Mal...Draco, if you say one word about my family, I will knock you out.” Ron took Draco’s hand and shook it with ferocity.

“Same, Wea… Ronald.”

“Change into some muggle clothes, Ron. We’ll head to the apartment in two hours.” Kyrie smiled at the two boys. “Draco, you’ll just wear your uniform out shopping. It looks muggle enough to pass.”

As Ron trotted toward the Gryffindor common room, Kyrie turned to Draco. “I swear I will kill you if you harm me or expose magic to muggles.” Kyrie’s voice was tense and pushed through gritted teeth. Her hand was now nestled into Draco’s collar as she pulled him towards her. “Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

Kyrie kept Draco held there, and Draco could see her jaw twitch by how tight she had her teeth clenched. “Do you want to try this dating thing over?”

Draco looked a little shocked. “Are you sure?” It felt like a weight in Draco’s throat. It was obvious he was nervous.

“Yeah, if you promise you won’t hurt me.” Kyrie hugged Draco around his waist and planted a kiss on his cheek, causing Draco to blush.

“So where is this apartment?”

“Muggle London. I have a roommate looking after the place.”

“Female?” Draco didn’t know why he asked such an irrelevant question. Did it matter if her roommate was a male?

“Yeah. She’s female.”

“How old?”

“Sixteen, but we both have fake IDs that say we’re eighteen.”

“Why?”

“It’s easier to work when you’re eighteen instead of fourteen or sixteen.”

Draco nodded his head in understanding. “What do you do for work?”

“I’m a musician. I play trumpet in a jazz bar.”

“I thought you played cello.”

“I do. I can’t play multiple instruments?”

“I guess you’re right. I might have to hear you play.”

“Well, I play Monday through Saturday.”

Draco felt compelled to kiss Kyrie. Should he? She is his girlfriend, right?

Kyrie beat him to the decision by wrapping her arms around his neck. Carefully, she trailed kisses along his jawline, which Draco equated to feeling like feathers brushing against his skin. “We’ll have to get you proper attire for the bar.” Kyrie’s mouth trailed lower to his Adam’s apple and around his neck. “Do you want to head back to the common room?”

“I don’t know. The thought of being caught in a heavy snogging session is quite fun.”

Kyrie smirked. “I have a better idea.” Draco was pulled into the Room of Requirement, and Kyrie was leading him to a couch in the center of the room. Once Draco was sitting, he was surprised that Kyrie was in between his legs, and she was starting to unbutton his shirt. Kyrie’s mouth teased Draco’s collarbone with her tongue. A moan came from Draco as Kyrie teeth carefully scraped against his skin. Slowly Kyrie trailed kisses down his chest to his stomach.

“Wait. I have to tell you something.” Draco interrupted. “I’m...I’m a virgin.” Draco was embarrassed to admit that, and he was unsure of why that should have mattered.

“Are you nervous?”

Draco’s cheeks were tinged with a bit of pink. “What if I can’t reciprocate?”

Kyrie smiled at Draco. “Today then will be about your pleasure. Therefore, you don’t have to reciprocate.”

Draco nodded his head and sat back. Suddenly he felt his shirt being forced off. “Draco, I’ll only go as far as you let me, and tell if something doesn’t feel good.” Kyrie lapped her tongue across each nipple, causing Draco to hiss in pleasure. Then she started to fumble with Draco’s trousers, carefully removing them of his legs. Then Kyrie removed her top and bra, revealing pretty shapely breast. they were lighter that the rest of her skin. Her nipples were dark peaks, and Draco ran a thumb around, causing Kyrie to stifle a moan. Kyrie brought herself to her knees in front of Draco. Carefully, she pulled his boxers, freeing Draco’s erection. Draco guessed his erection near seven inches, and Kyrie appeared to be slightly impressed by the small smile that graced her face. Kyrie pulled the foreskin back to reveal the head. She kissed the head of his penis and used the slightest bit of tongue to lick the bead of precum off. Kyrie began to lap her tongue across Draco’s head, paying particular to the slit.

" How do you know how to do that?" Draco’s head slammed back on the couch cushions. His breath was shallow as sweat pricked his skin. Kyrie engulfed Draco’s glands, causing a guttural moan to escape from his lips. Kyrie sunk lower on Draco’s shaft. Draco rested his hand a top Kyrie’s head. Slowly Kyrie began to bob her head up and down. Draco’s eyes were glazed over with lust as Kyrie sped up. “Damn it." Kyrie disengaged from Draco’s prick, fisting it afterwards.  Draco’s orgasm took over soon, leaving a white mess across Kyrie’s breasts.

“ Scourgify." Draco felt the couch transform into a bed. Kyrie laid next to him, laying her head on his shoulder. "Did you enjoy yourself?"

Draco pulled Kyrie up into a searing kiss. Their tongues wrestled until both Kyrie and Draco were overcome by sleep