Don't you just hate it when you can not for the life of you get a story out of your head? So here's some Dramione. - Zalfoy xo
P.S rated M for bad language and of course, sex.
P.P.S I seem to always put a disclaimer on my stories so disclaimer; ALL canon objects spells characters places and storylines belong to JK. Anything that you don't recognise well that's mine ©
P.P.P.S this was supposed to be a one shot but I think its had to become a two shot. Next chapter up some time this week..
I stand for you.
"I should hate you. You stand for everything I was raised to hate. I should avoid you like the plague and yet..."
" and yet her you are" she finished for him as she stood inside the doorframe of her flats front door wearing nothing but a khaki shirt and knee high black socks. It had been raining. His platinum blonde hair stuck to his forehead as tiny droplets slid down his cheeks and onto the crisp white collar of his shirt.
"and yet I'm fucking obsessed with you" he hissed through clenched teeth as he reached out a hand to pull at a loose curl that fell down lazily on her left shoulder.
He couldn't quite believe that she had the audacity to blush at that. To blush as if he hadn't fucked her in every position imaginable over these last few months. To blush as if he hadn't had her bent over his desk just this morning pulling her hair so hard her face was directed at the ceiling whilst he buried himself hilt deep in her over and over again. As if she hadn't screamed and begged him for more when she came all over his cock after he'd called her a filthy little mudblood whore.
She sighed as she stepped back and held her hand out towards the inside of her flat. "are you coming in or are you just going to stand there and drip all over my welcome mat?"
He contemplated for a moment. He contemplated telling her that she shouldn't complain about what he was currently dripping on her carpet in comparison to what he left dripping on her chin this morning. He cringed and smirked ar the thought as she cocked an eye brow at him.
He followed her hand and let his gaze wonder over what he could see of her flat. A hallway with four white doors leading off it. The walls were ice blue with a wooden grey flooring and a single crystal chandelier hung in the middle of the ceiling. There was a slightly darker blue carpet that covered the length of the rest of the hallway. He stepped past her and through the door only to stop and stare questioningly as he reached the first white door.
"second door on the left" she said as she closed the front door and locked it with a flick of her wand.
He wasn't sure what he was expecting but he was pleasantly surprised. Her sitting room was decorated in ice grey,black and white with a marble coffee table in the middle of the room with two large plush grey sofas, with small white show cushions on them, facing one another.
He took a seat and she took one opposite him.
It suddenly occured to both of them this is the first time they would have a real conversation.
Six months ago
She heard a knock on her office door.
"come in" she called only to stare with wide eyes and an open mouth as Draco Malfoy stepped through into her office. Signature smirk plastered all over his face.
The first thing she notices is how he had grown into himelf. Last time she saw him at Hogwarts the angles of his face seemed some what harsh and his height made him seem gangly. But now his chiseled face was gorgeous, his muscles clearly noticeable even through his fitted grey suit and because of said muscles his height didn't seem so... Odd anymore. And those eyes. Had they always been that grey she wondered as he took a few long strides toward her desk and sat down in one of the wooden chairs that were opposite her.
"how can I help you?" She gave an audible gulp.
"the minister would like us to work together on an assignment."
"what assignment?" She wrinkled her nose.
He rolled his eyes and threw a file on her desk. He watched as she scanned the parchments and gave an approving hum or nodd here or there.
"okay." She finally said and pushed the file back towards him then turned her attention completely back to whatever it was she was going before he got here.
He raised a perfect blonde eye brow "okay?" He echoed her.
She looked up and nodded frowning Slightly as he begun to stare at her a scowl contorting his feature.
"is there something else I can help you with Malfoy" she asked as she leaned towards him across her desk.
"you know granger you've not changed much since school. You're still clearly an insufferable know it all swot that-"
Before he could finish she closed the distance between them and sucked him into a bruising kiss.
Present day
"so what can I help you with Malfoy" she asked as she accio'd two glasses to the table. "would you like a drink?"
"fire whisky" he stated as he nodded.
She frowned. God how he hated that fucking frown. He hated how much he loked it.
"isn't it abit early to start drinking?"
He glared at her before taking a sip from his glass.
Sighing she lifted her glass - filled with only water - to her own lips and took a delicate swig.
"why are you here Malfoy?"
Well that was the million fucking dollar question wasn't it. He thought to bitterly as he downed the rest of his drink.