AN: My first story. Don't be easy on me, please. I want to see if I'm a decent author.
THEODORE POV.
He's staring at me, Draco Malfoy. His molten mercury- like eyes watching my every move. His draconian scales glittering in the candle light. I would like to say that he looked even better than Adonis- in a supernatural way- but, at the moment, I hate him. To answer all- or some- of your questions, I will show you this flashback.
*FLASHBACK*
"Mmm… Fletchey, your mouth is so wonderful!" I moaned , out of delight. I was in an abandoned classroom with Justin Finch Fletchey, snogging. Justin's so-called 'wonderful' mouth was on my neck nipping and leaving love bites. I was clutching onto his scalp, trying to bring his lips back to mine. Suddenly, I heard a growl. My eyes widening, alerting Justin, "Umm… J-Justin, I think I heard something…" I whispered, my voice breaking in fear. Justin lifted his head from my neck, replying in a husky voice, "You must be hearing things, babe". Justin then smashed his lips to mine. I would like to say that I didn't hear the noises again after that, but, by the time Fletchey was pre-paring me, I heard another growl, but this time, it was louder, closer.
And then, I saw a flash of white-blond hair. "Justin…" I whimpered, clinging to his robes. "Come on, babe, I bet you it was nothing. Just forget about it." He said turning me around and positioning himself at my entrance. Justin was about to push the tip of his cock into me. But then, I felt him leave my side. "Justin?" I yelped. "Hello, babe."