Chapter four
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Draco stormed from the witch's room stalking almost on auto pilot to his office, the hardwood door leaving yet another ill-tempered dent in the antique hand painted wallpaper behind it. Pacing in agitation in front of the roaring hearth his palm coming to rest against the obvious evidence of his unwelcome desire. That witch! That infuriating self-righteous harpy! That..that..
"Hot piece of ass..nasty little fire cracker, eh Dray old buddy" turning to see the person responsible for encroaching on his solitude. Coming face to face with his long term brother in arms, his beta Blaise Zambini. His roguish features twisting in amusement as he sauntered into the room dropping himself in the high backed club chair he favoured catching a glimpse of Draco's hand her threw his head back chortling deeply. "God now I have seen it all, our mighty alpha hard up over the Gryffindor purity queen, my that's delicious."
"Check your tone Zambini" Draco growled in annoyance flopping into the chair opposite his friend "wretched little chit always did get under my skin, and on my last nerve even at school." Blaise snorted derisively shaking his head "Ever at school you wanted to push her against the nearest wall and silence that snotty little mouth good and proper" wiggling his eyebrows teasingly he earned another glare but not a rebuttal from his alpha.
"She has begun her phasing. Had her first potion. I had planned to..speak with her..about our way of life but she.." he paused his knuckles turning white at his grip on the arm of his chair "she had the nerve to look offended that I was there. Me! The guy that risked his hide to save her dammed life." Blaise regarded his friend he had matured in many ways since they had come to this way of life, he was strong and protective but still there was something missing, something hidden that Blaise could see time to time fleeting in those storm cloud eyes.
"Theo has pans tonight why don't you go find Tori. Relieve some of that tension ill watch over little miss prissy if you like." Normally physical relief would be the first on Draco's list when feeling so agitated but he didn't feel it right now the thought repulsed him. "Fucking tori into the mattress is not the cure to everything Blaise" Draco sighed deeply rubbing his forhead suddenly sitting up his ears straining at a new sound, footsteps? His company mirrored his movements both standing and moving to the doorway muscles twitching in readiness flinging open the door both readied themselves for battle.
Flinging open the door Draco's dominant growl was stopped in his throat by the sight of the out of breathe bane of his existence clinging to the door frame for support her whiskey orbs showing the same conviction they had in her chambers "answers Malfoy you owe me answers and I want them now" the fiery young women hissed her exhaustion weighting on her heavily. Seeing his best friend twitch glaring murderously at the young witch before him he decided to intervene.
"Looking wonderfully decadent if I may say Granger, our way of life seems to agree with you." Blaise grinned charmingly stepping confidently towards the glowering women fearlessly "I find myself quite suddenly famished..mind terribly if I have a nibble?" his husky baritone voice was soon cut off as Hermione's hand connected powerfully with his cheek "sod off Zambini you have no right to speak to me like one of your little fan club back at school" Blaise unique indigo eyes set back on hers all trace of flirtation and mirth now gone. Storming towards the weakened witch his lips jutting back over his teeth aggressively raising one powerful arm "you bitch! You nasty little bitch.. I'll show you" finding herself now backed against the wall her aggressor twitching and shaking uncontrollably with rage. Hermione's eyes widened in horror glancing around wildly for escape landing on Malfoy she felt he mouth open and a [pathetic mewling whimper escape her throat. Was she calling for his help?! No..no way not Hermione jean, suddenly remembering her impending aggressor her eyes flicked back to the huge form of the man standing before her noting the rapid heaving of his chest but not before notice the pale hand resting in restraint on the furious man's shoulder.