Turning off the tap, he left the room. He rubbed his eye trying to regain some moisture in the dry orbs. Draco had yet to sleep; he could feel that his body would soon give up and collapse into a deep slumber. Blaise still had not returned to the dorm from whatever he was doing, usually Draco would be curious as to the where abouts of his best friend, but his brain was far too exhausted to think of such things .He flopped onto his bed still in his uniform, and instantly his eyelids started to droop. His body couldn't fight the urge to get some rest anymore, and finally gave in.
Draco found himself in one of the Hogwart's hallways. An unknown female figure stood in front of him. She raised her hand and brushed her fingers through his hair. Smirking Draco automatically wrapped his arm around the silhouetted body's waist and pulled the girl closer. Who was he to say no to a willing girl? He pushed her back with a force making sure she was pressed up against the wall. When the girl was sandwiched between the stone wall and himself he vigorously pressed his lips upon hers. The girl did not reject the kiss. The kiss was broken when Draco heard a whimper that was all too familiar to his ears. The girl's identity was suddenly revealed, her features faded into view. It was Zara. Draco had got déjà vu remembering the incident several days before, where they were in the exact same position. He looked straight into her eyes not saying anything.
A look of confusion appeared on her face.
"Why did you stop?"
Draco kept silent. He was still in shock as to what he had done to the girl in front of him. What he had done to a blood traitor.
Zara showed to have grown tired of the silence between the two of them and simply started to kiss him again. Her arms snaked around his neck. Draco found himself responding positively to the kiss, deepening it. In his mind, he was screaming at how wrong it was, but his hormones overpowered his morals. His own hands reached to her thighs, hiking them up to his hips. His arousal was rubbing against her groin; she let out a moan-
BANG.
Draco's whole body jerked from the rude awakening. His head whipped around to the door, and saw Blaise walking towards his own bed.
"Woah, didn't mean to close the door that loudly. Sorry if I woke you up."
Draco rubbed his eyes. He couldn't of been any more happy that Blaise had woke him up at that moment. But he still found himself frustrated. Why could he not stop having the same dream about the girl? He was disgusted in himself. Never would he even consider showing affection of any kind to her. The thought made him shudder. She was a blood traitor, on the same level as mudbloods. He let out a frustrated groan.
"You need to stop getting so worked up about those dreams Draco. They're not even bad! You're just shagging a girl."
Draco sighed.
"I'm shagging a blood traitor, a Dunglicker, a fucking muggle lover Blaise. Don't you get how disgusting that is? I hate the girl."
Blaise sniggered. "Well you know what they say Draco, dreams show your inner most desires. Are you sure you're not mistaking your feelings of hate for feelings of fucking the brains out of her."
Sitting up Draco's grey eyes glowered at Blaise.
"I'm sure Blaise."
"Good. If you actually wanted to shag a blood traitor, curse some sense into you." He laughed
"Oh really Zambini, because I could of sworn today in potions you were getting a bit friendly with one."
Blaise was caught off guard, a tint of pink shone through his dark skin.
"…fuck off Malfoy, it was just general conversation. "
"About my personal shit." Draco seethed.
"You came up once Draco, and you really think I was going to tell her about what you actually dream about. I just wanted to know what kind of dreams she was having; maybe she was having dreams of fucking you too."
"Oh, and you think she would have really said to you of all people: 'I have crazy dreams of fucking your best mate!'"
"It was worth a shot."
"Whatever, I'm going back to sleep. You better not be becoming spineless Blaise."
Zara walked with a bounce in her step towards the great hall. A smile was plastered on her face that refused to disappear. Once she had finally reached the hall, her eyes instantly went to the Slytherin table and she was happy to see Blaise sat at the table, waiting for her. The butterflies danced in her stomach. When Blaise had noticed her presences he turned to her, waved hello, and gestured her to go over. Almost skipping, she went to the Slytherin table and sat beside the handsome Italian.
After last night, she could certainly say she had fallen for Blaise's charms. After potions, she had gone to the common room to do her essay, soon after; Blaise had randomly sat next to her and asked if they could work on the essay with each other. Once they were done, Blaise invited her to hang out in the astronomy tower. Hesitantly Zara accepted the invite and after the night was so happy she did. Nothing major happened, but he flirted with her constantly and was just so, polite and fun to be with. She defiantly judged him wrong.
When Draco had woken up, Blaise had already gone. Finally, he didn't have the dream again. He woke up feeling refreshed and content. Draco went down to the great hall for breakfast, as he went towards his house's table what he saw baffled him. Blaise was sitting with Zara, their shoulders pressed against each other. Zara let out a laugh because of something Blaise had said to her. He couldn't stop staring at the two of them. What was Blaise doing? Blaise hated blood traitors.
"'General conversation' my arse." He muttered to himself.
Blaise was becoming weak. This was not the Blaise that Malfoy was friends with. There was a pang in his stomach when Blaise put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into him. This was definitely not the Blaise he knew.
Blaise was certainly up to something, he didn't know quite what. But, Blaise was up to something.
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