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Just A Kiss

All through lunch Luna could feel Draco's eyes on her. He made her nervous, she kept flushing and stammering as she tried to carry on a normal conversation with Neville as though she had not only minutes ago been thoroughly kissed by Draco Malfoy.

And what was more, if she had her way she would still be wrapped up in his arms enjoying his kisses that teased and tormented and promised much more. Things she had no business wanting from him.

"Are you alright, Luna? You seem a little distracted." Neville commented.

"What? No, I'm fine. I'm a bit tired that's all. I think I'll go back to my room after lunch."

Ginny glanced over at her, "You can't do that, we're planning remember?"

Luna shook her head, "I forgot, can't you get along without me? I need a lie down." It wasn't a total lie, she had forgotten that they were meant to be planning how to reform the DA and putting together some plans of action for when Harry returned, Ginny was positive that he would return to Hogwarts at some point. Plus she did need a lie down, she still felt weak from Draco, and she wasn't exactly with the rest of the world at the moment.

"Are you alright? You look a little flushed." Ginny examined her friend closely.

"I'll be fine, really. I just need a lie down." Luna replied rubbing at her forehead for emphasis. "Actually, I think I'll go now, I don't feel all that hungry. I can grab something at supper."

From his position at the Slytherin table Draco watched Luna rise to leave and he was determined to go with her, he wasn't going to give her the opportunity of hiding away from him. Grabbing two toasted sandwiches and wrapping them up in a green napkin with the silver snake in the corner he made his way up the aisle between the Slytherin table and the Gryffindor table towards Luna's turned back.

"Are you sure your alright? Perhaps it would be best if Neville walked back with you." Ginny suggested a slight smile on her face.

Draco glowered at that suggestion.

Luna frowned, "Why?"

Ginny shrugged, "In case you faint or something."

"I'm not going to faint." Luna replied crossly. "I'm just a bit tired that's all so I'm going for a lie down."

"Well, if your going back you can walk back with me, that way if you do faint I can drag you back to the room." Draco spoke mockingly from behind her making her jump.

There was no getting out of it, she was just going to have to go with Draco. It would look a bit odd if she wouldn't even walk back to the Head's room with him. "Fine, I'll walk back with you, might as well." She replied, "It's very sweet of you to offer, Draco." She knew that comment would annoy him, and she was quick to spot the annoyance flash in his eyes.

But he shrugged indifferently, "That's just the kind of guy I am. Now move your butt, Lovegood."

"Charming." She retorted, "See you guys later maybe."

"Alright, but if I don't see you later remember about Quidditch in the morning, Luna."

"I'll remember. See you tomorrow, Ginny. Bye, Neville." Sighing inwardly Luna followed Draco from the Great Hall falling into step beside him.

Draco glanced down at her from the corner of his eye, she was nervous being around him now he could see that for himself. Was it him she didn't trust to keep his hands to himself? Or was it her own feelings she was busy fighting? Deciding the best thing to do would be to start a conversation going that didn't include The Quibbler Draco cast about in his mind for something to say.

"Um, I didn't know you played Quidditch."

"I don't. But Ginny felt the need for a bit of relaxation this weekend so she cleared it with McGonagall that we could use the pitch for an hour or two, just some fun." Luna frowned, "The problem is that I don't have a broom, so Ginny said she would try to get someone to lend me one. People don't really tend to lend brooms though do they? They're expensive if they break."

Draco nodded and entered the common room with Luna right behind him. "Your right there, broom upkeep can cost a lot."

Sighing she crossed to the sofa and plonked herself down, "It's a pity that the school doesn't keep old ones lying around,"

Flopping down next to her, as close as he dared to go he offered, "You can borrow mine if you want to."

She looked at him in surprise, "Your broom? But it's top of the range isn't it?"

"Yeah, so?"

"I'm not that good at flying, suppose I broke it."

"It's not as if my father can't afford to buy me another one is it?" He pointed out, "If you want it, you can have it."

Her eyes widened as she stared at him, "Really? You'd really let me borrow your broom?"

Draco felt a pang of guilt at the disbelieving yet excited look she gave him. He realised that probably apart from Potter and his friends people didn't do nice things for Luna very often, and she was viewing his offer as one of the nicer things someone had done for her.

In a way he was glad, he didn't loan his broom out to anyone, he was rather obsessive and precious about his broom, and really anything else that belonged to him. But he was willing to let her use it, hopefully it might make her relax around him some more if he was nice to her.

"Yes I would. I don't loan my broom out, but I figure you would look after it. So, you can take it." He flashed her one of his very rare but winning smiles.

Luna's face lit up, "Thank you, Draco. I really appreciate it." She frowned again, "But what if I fall off? Or crash it or something? I'm going to be very high up and I'm going to have to control the thing. I'm not very good."

Lazily Draco raised his wand, "Accio firebolt." He waited until the broom was hovering next to his shoulder before rising from the sofa. "Come on."

"Come on where?" She looked up at him with confusion.

"Flying lesson. Come on, move."

Luna followed him out of the castle and trudged behind him to the Quidditch pitch complaining the entire way that she didn't think this was the best of ideas. Draco let her dawdle behind him and didn't respond to her worries, he knew most of the complaints were due to her being alone with him.

"Here," He handed her the broom, "Show me what you know and we'll go from there."

Nervously she took the broom from him and tilting her head back she looked up at the sky. "I haven't ridden a broom since first year. I think I've forgotten most of it."

Draco considered for a few minutes. "Alright, first you'll have to get used to the feeling of being up in the air again." He took the broom from her mounting it with ease. "Get on, and don't argue." He added frowning at her.

In the back of her mind Luna knew this was a very bad idea. She wasn't sure how she would handle being that close to Draco, having her arms wrapped around him for the second time that day. But, there was no turning back, she couldn't argue with him or he would want to know why and she would rather die than admit she was afraid to be so close to him because she didn't trust herself.

Sliding on to the broom behind him she settled herself comfortably not having the slightest idea what her wiggling was doing to him.

"Ready?" He asked stiffly, his hands gripping so tightly to the broom handle that his fingers were aching.

"Yes, alright." Her fingers automatically dug deeper into his side as he kicked off from the ground and she instinctively pressed herself closer to him where she felt safer.

Draco wasn't sure if he was in hell or not. It was like a form of torture having Luna pressed up against him and being unable to touch her. But on the other hand he liked the feeling of having her body next to his in any capacity at the moment.

Her grip he noticed did relax after a while, and the tension left her body as well. She still held on tightly to him, her cheek resting on his shoulder as she enjoyed the flight and Draco felt her body begin to lean into the twists and turns with him. It was when he found himself wondering if she would move in synch with him if she was lying beneath him that he decided it was time to return to the ground.

For the rest of the evening Draco spent his time standing on the grass with his hands on his hips doing what he did best. Giving orders. He yelled out his instructions to Luna and actually felt a surge of satisfaction when she carried them out and her confidence grew in her own ability to fly and manage a broom.

But mostly Draco liked watching her, the way the rush of air tossed her hair back behind her into the wind and the long strands danced and played through the air. When the light faded with the sunset it picked out golden highlights in her hair that weren't usually visible and the creamy skin of her face was tinged pink with all her flying.

"Enough now, come on down, Luna." Absently he rubbed at the back of his neck, it was a lot harder to direct someone from the ground and his neck was sore from all the stretching.

Luna landed near him her eyes dancing with excitement, "I'd forgotten what it felt like, to just fly." She hugged his broom to her chest. "Thank you, Draco."

"Well, you owe me, Lovegood. We missed supper, it's nearly after curfew now." He told her consulting his watch.

She hopped on the spot, "We'd better get back then. I'm sorry I made you miss supper, are you hungry?"

"No, I'm alright." He fell into step beside her, changing his long strides to match her shorter meandering steps. He said nothing on the way back to the school building, he just allowed her to chatter aimlessly at him the entire way and strangely enough he enjoyed her excitement at rediscovering the joy of flying.

Once back in their common room Luna announced she was going to have a quick shower and reminded him that he still had the toasted sandwiches he had brought from lunch. Draco nodded and grimaced at the idea of eating them, he was sure they were all cold and greasy by now. Instead he sank back into the sofa and allowed his mind to wander to Luna in the shower.

Draco didn't realise he had been dozing until Luna reappeared and picked up her inane chattering again as she curled up on the sofa next to him. He studied her through half closed eyes. She was wearing that tiny blue thing that passed as a nightdress again with a robe thrown casually over it. "Do you ever shut up?" He wondered.

Luna laughed, "I can do if you want me to." There was no hint of malice behind his words and she felt much more comfortable in his presence now. "Are you tired, Draco?"

"Not really," He wiggled into a sitting position and rubbed at his neck again.

"What's the matter with your neck?"

"Just a crick from looking up all night."

"Oh," She bit her lip feeling a little guilty. "Here, let me help."

Before he had a chance to protest Luna had batted his hand away and her own warm, small hands were gently kneading the knotted muscles in his neck and back. "I'm sorry, it's my fault your neck hurts."

"It's fine." He managed to forced the words through his tight throat. He couldn't talk to her now, not when his skin was beginning to burn beneath her touch this way, not when those familiar sparks were shooting into his blood again.

Draco felt her hand tremble against his neck and he knew she was feeling the same things, she had forgotten what happened when they touched each other. Or had she? Twisting slightly to look at her, Draco came to the conclusion that her offer to rub his neck had been innocently given and she hadn't thought about this, hadn't factored into her plan that both of them would begin to feel things again.

Twisting further around Draco leant closer to her. Luna's eyes widened slightly and she held her breath as his lips came nearer to hers. His lips brushed over hers lightly, his tongue running across her lower lip, almost begging for entrance. How could she deny him when he made her feel this way?

Her lips parted eagerly beneath his, she was desperate to kiss him again, to know if she had really felt those spine tingling sensations from their other kiss or whether she had blown the whole thing out of reality.

As this tongue dipped into her mouth in a soft, gentle kiss Luna knew that she hadn't imagined all those feelings from before. All the heat, all the desire was still there.

She felt his warm hand run up her arm and brush her breast and she shivered. Her hand cupped his cheek as she kissed him back, her other curled around his neck pulling him towards her, wanting only to feel his arms around her again as his mouth sent her dizzy.

Luna sighed softly, she was falling, and Draco was holding her close to him as the sofa somehow rose up to meet her back. Her head was spinning, desire was flooding her veins and the exotic taste that was Draco Malfoy was sweeping her mouth.

Only when Draco broke the kiss to allow her to breathe did Luna register that she was lying back on the sofa with Draco leaning over her. She swallowed, "Draco…"

"Shh," He whispered against her mouth, "It's just a kiss."

Just as kiss? Was he insane? This was so much more. This was about every feeling she had ever had becoming magnified. Every deep, dark thought came rushing to the forefront of her mind and she ached inside, wanting him so badly.

He kissed her again, deep and soft and Luna moaned quietly, raking her fingers through his silky hair pressing his mouth harder to hers. Needing more of him, all of him.

Draco moved his one hand from her face, where his thumb had been rubbing her jaw and dropped it silkily to her breast resenting the tiny blue thing that separated it from his touch. Breaking away from her and flicking her robe out of the way, he lowered his head to her chest, his mouth, hot and hungry took possession of her breast through the thin satin of her nightdress before Luna realised what he had done.

She moaned with delight, the satin sticking to her skin from his mouth and her nipples both reacting immediately, straining against the thin material, aching for his touch, for his mouth.

The way she arched her back from the sofa, pushing herself closer to his mouth almost had Draco losing control completely as he devoured her breast, sucking her nipple, grazing his teeth over the sensitive flesh his erection struggling in the confides of his trousers.

Curling her fingers through his hair Luna moaned again revelling in the sudden fierceness of his mouth as she held him to her breast enjoying the way he touched her and the tingling sensations his tongue gave her. It was when his erection pressed into her leg that reality seemed to hit her and she came to her senses.

"Draco… " She gasped in surprise, totally shocked at herself that she had allowed this to go on, and most of all that she didn't really want him to stop.

"Hum?" Draco groaned inwardly, he could sense the change in her, her hands weren't pulling him to her anymore but pushing him away.

"We can't…." She stammered uncertainly.

Raising his head he examined her flushed face for a few seconds. "Yes we can. And you want to."

Luna shook her head trying to clear it, "I can't, it's not possible."

He frowned, "But you want me. And don't even try to tell me that you don't." He warned his eyes narrowing.

Her hand touched his cheek gently and Draco had to restrain himself from leaning into her palm. She bit her lip as she looked at him, all wide eyes and soft innocence. "It's too much, Draco."

"Too soon." He replied quietly. "Alright, if you say so." He sat back to allow her to get up, "But this isn't over, Luna and you know it."

She looked slightly frightened at his statement but excitement leaped in the pit of her stomach. "Good night, Draco." She decided not to try to answer him or argue with him. She would be safer if she just got away from him.

Draco smirked, his eyes resting on the wet patch of satin over her breast where her nipple was still hardened from his touch. "Pleasant dreams, Luna." He couldn't help but snigger to himself as her face reddened at his words and she left the room quickly.

All these feelings were new to him, and tonight had just proven that neither him nor Luna could ignore them or fight against them. He was going to have her at some point, he was willing to wait. She would give in to him soon, he knew she would. Luna wanted him as much as he wanted her and they both knew it.