"I'm BORED!" I shouted, looking around my room. I had been stuck in my bed since Voldermort brought me home, which was about three days ago. Pansy had come and seen me, having to leave because she had a date with Blaise, who had also visited the day after. They were going strong and Blaise had gone and brought the ring, and was trying to find the right time to purpose. Lukas had been home most the time, annoying me so much that I kicked him out. Draco hadn't visited me yet.
"Missus." Mrs. T said, announcing her arrival as she walked in, carrying a silver tray with a letter on it "A letter arrived for you missus." She said, walking closure and holding the tray out for me to take the letter. I took it from her, thanking her before opening it, my hand resting on Hissy's head as I read it, stroking her lightly.
Mia,
How are you? I heard that you weren't well, what's the matter? Sirius is worried about you, as am I. Although, he is about ready to come and drag you home. Everyone is tense here, waiting for something to happen.
I can't wait for this to be over, yet again. I'm sorry that I have not written in a while, things have been busy. Training is hard and McGonagall is making me read the whole library, something I am sure you would love to help me do.
Ron's fine, getting more annoying by the day but Mrs. Weasley is keeping him in his place. Ginny is always around, she and I have become good friends.
Anyway, I'm sorry that this is such a short letter, and I promise to write more, even if you do not write to me.
Yours,
Harry.
I smiled, setting the letter down on my lap, looking at the snake lying next to me "Seems that Potter is still hanging onto our friendship." I laughed, wishing that I had someone I could talk to about my true feelings, and not have to lie to everyone. Even my own pet. "I suppose I should reply." I sighed, reaching under my pillow to pick up my wand, with a wave I got my writing desk and some parchment and a quill, settling down to write my reply.
Hey Harry,
I'm fine, apart from this stupid illness. I drunk something funny at my birthday ball and it has had the same effect as poison.
I wrote, hoping he would be bright enough to get my message.
So, I am stuck on bed rest until my stupid healer can get the potion that will get me better. It is incredibly boring. I have had to kick my brother out, having had had enough of him and his love sick babble.
Anyway, how are you? And the rest of them? Tell Sirius that I am fine and there is no need to come and get me. Tell him to remember my promise.
You realize what Ginny is doing right? It feels like a different time when I told you of her desires with you, like I was a different person. I only say this as your friend. Give Ron a smack from me.
Mia.
"Mrs. T!" I shouted, sealing the letter in its envelope "Can you get an owl to send this to Harry Potter?"
"Yes Missus." She said, with a glare at Hissy, and the usual noise of her disappearance.
"That should keep him off my back for a while." I told her, stroking her head and snuggling down into my bed, letting sleep over take me. "Night Hissy." She flicked her tongue out on my cheek as I feel asleep.
"She is asleep." A harsh voice hissed from somewhere above me.
"I will wait for her to wake up."
"You will do no such thing. You will get out of my house, before she wakes up."
"I want to see her."
"My sister is ill, and you will only make it that much worse."
"You can't stop me from seeing her."
"I can and I will. This is my house, and I won't you out of it." I rolled over, opening my eyes to see who was arguing with my brother.
"Draco?" I asked, rubbing my eyes and sitting up.
"Mia." He sighed, walking closer to me.
"Not another step." Lukas hissed, stopping Draco with an arm. "Do you won't him here?" He asked, looking over his shoulder at me.
"Mia, I need to talk to you." Draco begged, as my silence stretched on.
"I will see you in the living room." I agreed with a sigh.
"Mia-"
"Lukas, can you help me? Draco, go down to the living room please." Draco nodded, leaving me and my brother alone.
"What are you doing?" He asked, watching as I rolled down my covers and through my legs out of the bed.
"Getting out of bed."
"You know what I mean."
"I have to talk to him." I said, as Lukas helped me stand up
"Mia, not only are you ill, he has caused you so much pain!"
"I know!" I hissed, walking into the bathroom and getting Lukas to start the shower "But I love him." I told him as he left.
After a quick shower, I got dressed and let Lukas take me down to where Draco was waiting for me. He was sitting on the sofa, starring at the door as we entered. As soon as he saw us he rose to his feet, coming to take me from Lukas and deposit me in the seat nearest the fire. "I will call you when I am done Lukas." I told him, allowing no room for arguments.
"Where have you been?" I questioned, staring up at him as he took the seat opposite me
"I…business." He sighed. I swore that he was about to say something else then, the truth, but another lie was spilled from his mouth.
"Of course." I laughed, rolling my eyes.
"How have you been?"
"I was poisoned." I told him, looking up to his face.
"Poisoned?"
"At the ball."
"Do you know who by?"
"No, not yet."
"I will get someone onto it."
"Why are you here Draco?" I asked, after a minute or two silence.
"To see you." He replied, as if it was obvious "I don't want things to get like they did before."
"They got like that because of you."
"Mia, please."
"No, Draco. I don't want things to go like that either, but you are the one who needs to make sure that it does not."
"I swear, it will not. As soon as you are better, I am taking you out. For the whole day, just you and me doing whatever you want to do."
"Promise?"
"Promise." I smiled at him, pulling myself out the chair and moving to him, climbing onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me to him.
"I've missed you." I told him before we fell into easy conversation.
"Do you think you could stay the night?" I asked Draco as he helped me up to my room.
"You really feeling up to that?"
"Not for that you dipshit." I laughed, swatting his arm lightly "Just to be together?"
"I don't think your brother would like that."
"I don't care what my brother would or would not like. Please?"
"OK." Draco said, with a smile and a kiss to the cheek. We got changed for bed me into some normal sleepwear and Draco slipping down to just his boxers, I sat on the bed, staring at him as he pulled his top of, his muscles flexing as he moved, drool coming out my mouth as I looked at his pale body. "See something you like?" He asked, I just looked up at him, a pout on my lips. He kissed it away, his hands tangling in my hair as he moved to kneel on the bed in front of me.
I groaned into his mouth, my face tilting up to get a better angle, his hands holding my head to him. My hands went to his stomach, my nails running up and down his stomach, flicking over his nipples and causing him to hiss into my mouth. One of his hands moved to my neck, the kissing getting desperate as I feel backwards, landing on my back with him on top of me. I ran my hands down his back, coming to the top of his boxers and fingering the material.
"Mia." He sighed "I've missed you so much." He told me, moving down to my neck. He pressed his groin into mine, biting onto my neck lightly making me groan and arch into him.
"Draco." I cried, pushing on his shoulder to flip him onto his back.
"This is new." He commented, running his hands up and down my thighs.
"We can't." I told him, looking down on him.
"And why not?" he asked with a pout and a thrust. I bite my lip, trying to ignore the shot of pleasure that ran through me at his movements.
"I'm ill. You might catch it." I told him, leaning down to give him a kiss on the lips.
"You can't leave me like this." He told me with another thrust. I looked at him.
"I'm not sucking you off." I told him with a raised eyebrow.
"Fine." He sighed, though his hands didn't move from my thighs. "How about some-" He thrust up into me again.
"Draco." I laughed.
"Please?" He begged.
"You…are…a…horny…fucker." I punctuated each word with a roll of the hips, feeling his hard length rubbing up against the perfect spot.
"And you are the perfect girlfriend." He told me, pulling me down to kiss me. I continued moving on him as our lips connected, his tongue forcing his way into my mouth. Even in this position he was still in charge, one of his hands on my hips was controlling my pace, the other slipping under my top. I moaned, arching into his hand as it came to cup my breast, pinching my nipples and rolling my breast in his palm.
"Fuck." I cried, his hand digging into my flesh as he fastened my pace "Please!" I begged, biting my lips, pushing myself to a sitting position as I continued to move on him.
"Just like that Mia." Draco said, staring up at me "Don't stop baby, fuck." He growled, as my belly tightened and my toes curled.
"DRACO!" I cried, my orgasm taking over me, they only thing keeping me moving was his hands, both now on my hips and moving me backwards and forwards on him.
"Fuck, Mia." Draco cried, his movements stopping as he came. I fell onto his chest, panting as we both came down from our high. "That was amazing." Draco said into my hair, kissing my head.
"Mhm." I replied, snuggling deeper into him "Time for sleep." I told him, as his arms wrapped around me.
"I fell like a school boy, coming in my pants after some dry humping." Draco laughed, hugging me tight, as we both feel asleep.
I woke up with Draco pressed into my back, his body molded to mine, his arm wrapped around my waist holding me to him and his other arm under my head. I smiled, moving back into him "Mourning." I jumped, not having realized that he was awake
"How long have you been awake?"
"Not long." He replied, holding me tighter.
"We should really get up." I muttered, closing my eyes again.
"I know." He replied, not moving either.
"Do you have work today?"
"Not if you don't want me to."
"What do you think?" I asked, placing my hands over his, as if holding his hand would make him stay.
"Then we can stay in bed for as long as we want."
"I think a shower is in order, though." I told him, rolling onto my back.
"Have to agree." He said, nuzzling my neck and pressing his erection into my leg.
"Alone." I laughed, pulling myself out of his hold and standing up. "I'm still ill, Draco." I reminded him, as I walked into the bathroom.
"Yeah, and I'm still horny!" He shouted after me.
"You've got a hand, have you not?" I asked with a raised eyebrow as I closed the door to the bathroom.
"What's this?" I asked, walking out the bathroom to find Draco sat in bed, trays of food surrounding him.
"The house elves say that you haven't been eating, so I asked them to make you some breakfast." I walked forward, noticing that Hissy was slithering out the door.
"Thank you." I smiled at him, sitting down and picking at some toast.
"I'm going to take a shower." He told me, leaving me to the food. Without a seconds thought I vanished some of it, knowing that I would never be able to eat as much as he wanted me to. I carried on with the toast, only eating small bites at a time.
"Draco's still here then?" Lukas asked, walking into the room and standing near the door with his arms crossed.
"He's in the shower." I replied, Lukas nodded "What's that?" I asked, looking at the small vial he held in his hand. He through it to me, and I held the clear liquid up.
"The healer came this mourning and gave us your potions."
"The same healer?" I asked, confused. I though Dad was making my potion?
"No, a new one, said that yours had told him your symptoms and he knew the potion. I checked it through, and it all checks out." I nodded slowly "You have to take one of them twice a day; the elves have the rest of your vials."
"Thanks." I smiled at him, uncorking the vial and drinking it in one, expecting a vile taste and being pleasantly surprised when I tasted strawberries "Not bad."
"Well, I'm going to visit Charis for a while. I will owl you in a couple of days."
"Lukas!" I shouted after him, but he was gone and my doorway was empty.
"No, I'm Draco." Draco said, waking out the bathroom with only a towel on.
"No, Lukas was at the door." I told him.
"Where'd he go?" he asked, not noticing my expression as he sat on the bed, digging into the food.
"To visit Charis." I informed, closing my eyes and making myself not think about how upset Lukas was with me.
"What about you?"
"I'm old enough to look after myself for a couple of days." I told him, opening my eyes.
"But your ill."
"I will be fine."
"How about you come to the manor for a few days?"
"Draco, I will be fine."
"What about if I move in with you until he comes back?"
"DRACO!" I shouted throwing my toast at his head "I will be fine."
"If you say so."
"I do, now, can you take me out?"
"No."
"DRACO!" I whined, "Please, I need to get out of this bloody house."
"There is a reason you haven't been out."
"And if you don't stop arguing with me, I will kick you out."
"Mia, I'm only looking out for you, I don't won't you to get any worse."
"And a bit of fresh air will do me good."
"How about we go and sit out in the garden?"
"How about we go to Diagon Alley?"
"How about we go to Malfoy Manor?"
"How about we go shopping?"
"You sure you can manage it?"
"I will be fine."
"As soon as you feel tired or ill, you need to tell me."
"Yes, yes." I waved him of, standing up and going over to my wardrobe, throwing on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, running a brush through my hair and putting on some make up to make sure I didn't look as bad as I felt. "You ready?" I asked once I was dressed.
"Remember, as soon as you feel ill, tell me."
"I know, I know. Now take me OUT!"
"You need a coat, or at least a robe." I walked back into my wardrobe, grabbing the robe that was hanging on the back of the door and throwing it over my shoulders.
"You're such a little kid!" Draco laughed, walking to my fire place so we could floo to Diagon Alley.
"Where to first?" Draco asked me, my arm in his.
"Can we just walk and see what takes our fancy?"
"Is your cloak done up?" Draco asked as we began to walk.
"Yes it is. I am fine." I told him, as we walked forward. Diagon Alley had defiantly picked up since my last visit even. It was buzzing with people, the shops bright and children crowding around them.
We stopped at the bookstore first, me making Draco trail behind me with an ever growing pile of books in his arms, his head disappearing by the time we got to the till. Then I let Draco drag me into the quidditch store, letting boredom overtake me as he owed and awed at the quidditch junk that surrounded us.
When I eventually got him out of there, I pulled him into the dress shop, buying another load of clothes that I probably didn't need, but would look gorgeous on me. Draco sat outside the changing room, a glass of fire whisky in his hand as he gave his opinion on each item.
"That would have been a lot better if it was underwear you were trying on." Draco told me, as we walked out the shop, Draco carrying the bags, I laughed and with a roll of the eyes I felt a yawn creep up on me.
I was having a great time, and even though I was getting a bit tired I didn't want to admit it, so I tried to hide it with a cough, covering my mouth with my hand "Shall we have some lunch?" I asked, wanting to sit down and recover a bit.
I had a feeling that Draco knew what I was doing, but went along with it, leading the way to the Three Broomsticks and seating me before ordering us some food.
"You haven't taken your cloak off, you cold?" Draco asked when he came to sit back down, eyeing the black fur that was around my shoulders.
"A bit." I admitted with a nod.
"You should have told me." Draco said, untying his own cloak from his shoulders and throwing it around mine.
"It's just a bit of cold." I laughed, though I accepted his cloak with a grateful smile, pulling both his and mine tighter.
"Mia," Draco sighed "You are ill, and we don't want you getting worse."
"Nonsense, I am fine." Draco eyed me, his tense jaw showing his anger. "Really." I took hold of his hand that was resting on the table "I am perfectly fine." I tried reassuring him, squeezing his hand. Draco didn't say anything. "So, your perfectly fine with humping me, but not with this?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Point." Draco laughed. With a roll of my eyes, I pulled my hand back, picking up the drink he had brought me and letting the warm liquid do its job as it slid down my throat.
"Well, anyway, I have had a wonderful time."
"So did I."
"You might want to tell your face that."
"What do you mean?"
"You've looked miserable all day." I informed him, taking another drink.
"I have been worried about you."
"I get that, but you are my boyfriend, and I am old enough to know what I can and can't do. So, please stop acting like my father and leave me alone!"
"Well sorry for caring about you."
"And sorry for wanting a boyfriend not a possessive jerk!" I hissed at him.
"I just won't you to get better."
"This is the fourth time that you have had a conversation with me that does not include you being drunk or walking out before I have finished since school ended! Do not try and act the perfect boyfriend now!"
"I apologized for that." Draco told me, as Tom appeared with our food. I eyed the double flobberworm burger he held in his right hand with greed, hoping that it was for me. My heart dropping when a bowl of soup was placed in front of me, accompanied by some dry bread that looked weeks past its throw out date. The burger and chips of course went to sit in front of Draco.
I sent him a nasty look, before picking up my spoon and starting to eat, trying to ignore Draco tucking into his meal. The silence around us thickened, as the meal continued the clinking of cutlery the only sound around us.
"Draco," I sighed, setting the spoon in my hardly touched bowl. He didn't stop eating, only sign that he had heard me was that he slowed down slightly. "I know you apologized, but you really hurt me and it will take longer than this for me to accept-" My talk was interrupted by a house elf appearing, handing Draco a piece of parchment before disappearing. "What is it?"
"I have to go." Draco told me, taking a final swig of his drink and standing.
"Where? Why?" I asked, standing as well.
"Business." He sighed, waving me off. "You can get home OK?" Before I could answer he had thrown some galleons on the table "I will owl you." He told me, bending over and giving me a brief kiss on the cheek and disappearing before I could say anything.
I slumped into the seat, confusion running through me. What the hell just happened? I wandered, taking a sip of my drink, and looking around at the busy pub. Tom was taking orders from the cloaked men at the bar, a couple of women sat in the corner talking, a group sat in the middle of the room laughing loudly.
"Mia?" I jumped at the voice, looking up to see who had interrupted me
"Oh, hey Blaise."
"What are you doing out alone?" He questioned, sliding into the seat Draco had left
"I was with Draco, but he had sudden business come up and I haven't finished my drink yet."
"You cold?" He asked, eyeing my two cloaks.
"A bit." I laughed "What you doing here?"
"I'm meeting mother." He told me, dryly.
"Well, that sounds like fun." I said "And I am so sorry that I can't join you." I told him, with a fake smile "How you been?"
"Not bad, Pansy has been keeping me busy."
"Have you proposed yet?"
"No, not yet, I am going to the vault to get the ring, that's why I'm meeting mother."
"So, soon?"
"Yes soon." I smiled at the look of absolute happiness that was on my cousins face "How have you been?" I shrugged, "Well, you have obviously been too busy to write." He accused.
"But I have-" I started, about to tell him of my illness, surprised that he had not heard about it like everyone else to have.
"Oh, Mia! Darling! How lovely it is to see you again! It has been an awfully long time, how have you been sweetie?"
"I have been fine, Mrs. Zabini, yourself?" I asked, kicking a sniggering Blaise under the table.
"Oh, I've been great dear, just meet a new man!" She squealed, I let my eyes wander to Blaise, just in time to see a flash of anger flick across him, before his mask fell back into place.
"Oh, how nice." I smiled. "Well, it was nice seeing you again, but I really must be going."
"Of course dear, don't leave it so long next time." She said, leaning in to give me a kiss on the cheek
"See you soon Blaise."
I left the pub, walking out into the muggle streets of London, ignoring the strange looks I was getting as I walked forward with two cloaks, fluttering around me. As I walked, I fished in my pockets for my wand, once it was found, turning to the road and holding it out.
The Knight Bus appeared almost instantly, making me scuttle back as it came to a screeching halt in front of me. "Welcome to the Knight Bus, I am your conductor Cliff Clivden." He looked up from his cards looking me up and down "And you are Mia Snape!" He gasped, practically pulling me onto the bus "OI!OI! Look! It's Mia Snape! On our bus!" He said, showing me off to the driver.
"Let the poor girl alone, man." One of the swaying heads said, "Where ya to?"
"Grimmauld Place, London." I told the head, pulling my arm out of Cliff's grip "It's urgent, I'll pay extra if you can get me their first." I whispered, eyeing the mass of passengers.
"Gotcha." The head said, turning around "Hold on tight!" Remembering Harrys story of the bus, I grabbed onto the nearest pole, nearly screaming as my body was pushed of its feet, trying to fly backwards, as my hands held onto the pole. I looked over at Cliff to see him happily sitting in a chair, his eyes looking up at me more than at the paper.
I sighed, closing my eyes and concentrating on keeping hold of the cold metal as we swerved from side to side, sending my body flying, abusing it in ways that I knew would leave a mark.
"Grimmauld Place!" The head called, the bus coming to a halt
"How much do I owe you?"
"It's on the bus!" The head laughed.
"Thanks!" I called back, maneuvering around the beds and chairs that filled the floor of the bus, eager to get off the bus as quickly as I could.
As soon as both my feet were on the curb, the bus went, leaving my cloaks flying after it.
