Chpt 10

I woke up slowly and shot up, not recognizing my surroundings and then it came to me, I was in Draco's room. "Morning Lillian." He said walking into his room.

"Hey." I responded and I was actually happy.

"So I paid 350,000 to have you sleep in my bed?" He asked.

"Look I'm really sorry about that." I quickly defended.

"Just make it up." He said sitting on the edge of his bed.

"And how ever will I do that Draco?" I asked breathless.

"Well, I was thinking you could just tell me that little secret of yours." He offered.

"No Draco." I sighed exasperated.

"Look Lillian I know you dance. And not properly"

"What?" I asked shocked.

"I know you dance."

"How?" I finally asked.

"Just the way you moved last night."

"You figured out I was a dancer from that little bit last night?" I asked.

"Absolutely."

"Wow, Draco Malfoy I must say I am impressed." He smirked and laid his body next to mine.

"I'd like to think I'm an impressive person." I giggled and sighed, this was actually nice. "So what happened last night?"

"I was just really really tired and this was so comfortable."

"Not that, the kiss before."

"Oh." I said blushing furiously.

"I mean maybe it's just me, but I think you were actually enjoying yourself Lillian." He mocked.

"Well I am a rather good actress." I said smirking.

"So, if I kissed you again, you wouldn't enjoy it at all?" I asked.

"Are you suggesting something Malfoy?"

"Maybe I am." I smirked and he leaned in and kissed my lips lightly. I was no actress, this kiss felt amazing. I decided to go for it. I moved and straddled him deepening the kiss. We finally broke apart and he was smirking.

"You are some actress." He whispered mockingly.

"That I am." I said smirking. Just then I heard the door creak open and I immediately lunged to the side of the bed and stood up.

"Still hear Leila, man must've been some night eh Draco?" Blaise walked in an all knowing smile on his face.

"Oh yeah I drove her wild all night." Draco sneered.

"You wish Draco." I snapped back.

"Oh Lillian you were screaming far too loudly to deny it." I was shocked, what a jerk.

"Forget you Draco." I said grabbing my shoes and leaving.

"Too much pride." I heard Blaise say as I slammed the door.

After a shower and returning to my normal skinny jeans and tee shirt I left to peruse around the castle. I found myself near the green houses in the surrounding gardens. "Ah my little bambina among the flowers that couldn't possibly compare to her beauty."

"That's quite the line." I said looking up to see the auctioneer from the previous night.

"But you're the first one I've used it on."

"Well I feel honored….." And I realized I didn't know his name.

"Bryton."

"Bryton." I repeated, it was beautiful.

"And what my little bambina brings you out here?"

"Stupid boys." I sneered.

"I see Draco has made quite the impression on you."

"If you mean and him proving he was an egotistical jerk, then yes his impression was quite…prominent." I finished oddly.

"Yes, that's an impression he has with most girls who have the misfortune of spending the night with him." I laughed and walked towards an old wooden bench that was nestled in the flowers. Bryton followed me and made himself right at home beside me.

"Do you mind if I touch your hand?" He asked. I looked up at Bryton's pale, skin dark hair, and luscious lips. The sunlight suited him wonderfully.

"I don't" I responded. He smiled and lifted my hands to his lips and settled it back down just tracing random shapes on top of it and occasionally lacing his fingers through my own. After a minute or two of us just sitting in contentment, "So tell me Leila, do you have someone back where you're from?"

"My mother, father, and brother."

"So no boyfriend in the picture?"

"The only guys I talk to are those I dance with." I immediately covered my mouth in shock. Spilling was just so easy with Bryton; I wanted to tell him everything.

"A dancer, that explains your classic figure."

"Classic?" I asked.

"As in the Greeks and Romans, your body is shaped like their gods." I blushed; Bryton was beautiful, courteous, and unique. If a touch heavy handed. He looked at his watch and then back at me.

"We're missing dinner." He simply said.

"Then we should go." I simply suggested.

"Couldn't have thought of a better idea myself." He said smiling. "But before we leave I must ask may I kiss you, my little bambina?" I blushed and looked at the ground. He simply placed two fingers beneath my chin and forced my face upward gently. I smiled and he leaned in, and kissed my cheek lightly. "I must save those beautiful lips for the most becoming time." He whispered. "But for now, may I escort you inside?"

"Yes, you may."