Chapter 11: Slughorn's Christmas Party

"Are you done running around yet?" Tony asked in annoyance when Leli returned to his side.

She frowned at his impatient tone. Although she did have to admit he had a reason to be annoyed since Leli really had been running around distracting McLaggen from Hermione and avoiding being near Slughorn for more than a few seconds. Mostly leaving her date, Tony Valois, by himself.

"I'm sorry, "Leli told him sincerely, placing her hand on his arm and drawing his attention towards her. "I promise to make it up to you," she smiled, planning to invite the Gryffindor to Hogsmeade.

Tony smirked, a glint in his light brown eyes, "Then you're forgiven."

Leli quickly took her hand away from him and looked around nervously. Hoping for the hundredth time Assi had come to Slughorn's Christmas Party. If the glint in Tony's eyes was what she suspected it was, she could really use Assi's help.

"Take your hands off me, you filthy squib!" she heard a familiar voice shout from behind her.

She turned around to see Malfoy being dragged in by Filch.

"Professor Slughorn, sir," Filch announced to Slughorn as he kept a tight grip on Malfoy's jacket. "I just discovered this boy lurking in an upstairs corridor. He claims to have been invited to your party."

"Ok, ok! I was gate crashing." Malfoy said desperately as he tried to get out of Filch's hold.

Leli looked at him in confusion. Why on earth would anyone want to sneak into this party? Perhaps he came to see Zabini?

"I'll escort him out." Snape drawled as he swept towards Malfoy and Filch.

Malfoy finally got out of Filch's grasp and scowled at Snape in disgust. "Certainly… Professor."

Leli couldn't help but wonder what was going on as they walked away together.

"Let's go look outside," Tony suggested, bringing her back to the present. He grabbed her hand and took her towards the alcove that functioned as a balcony but had windows to keep the warmth inside.

Leli followed willingly and enjoyed the sight of the Hogwarts grounds covered in white, fresh snow. It was absolutely breathtaking and she smiled at the sight.

"Lovely," Tony whispered from behind her, placing his arms around her waist and kissing her neck.

"Tony," Leli said, knowing for certain she didn't want what was on his mind.

"Hmm…?" he asked against her neck.

She pushed back against him, trying to push him away.

Tony chuckled and pressed his hips against hers.

He actually thinks I'm into this?

she thought in disgust as Tony held her tightly.

"Let's go back to the common room," Leli breathed desperately. He wouldn't let her go and she was sure she would be able to evade him if they headed back. She liked Tony, she did. Not enough to sleep with him but enough to want to escape him instead of hexing or hitting him.

"Perfect," Tony growled against her ear before biting down hard on the side of her neck. No doubt leaving a mark.

He backed up and gripped her hand as he quickly pulled her out and away from Slughorn's party.

Leli reached for her wand with her free hand, happy that the dress she had picked out for tonight had a few hidden pockets. While she didn't want to hex him, she was prepared to.

"I can't run in high heels." Leli told him as she nearly tripped over her heels once more.

"Shall I carry you?" Tony asked with a wink, but slowed down slightly.

They turned another corner, Leli's wand still firmly in her grip and her thoughts still looking for a way out of this mess that would cause Tony the less damage.


"Who does he think he is? Telling me what to do. That prick!" Draco murmured to himself as he wandered through the school after having talked to his Godfather and being led to his dorm like a child.

He scoffed. As if he would simply stay put like a good little boy. He didn't want to be in the dungeons. He needed to walk.

"I can't wait anymore!" Draco heard someone close by say.

"But-" another voice started but ended with a muffled yelp.

Draco rose an eyebrow, having a pretty good idea what was going on. He shrugged to himself, there was nothing else he felt like doing, might as well sneak a peak at the couple.

Draco headed in the direction he could hear muffled noises coming from. He cautiously looked around the corner and froze.

Blair was pinned against a wall by a giant Gryffindor. His mouth was over hers and muffling what she was obviously trying to say. Her eyes were wide open, shining with anger and annoyance.

Blair's hands seemed to be trying to push him away while the brute had his arms wrapped around her and attempted to pull her even closer even though his body was already pressed so tightly against hers she couldn't move despite her constant attempts.

Draco clenched his jaw in anger. She clearly did not want to be in that situation but the idiot didn't seem to understand or care.

No one touches her!

he thought to himself possessively, fully intending to curse the buffoon into oblivion.

A growl rose to his throat when he saw one of the dung-for-brain's hands slide down and begin to raise the skirt of Blair's dress.

She must have noticed the same thing because she began to struggle against him more and try to use the heels of her shoes as weapons, but her legs were too firmly trapped beneath his.

Draco grabbed his wand from his pocket and cleared his throat. He couldn't hex him until he was away from Blair and for that he needed to keep his calm.

At least for the moment.

Both Blair and the brute froze. Blair's wide eyes flew towards him and he could see her pleading with him for help. Draco ground his teeth.

"Can I help you?" He heard the brute ask in annoyance, finally removing his mouth from Blair's.

"Not you. I need Blair's assistance with a Transfiguration spell," Draco replied casually, positive his knuckles had turned white from the vise grip with which he held his wand.

He saw the idiot snort, "Get lost."

Draco narrowed his eyes in anger. No one talks to me that way!

The brute turned his attention back to Blair, acting as if Draco didn't exist.

"I really should talk to him," he heard her squeak, desperation creeping into her voice.

He gave her a disgusting smile before grounding his hips against hers. "I'm all you need, baby."

Draco saw Blair's eyes narrow in anger, her panic forgotten. She opened her mouth to say something, but Draco had had enough.

"Stupefy!" He called out, making sure the spell wasn't as strong as it could be in case it also hit Blair.

Blair yelped as the brute fell and dragged her down with him due to his tight hold.

Draco hurried forward and helped her onto her feet.

"You alright?" He asked her as he looked her over for any injuries.

Blair nodded and walked a few steps to pick up her fallen wand before placing it in a hidden pocket within her dress's skirt.

"Thank you," she told him breathlessly with a grateful smile on her lips.

Draco shrugged in reply. He knew why he had done it. He wasn't happy with himself, but he knew. It had been for the same reason he had sought her out after the Slytherin vs. Gryffindor Match and made up the Hufflepuff stalker. He had thought kissing her would prove to him she was just like any other girl in the world. That she was attractive, yes, but nothing special.

Then he had kissed her and realized he was wrong. Utterly and absolutely mistaken.

He wanted her. Badly. Desperately. He knew he wouldn't be able to stop thinking about her until he had her. Just once. Then he could forget.

And there was no way anyone else would have her before he did.

I guess I am cruel after all.

He thought to himself as he stared at the lovely vision she made in her knee length light green dress. An emerald clip held half of her dark hair up, the other half having apparently come undone.

No doubt due to this oaf!

he thought as he looked at the Gryffindor laying on the floor in disgust and was tempted to curse him again.

Draco heard him groan and Blair quickly grabbed his hand.

He looked up at her in surprise.

"Let's go. Before he wakes up," she whispered urgently.

Draco nodded and began leading her towards Gryffindor Tower.

After a few turns she must have realized where they were going and stopped.

Draco looked at her questioningly.

Blair bit her lip. "Is there any place else I can go? I don't want to go to Gryffindor Tower." she told him nervously, letting go of his hand and twisting the silver ring on her middle finger.

Draco was about to ask her why when he heard heavy footsteps heading their way. Ah, the brute.

Draco grabbed her hand again and quickly led her away, mindful of her heels.

"Can you take those things off? I don't want that brute to know where we are," he asked as her heels kept clicking on the floor, giving away their location.

Blair chuckled and stopped. She grabbed the emerald clip and took it out of her hair, letting her black waves fall down her back before placing the clip into her pocket.

She then grabbed a hold of his arm and reached down to take off her strappy silver heel.

"Hold this," she told him, handing him the heel before taking off her other heel while holding his arm.

She stood up straight with a relieved sigh, "That's better."

Draco laughed at the height she had lost with her heels and shook his head. He took her other shoe and grabbed her hand again.

"Where are we going?" she finally asked him after they had walked in silence for a while.

"Someplace safe," Draco told her with a smirk.

Blair looked at him curiously, her forehead furrowed.

Draco stopped before a wall and Blair gasped when a door suddenly appeared.

Draco let go of her hand and stepped forward, opening the door for her to enter.

Blair hesitated slightly before stepping into the room.

He followed her, closing the door behind him.

He looked around the room and was pleased to see the room had transformed into a one bedroom apartment. The small open kitchen was to their right. In front of them was a sitting room with the fireplace already harboring a warming fire. To their left was a door he assumed would lead to a bedroom and a connecting washroom. The entire place seemed to be a variety of colors, from the dark green couches and dark brown carpet, to the bronze fireplace and light blue walls.

"Wow," he heard Blair breathe.

Draco smirked in satisfaction as he dropped her shoes on a nearby table. "What do you think?" he asked her, arms crossed as he leaned against the back of the plush green sofa and looked at her.

Blair gave him a grin as her eyes surveyed the room around her, "It's perfect."

Draco's smirk grew.

The only light in the room was the dim glow of the fireplace which seemed to envelope Blair and make her glow.

She looks stunning,

Draco thought as his gaze traveled over her.

Draco cleared his throat, he really needed to leave soon before he did something foolish.

Blair bit her lip, a habit Draco was starting to enjoy, and moved towards him until she stood directly before him.

Draco held his breath, waiting to see what she would do next, uncrossing his arms and taking a hold of the back of the sofa for support.

Blair took another step forward, now only a hair's breath away from him.

She lifted her eyes from his shirt to his own, and he could see uncertainty and... something else in them.

She slowly rose on the tips of her feet and lightly met his lips with hers.

Draco's eyes fell shut, automatically placing his hands on her hips and pulling her as close as was possible.

He could feel Blair smile against his lips as she let her hands travel up his arms, over his neck, and into his hair. She pulled his head closer as she deepened the kiss.

Draco let his tongue lightly brush against hers and heard her moan into their kiss.

Her moan drove all rational thoughts from his brain and Draco immediately stood up straight and picked her up.

"Draco!" Blair gasped in surprised at the sudden action. Her hands letting go of his hair and grabbing his shoulders while her legs automatically wrapped around him so she wouldn't fall. Draco swallowed a moan at the action, his hands moving down to hold her by her thighs.

"Draco?" he asked her huskily with a smirk.

Blair grinned unsurely, "Do you mind?"

Draco shrugged slightly as he began walking towards the open bedroom door and stopped briefly to let his eyes adjust to the sudden and complete darkness.

"You can call me Leli," she offered softly.

Draco looked down at her, both glad he could only see her faintly and disappointed he couldn't see her clearly.

He continued to walk forward and stopped when he felt to edge of the bed.

He set her down in front of him, between the bed's edge and himself.

She instantly pulled his head towards hers and kissed him once more.

Draco continued to kiss her while unzipping the back of her dress.

Leli ran her hands over Draco's chest, undoing the buttons on his jacket then pushing it off his shoulders.

Draco began to slowly kiss down her neck, pushing the dress's straps off of her shoulders and hearing the fabric rustle to the floor. Leli moaned when he lightly nibbled on her collarbone. Draco smirked and couldn't resist biting that spot a bit harder, making sure she would be marked as his. His let his lips travel lower, sucking on the tops of her breasts, as he tried to find the clip of her bra. His frustration grew and he felt Leli lean back slightly, reaching in front of her and undoing the clip that lay between her breasts with a small chuckle.

He growled and quickly leaned forwards to worship her breasts, making sure to punish her for her chuckle by biting softly on her nipples with his teeth, earning him a short gasp and long moan.

He felt Leli's hands run down his chest and begin to pull his shirt upwards, letting her hands wander over his exposed skin. Draco pulled away from her breasts and helped her pull his shirt the rest of the way off.

He pulled her tightly against him, needing to feel her soft skin against his.

Draco could feel Leli's lips, teeth, and tongue begin to journey over his chest while her hands worked at his belt and zipper. She was making sure to leave as many bruises on his skin as he had left on hers.

Draco leaned her back, making her fall onto the bed and quickly got rid of the rest of his clothes before joining her.

Draco gave her a hard kiss and let his hands wander across all of her exposed skin. Wishing again that he could see her, but knowing he couldn't risk her seeing him. He let his mouth and hands see her instead, touching and tasting all he could of her.

"Oh, Draco," Leli moaned as she rose her hips towards his, making him groan at the contact. He quickly took her panties off, fully prepared to take his mind from what lay between his legs to what lay between hers when she firmly took him in her hand and began to stroke him. He froze and let his forehead lean against her delicious breasts with a another groan, he wasn't sure how long he would last if she didn't stop.

"I can't wait. I need you. Now," Leli told him, her breathing heavy as she ran the nails of her other hand lightly over his chest.

Draco groaned, unable to wait any longer and grabbed her legs, placing her hips level with his own.

They both moaned, long and loud, when he entered her for the first time.

She was so tight, hot, and slick that he couldn't slow his hard thrusts into her. His control completely demolished by the woman beneath him.

She wrapped her legs around his waist and clawed at his back, her hips meeting his at every thrust.

When she suddenly arched her back and tightened around him, he followed her over the edge, calling her name.

As he relaxed in her embrace he couldn't help but wonder, Can once really be enough?