Theres a racier version on Archive of our own, same user and same title. Just felt...creepy to have the serious smut on here. I keep remembering kids read these stories and go "EWWWWW. WHY DO I WRITE THIS", some how the fact that AO3 gives an explicit warning before they can ever read the first chapter makes me feel better.
He took another turn down a well light hallway that was carpeted this time and pulled me through a door. "Muffliato." He cast the charm that almost guaranteed that I was going to be yelled at. I sighed and took a few steps forwards. I looked back at the grey room that seemed to be the music room gauging by the grand piano and violin as well as a few other string instruments.
"That was not being on your best behaviour." He admonished, sounding almost calm.
I looked back over my shoulder and shrugged. "Seemed pretty good for me." I replied lightly. I faced him fully, crossing my arms over my chest to prepare for his rant. It seemed to never come because he just stared at me as I stared back at him for a few seconds.
"You tried to...pawn me off to my ex girlfriend." He deadpanned. I pursed my lips and shrugged.
"She was offering, not my fault." I added hap-hazardly.
"Behave or the night will end much quicker and I'll force you to behave. Do you really want to have it happen in a music room?" He declared with a hard expression. I had to guess he meant he'd mark me and somehow the bond would force me to obey, Narcissa went over it all but again...didn't pay much attention.
"Fine." I grounded out. He extended a hand out to me, I took it slowly.
"I wanted tonight to be...special. It took a lot of work for my friends to show up here after we abandoned the dark lord." He sighed and pressed his lips to my knuckles, pulling back afterwards.
"Alright. I'll be nicer." I sighed, feeling tinges of guilt sneak up on me.
"Thank you." He looked happy, might even say grateful as he began to pull me out of the room. We wandered back to the larger room that was full to the brim with people
"What did we miss?" Draco asked with a bit of muted excitement. Blaise and his friend sort of just stared at us then shrugged.
"We were taking bets on how long you two would be out. Pans won." He sighed pulling out five galleons and placing it in her open hand. The other two did the same in succession.
"You held out on me." I glowered at her as she pocketed the coins.
She smirked and looked back up at me with a shrug. "You fell through on our previous deal." I felt my mouth drop open as I went to motion towards Malfoy to say he'd made me do it when he cleared his throat, giving me a look. I was supposed to be behaving.
"Fine." I huffed, crossing my arms over my chest and looking away. Conversation begun around me again, still about Quidditch. I just wasn't that fond of Quidditch. I don't know whats wrong with me but I was just more into Winged horse races than any other sport. I think it was closer to 30 or 40 minutes when I felt someone loop arms with me, pulling me away from Draco's side easily. Draco however looked a little on edge until he realised who it was, spinning his head around to glare.
"Where are you two going?" He raised a brow.
"The little witches room, love." Pansy's nasal tone spoke sweetly from behind me. Draco looked down to me with raised brows, he was wanting to know if this was real or not. Shit, why not?
"Yeah." I added halfheartedly with a head nod as she began to pull me away. I followed her smoothly out of the room.
"Out of curiosity, where are we actually going?" I raised a brow as we went up a set of winding stairs.
"Oh, you don't know?" She sounded genuinely surprised as she looked back at me. I slowly shook my head.
"No. I'm kinda lost with the manor thing." I stated slowly.
"Oh right, I forgot you lived in a shoe or whatever. Anyways we're going to your bedroom. Which door is it?" She waved her hand around as she seemed to recall not everyone lived in a giant mansion.
"Uh. Whichever Malfoy's is?" I tilted my head at her. I'd requested a separate room when I got here but no such luck. She seemed put off but so was I as she opened the door and walked in. It was immaculate as always, the bed made and my blanket and pillow were neatly tucked in the middle of the couch.
"Well I was going to come in here anyways...do you at least sleep on the couch?" She sounded sad as she stared forwards.
"Yeah." I tilted my head as it dawned on me that she was sad. This had been her best-friend since she was born and significant other for a good year or two and here I came along, ruining it all.
"Pansy...listen." I pursed my lips as she continued to stare forwards the couch.
"We don't have nearly enough time for a potion to switch places or anything but after tonight, he's all yours. He'll have calmed down by tomorrow and when we're back to Hogwarts, count me out. My part is done." I was trying to make amends. I realised that this whole thing had uprooted a lot of people for a lot of different reasons. Right now I was supposed to be back home, possibly with Harry and Luna getting plastered for Christmas. Instead I'd see them closer to New Years and I'd be different some how.
"Are you being serious?" She looked back over her shoulder with a squeaky pitch in her voice. She'd either cried or was close to crying.
"Deathly so." I nodded slowly. Her face seemed to brighten almost immediately at that.
"Wonderful." She breathed, wiping her eyes and going towards the make up table in the corner that I'd never used. She started rifling through drawers that were full of product's I hadn't seen before. She took one in particular out and pulling the stick out of the bottle, it was black as she wiped it over her eye lashes.
She'd screwed it back into the black bottle and had wiped from under her eyes before I asked. "What are we actually doing here anyways?" I raised a brow as she turned back around, eyes only slightly red.
"Oh I'm going to spray his pillow with my perfume." She explained casually as she pulled a crescent shaped glass bottle out from her bag. I raised both brows, a smile forming as she came closer and sprayed all the pillows on the bed.
"And what does that do?" I snorted as she capped it and put it back in her little clutch.
"Reminds him of me." She winked as she looped our arms back together and practically skipped down the stairs to the room again. I felt like I was spending more and more time out of the party than actually in it, which was just as well honestly. I didn't know what to do at their little party type thing. When we entered and approached the group of teens, I realised that Draco wasn't there anymore and began to search for him.
"Where'd Malfoy go?" I raised a brow, addressing the tallest boy. Theodore, I think.
"Hes being given a good talking to by your father and sister." He smirked, looking back at me. I squeezed my eyes shut with exasperation as I nodded. I decided I'd follow the yellow.
"Looking for someone, Ara?" Draco's voice spoke up from behind me, making me jump slightly.
"Maybe." I retorted as I spun around to look at him. The party was essentially over it seemed as people were slowly leaving in pairs. They'd come up to me and wish me luck then disappear again, probably to Narcissa or something. It was an odd ritual but nearly every one did it until it came to my own family. They came with Malfoy.
"Wise choices have been made today Ara, baby." My father smiled softly down at me, gliding a hand over the top of my hair. It was still styled and it'd stuck through out the whole night. I took in a deep breath of air as I nodded, yup. My family would survive this war. That was a good thing...Probably. No, no. It was and I can't tell myself any different.
"We'll see you at New Years." He bowed his head to Draco and I, I found Draco doing the same before my father wandered away. Luna came up and smiled whimsically at me. We stared at each other for maybe a minute, having a conversation all to our selves. Every little thought passed by her eyes into mine and it was returned, she was grateful but regretful. I think in some ways she'd wished that it was her in my place. She'd certainly be much easier for him.
She pulled me towards her in a light hug that lasted close to 30 seconds as I remembered the smell of her hair, it smelled like soft hay and flowers. I'd forgotten what it was like to have her around.
"See you soon." She pulled back with grace and curtsied, following our father. I felt Malfoy's arm wrap around my back, leading me away from the remaining drunks and stragglers of the party. His own friends had left soon after I went to find him and failed, I don't think they bothered to come say goodbye to me for which I was totally grateful.
Some how right as Luna's yellow sundress disappeared behind the doors, I felt absolute terror set in. It was time to head to the chopping block or bed or whatever. I don't think I've ever been this nervous about shagging someone, maybe I was supposed to be this nervous the first time but it just didn't happen for me. Everything felt normal, boring even. Was it though? I mean it was just sex. Nothing big. This is just sex. ohmerlinohmerlinohmerli-no. This is just sex.
"Ara?" I bristled slightly as I realised we were halfway to his room now and he was totally focused on me. I raised a brow, not trusting my voice enough to respond. "Why do keep saying sex under your breath?" He asked incredulously.
I pursed my lips as I tried to find an appropriate response to that. "I'm...looking towards the future." I declared lamely.
"Yeah right. You're freaking out." He snorted, shaking his head. I frowned at the accusation but found that the feeling was smoothing over to serene peace.
"There. Better, love?" His lips pressed against my head as I peered at him. Odd but not impossible that I calmed myself down. I looked back as he opened the door and lead me inside to stop right in the door way.
"Merlin's beard, what the hell did she spray in here?" He asked incredulously, a hand over his nose as I started to grin.
"Perfume." I giggled at his look of absolute disgust. It did feel good on some level that the smell repelled him but on another it was only going to make things more difficult for Pansy and I.
"Ugh." He pulled away from me and threw the blanket I used most nights over the pillows. I felt my nerves come back in spades as the distance between us grew.
"Better." He sighed, sitting on the bed and clumsily pulling at the bow-tie on his dress-robes. The black over coat was already taken off and laying next to him.
"I can do that for you." I called from the door way, gaining his attention. I don't know what in the hell possessed me to offer that when I was already panicking about shagging him, now I was about to make it personal.
LEMON BEGIN.
He raised a brow as he stilled his actions. "Have at it then." He let his hands fall to his sides as I clicked across the floor to stand in front of him. Heels apparently gave me a sense of superiority that I'm just now seeing.
I stared only at the black silk as I weaved my fingers through it, pulling it apart and sliding it off his neck. I could feel his eyes on me the entire time and made the mistake of looking up when I was finished. I was caught in his gaze again, totally unable to break away. His eyes were softer looking but had the sharp edge of a predator's, he knew what he was going to get by the night's end but he hadn't yet figured out how to slide me into it gracefully.
He stood slowly, giving me time to back up a bit but still maintained the eye contact. Out of the corner of my eye I saw his hands reach around my waist, trailing up and undo each button as he went. His cold hands fell back to his sides after trailing back down my exposed back. I reacted without quite thinking about his actions and took a step closer to undo his vest. It went smoothly as he moved with me sliding it off right as my fingers set to work on his white button-up.
I was almost impressed with how graceful I was being right when I went to take a step to the side and tripped over the dress's front. He caught me easily with his hands around my waist, it'd broken the eye contact long enough for me to ogle his chest like a nutter who'd never seen skin before. He wasn't exactly a greek god but it had a unique pleasantness to it. I wanted to run my nails down his front like I had to his back. It'd suddenly started to feel a little warmer in here when I looked back up to his eyes. He took in a breath then stopped, a slow smirk forming.
I pursed my lips out of confusion before he pulled my face towards his, pressing his lips against mine. His lips were cold but almost sweet, mine on the other hand, like most of my body right now, felt like they were burning. Every inch of my skin tingled and singed in pain like I was on fire, and yet, it felt like I couldn't get enough. I felt him pulled back a little, ragged breaths were being blown down my front.
"Strip." He whispered into my cheek, it sounded ridiculous in my mind but apparently my fingers had other ideas. I slipped the black dress off by just shimmying it off my boney shoulders. It fell to the floor softly, sliding down my hips and legs. I didn't meet his eyes as I unclipped my knickers, pulling everything off and stepping out of the pile of clothes to pull off my shoes, I wasn't sure how far to go each time and paused after to see if he'd stop me. He did on the shoes, putting a hand over my own as I bent at the waist.
"Leave the heels on." He spoke softly, I nodded in return and looked up, not entirely sure what else to do at this point. Any bravado I'd had just fell off with my dress and knickers. He seemed to realise, taking the lead he pulled me over to the bed. I leaned back on my elbows and looked up, wondering what the hell I was supposed to do here when his lips collapsed into mine.
I twitched almost nervously as I took him in, he was bare, and he was perfect looking through my haze. He had always been an odd sort of pale beautiful which I figured just stemmed from the Veela genes. He claimed it was a privilege to be both pure blood and a full Veela. It was rare and desired for the power associated.
I was starting to realise the power his body contained as I took him in with his hair sticking to his head with sweat, his eyes were focused but glazed looking. I'm sure my face was flushed and my lips were bruised looking from the force we'd been using.
"Do you accept?" Draco's voice was sharp but smooth at the same time as it curled around my ears. I wasn't even sure what I was about to accept but I know I wanted it.
"Yes." I gasp, still panting from his actions before. He seemed to nod, dragging his nails lightly down my front. They were sharper than I remembered. I felt him shift to lay over me, his head in the crook of my neck as I felt him slowly enter. A moan escaped my throat without thinking, pushing him into action. I was lost in a haze again as I panted and realised how good he smelled.
I could feel myself almost come apart as he pushed into me over and over with the pressure building in my stomach. I barely felt his teeth cut through my skin, in fact it felt good. I turned my head to the side without thinking to give him room as I truly came apart after cumming that hard in one night.
OVER
We were panting as he moved to the side of me, or at least I was. That was an experience that I was sort of glad hadn't happened on the floor of a music room where I'd have to see his friends again after. I went to roll to the side of bed, possibly get up and go to sleep on my couch but he seemed to have other ideas. A feathery soft hand wrapped around my forearm in an iron grip.
"You're sleeping in here. Forget the couch, Ara." His voice had lighter qualities to it which interested me but I didn't have it in me to fight or wonder. It almost felt good to hear him say my name. I was sleepy as I laid back onto his bed with closed eyes, the shoes being pulled off of me and landing with a heavy clatter wasn't exactly interesting to me. Instead I was more interested in running my hand over something pleasantly soft but pointed feeling. I'd run my hands up feeling something like feathers tremble along with the bed we were laying on.
"Go to sleep, love." He caught my hand lightly, little pin pricks rested on top of my hand. I mhm'd him sleepily, turning to face him. He pulled me closer to his chest and at first I went to pull away but gave up when his hands clamped against my back and my head was nestled in his neck and the pillow. I can deal with this.