Dirty verion on A03, under:
Once Upon a Time in the Life of a Quarter Veela
By: Dr_Mini_Me
It was just too weird for me to post it here so...sorry guys.
I'd opened and closed doors until finally I bumped into Malfoy himself. His face went from dark to warm in a snap as he recognised me, moving back to get me enough space to stroll into the bedroom.
"Where've you been, love?" He questioned me easily enough as I noticed that he smelled...odd. Not like himself. It turned my stomach against my own wishes. In fact, my mind seemed to just automatically jump to him having slept with her gauging from the tousled hair and the funky smell. It was flowery, completely different from the cleanish aftershave smell I was used to with him.
"No where." I replied, harsher than I meant too. I was hoping I could just squish the feelings of jealousy that were continuously bubbling up in my stomach. Kinda just felt like a complete knob right now.
"Right...well I can't help but notice you've not packed." He took in my response with a look of growing confusion, probably couldn't get why I'd be so grumpy after getting my time alone from him and I did say I was going to do that. Bad, Ara. Gotta keep up your story.
"No shit. I've been wandering, couldn't figure that out from how long it took me to get here?" I snapped, watching him raise his hands in surrender.
I kinda just wanted to slap myself in the face at the frustration I was currently feeling with myself. My issues with him and Pansy kept getting pushed onto the surface. I genuinely stomped my way to the closet and began throwing my clothes into a pile. Well then, here's a new face of Ara the drama queen...apparently.
"Hey." He wrapped his arms around my frame in an iron lock as I squirmed, trying to move away from him out of spite for what I was feeling. "Did you panic while I was away? Is that what's frustrating you?" I froze as it hit me.
He'd just offered up the perfect reason as to why I'd be grumpy right now, and it wasn't that I was just jealous of his oddly rose-scented perfume right now. I didn't respond, choosing to turn around and face his chest. It smelled more like him here but I could still smell that foul flower perfume.
"It's natural, Ara. Completely normal, I promise." He murmured, hugging me closer to him. I stood there for about a second before I couldn't take the smell anymore and pushed away from him.
"Ara?" He questioned, looking mildly concerned. I wasn't sure if I was expecting that kinda reaction. I pinched my nose shut as I looked back at him with brows raised in an unapologetic look of disgust at the putrid fumes radiating from him.
"I'm sorry, malfoy, but you reek. Just absolutely awful. Ugh. Get a new cologne, man." I waved my hand around as I started to move towards getting all my things in order to go to Harry soon enough. I think I've actually lost excitement for going there.
Thats a little bit of a scary though, though it was probably just because I'd have him breathing over my shoulder the whole time. I paused my actions as I heard him snickering, almost cruelly at my expensive. It forced my back to straighten in some amount of insult as I looked over at him.
"What?" I perked my head up at him, bent at the waist as I picked up my more casual clothes from the pile I'd gotten thanks to Narcissa. Could tell she'd always wanted a daughter just from the ungodly amount of clothes I've received within a couple of weeks. According to her, a girl needed a special clothing item for every occasion. Something about you can never be overdressed or overeducated, issue is that its totally possible to be overdressed at the Weasleys' near Christmas.
"Your sense of smell. It's gotten more sensitive after we shagged." Draco declared with some victory in his voice.
"Lies." I rolled my eyes and looked away from his shitty grin.
"I can tell because you smell another women on me and you don't like it." He smirked, looking incredibly happy with himself.
"Doubt thats whats happening." I felt my blush start up as I rolled my eyes and continued my actions of shoving everything into my bag, manually. Still couldn't use magick till I was 17 while he could, stupid full-blooded mated Veela laws. He could do it to "protect and care for his mate" blah, blah, blah. Loopholes for the rich and powerful I say.
"Oh yeah?" He raised a brow, challenging my nonchalant attitude as he possibly spotted the blush that was creeping up.
"Uh huh." I nodded, pushing my clothes back into my bag. It was almost time to get the hell outta here.
He'd gone quiet for a second which really should have warned me he was up to something. I looked up right as he jumped me, moving me towards the bed in an oddly gentle yet demanding way. It seemed my body knew what he wanted while I didn't but I was still absolutely disgusted by his smell, to the point I almost wanted to vomit on him.
"So you don't feel revolted by my smell right now?" He whispered into my ear as I felt his hand slide up my dress to simply rest on my stomach. I pursed my lips and stared at the ceiling while he chuckled. Oddly enough, it didn't feel wrong to have his hand up my skirt...still felt like his mum would pop in at any second to scream at me for taking her son's innocence.
"It's horrible, isn't it? The smell of someone else on your mate? Makes you want to rip off their clothes, burn them, and keep them out of sight for a bit, doesn't it? Preferably shagging until all you can smell is you." He was having fun at this point with his voice getting gravelly with want. It was more fun than what I was having.
"No!" I disagreed with the whole part after the burning clothes bit. I definitely could go for burning his clothes, but I'd also be fine with burning half of my own if they weren't so expensive.
"Liar." He snorted as his hand slipped just below my underwear line on my hips. He glanced between my hips and my face before he continued, "If it makes you feel better, she tried to kiss me but I ended up hitting her in the stomach."
"Right." I mumbled, a little embarrassed that it actually made me feel better to now he'd hit her for it. He simply smirked more and kissed my nose softly.
"Want to hear the story?" He raised a brow, tempting me to fall into his trap of actually being interested. I shrugged instead, hoping it'd come across as I didn't really care.
"Alright, fine. Act like you don't caer but you have to follow me. I have a surprise for you." He grinned motioning towards the door with the hand that had been under my dress. I stood with him, following him to the door like the good little dog I needed to be until the school year started as I smoothed out my wrinkles from that little tussle.
"This was supposed to be a Christmas surprise but oh well." I felt his hands go over my eyes as he led me, he sounded giddy. It was a little alarming to hear a Malfoy that level of giddy.
"Wait! Then just show me on Christmas!" I tried to skid to a stop but was only hiked up by my waist until I started to struggle with that too.
"Come on, it's still Christmas Eve. We like to open one present the night before."
"But-" I started to protest until I realised he'd moved his hands away. I took in the potions lab with wide eyes and glanced back at him in confusion. I wasn't sure if this was actually mine to use and all or if I was just being shown what Snape's lab here looked like...
"I figured if you make a career out of something like Potions, you don't really need to learn something stupid like the Piano or a Violin." He shrugged, leaning on the door frame with one leg crossed over the other. He knew he'd hit home here with this.
"This is just...wow. Really just...brilliant. Absolutely brilliant!" I exclaimed as I darted around to look at everything. It was extravagant in it's set up, and perfectly sized for me. I didn't need to jump up to grab something off the top shelf, they were all at my height or below. It almost reminded me of my mothers lab before it caught fire. The remnants were still in place in the basement, father never touched it again and we knew to stay out of it after he'd caught me down there when I was 10.
"Does this make up for the fact I smell like another girl?" He asked softly, wrapping an arm around my waist. His hand rested flat against my stomach as I took in each vial and cauldron with bright eyes.
"Yup!" I chirped, not really thinking about what I'd answered. He snorted, placing chaste kisses down the back of my exposed neck to what he could see of my shoulder.
"Good." He grinned, pulling me back towards the door.
Just one more day.
Christmas day was awkwardly family-like. More so than I ever expected from the aristocratic family that seemed to forever be stuck between polite and malcontent. Instead, everyone but Lucius was happy, and smiley. Even Snape cracked a smile at the mini potion making kit I'd wrapped up after one of our shopping trips down Diagon Alley last week.
Lucius and Narcissa had chosen to give me a joint present that took the form of a bottomless bag. It'd been charmed into allowing things like my cauldron's to go in it with little resistance. Draco had told me that my present from him would come later.
Snape's was oddly interesting, it was simply a letter. My recommendation letter. So far I was the most excited about that, I thought about hugging him but choose to not push it. With my luck he'd rip it up in front of my face and no amount of spell-o-tape could fix that.
I was led upstairs to the bedroom by Draco, who seemed a little anxious which was incredibly off-putting. He was always in control, always sure of himself and right now I was a little worried, if I do say so myself...Okay I was a lot worried.
"So, your official present from me..." He started as he shut the door behind us and I sat down on the bed. I crossed my hands in my lap as I waited and watched him place his new broom next to the vanity stand near the door. It'd been a joint gift from Narcissa and I while Lucius and Snape had gotten him outfitted in all the safety gear I knew he'd never wear.
"Is that you go to the weasley's by yourself." He finished slowly, looking at me nervously for a reaction. At first it didn't register what he'd said and I just sort of stared at him in confusion. But then when I got it, I began to grin.
"Holy crap, seriously? You'd do that for me?" I clapped my hands together out of excitement.
"Yeah. I would." He gave me a small sad looking smile as he nodded. "Your things have already been flooed there. They're just waiting on you." He explained, motioning to the empty corner of his room. I ignored the oddly despondent tone he had and choose to hop up and hug him to me. It took him a moment to respond in turn, hugging me softly and letting me go quickly as I bounced around the room.
"Right right. Okay so, I'll get on my way now then. You should call Pansy or Blaise or someone to come over while I'm gone. Have a grand time with your friends, love!" I called as I went about the bedroom and into the hallway, leaving the bottomless bag on the bed. I'd hoped he wouldn't notice as I made my way to the flooing area in their home but it seemed he did.
"Ara. You'll want to take this with you." He called softly, moving to hand the brown bag to me as I stepped in. The rest of the family didn't come down here, probably because they didn't know I'd leave right this second. It almost felt a little wrong to leave without him but at the same time, I was just so excited to have my space at the burrow back to just me.
"Right right. Thanks, love. Bye!" I was too excited to pay attention to my use of constant pet names for him, choosing to ignore that bit too. Instead I just kissed his cheek and threw down the ash as quickly as I possibly could, calling out THE BURROW.