So, Draco and Cora made their way to his dorm and he opened the wardrobe for his attire. She walked up next to him and closed it.

"What are you doing, I thought we were-" But he was interrupted by her lips savoring his. He kissed back and he liked it a lot. They somehow waddled their way onto his bed and she fell on top of him. They snogging deeply, their tongues battling each other in a game of tonsil hockey. Cora moaned in the back of her throat and the vibrations on Draco's tongue made him grow stiff. Then she began to lay gentle but viscous kisses along his neck and nibbled his earlobe. This got him every time. Then it happened; he did the worst.

"Ohh, Hermione."

Cora shot up and looked at him, very surprised.

"What did you just say?" she asked.

He couldn't keep eye contact. He knew it hurt her, even though she barely knew him.

"I'm sorry." He said plainly. "It slipped out."

Cora got up off of him and started walking towards the door, "I told you that you liked her."

Draco just lay there, letting the most recent event tumble through his mind, repeated itself like a broken record. he couldn't believe that he actually moaned her name. Now it was clear to Draco that he did have a place in his heart for Hermoine. It was odd, but imagining Hermione rather than Cora, turned him on more than anyone he's had in the past. So, now that Draco had nothing to do and nowhere to go, he decided to take a nap. He wasn't exactly tired, but he didn't have much else to do. He crawled into his bed and fell back to sleep, after wanking off of course. Cora didn't really finish him off, so he thought he would instead.

He awoke once again near two pm and thought to himself "Why do I always fucking wake up at two?' Draco then jumped when an owl showed up at his window. It scared the hell out of him at first, being half asleep still. He got up and plucked the letter from the bird's mouth. He opened the letter as the grey feathery mass of poultry flew away.

Draco,

Thank you so much for the gifts. You really didn't have to buy
us anything being out guest, but we very much appreciate it and we
have something for you here as well. We'll have Hermione give it to you
when she gets back to school. Hermione loves your drawing and so do
we. You're a very talented young man and the piece of art is now hanging
in the TV room. Our painting is in our bedroom it is also an exquisite piece
of art all though it is not your own work. We loved your gifts and we
couldn't thank you enough.
On the other hand, it's quite all right that you stayed here and
there is no damage, so no need to fret. You were quite fun to have stay
with us, so you are very welcome to stay anytime you feel the need.
We appreciate you taking the time out of your day to write us
and check up on us. It really means a lot.

Sincerely,

The Grangers

Draco smiled as he read the letter and even a few seconds after. He felt so prized that he was bought a gift from a family that wasn't his. He felt horrible about Cora, and decided to go find her and apologize. He found the carriages that were to be sent to Hogsmeade. He boarded one alone and watched the snow gently fall outside the window. It was chilly so he hugged himself while he shivered.

Once the carriages arrived at the village, he walked alone, slowly, and calmly. He sought out Cora and her friends, but didn't rush himself. He walked along, getting looks from groups of people, probably talking about the weird loner walking by. He got to the Three Broomsticks and bought himself a butterbeer. He sat at an unoccupied table when he heard his name.

"Draco!" Cora's voice called out to him. "I thought you weren't going to come today."

"Well, I decided after a nap that I needed to talk to you." he said with a smirk. Cora motioned to her friends that she'd be back and he led her to a secluded bathroom and locked the door.

"So what was with earlier?" Cora asked crossing her arms tightly.

"I don't know, honestly...I've just been doing a lot of thinking lately about her, and I can't get her off of my mind."

"Oh...I'm sorry it didn't work out. We could've had fun." she said, conquering a seductive tone.

"Why can't we have some fun right now?" he said inching towards her.

"How do I know she's not on your mind right now?"

"If she was, I wouldn't have come after you." They were millimeters apart now, and he pushed her body against the countertop with his own. His lips softly brushed hers, teasing her. She moved foreword, pressing her lips against his, while unbuttoning her jacket. He began to remove his clothing, too and was soon naked from the waist up. He finished undressing and as soon as she had gotten her panties off, he had said the correct charm and slid into her.

She nearly screamed and Draco had to cover her mouth and murmur a silencing charm on the bathroom. He looked into her eyes and began to pump her; gently, but with force. Her moans kept getting louder, but Draco barely made a peep. As her hips began to buck against his, Draco started panting. He had almost reached his climax as her orgasm pulsated on his d ck. The feeling of her release triggered his and he whimpered as he came.

The pace slowed down and they were all hot and sweaty. Looking at each other, they smiled. He slid off and cleaned himself up with some paper towels. She did the same and was dressed before he was. Once he was fully clothed, they emerged from the bathroom.

Her friends were waiting for them at a table, and as Draco and Cora sat down, they all started giggling.

"Did you two have a good 'talk'?" One of them taunted.

"Yup!" Cora replied; she was glowing with pride.

Draco just felt relieved all in all, not having had sex for many months. as soon as he got comfy in his seat next to Cora, he realized his butterbeer was all the way across the room.