Eyes on Fire
(Chapter 36)
AuthorQuickNotes: there's a big warning on this chapter for anyone who doesn't like exploitations of sex. Lol if that doesn't give it away, I don't know what will. The next chapter will either be out way late tonight or early tomorrow morning. I'm going Halloween shopping tomorrow so I don't know when I'll be back. I hope this soothes your cravings! I'm not the dirty sex writers anymore so it's all passion in my sex scenes but this is the only sex scene I'll write, for this story...erm, for Draco and Jenn anyways! Haha big clue there, huh? Anyways, hope you enjoy. Please review! Salut!
I maneuvered downstairs and toward the main level of Hogwarts. I paused before heading down the large staircase by the Great Hall doors and toward the large wooden doors of Hogwarts. They were already open so I walked toward them and peeked around. I didn't spot Amy right off hand so I headed out and toward a crowd. I didn't have a posse, which people noticed and gave me odd looks. I was hardly without friends that people saw. I looked over, however, and I did see Malfoy, giving me a rather questioning look. I looked away from him and sighed. He wouldn't understand, most definitely.
"Alright, students," McGonagall called out. "We'll be leaving for Hogsmeade in just a couple minutes." I looked around, frowning when I still couldn't find Amy or Dean or Seamus. They were probably avoiding me. I deserved that motion. I watched the carriages come up to the main grounds and park in a semi large horseshoe. "Everyone who is ready to depart for Hogsmeade please claim a carriage and they will take you down. The Hogsmeade trip will end at seven o'clock sharp. Whoever is not up at Hogwarts by a quarter after will have a week's worth of detention." McGonagall got into a carriage that was full with other professors and it drove off as students began lining up for the carriages. I waited behind, staying where I was at. Should I even go?
I was beginning to feel a bit more reluctant to go so I stood there, like a statue as I watched the carriages leave and then return moments later to pick up the next group. It was rather fluid as I watched as the large group of students began dispersing. It was only a couple students left when a shoulder rammed into mine. I looked over, stunned, to see Malfoy walking past me giving me his familiar "what are you waiting for?" look so I frowned and shook my head, taking a step back. Malfoy almost stopped walking but he realized he was in public and didn't hesitate to speed up. I didn't feel the need to go to Hogsmeade anymore.
I went to turn around but I froze when I saw Amy and Dean and Seamus walking out from the building. They stopped when they spotted me. Neville, who I hadn't seen before, walked around them and to a carriage with shifty eyes toward me. Amy's face turned cold as Dean laid a comforting hand on her shoulder. Dean urged Seamus forward, which Seamus seemed excited about and walked forward with enthusiasm. The wind wasn't chilly but it had a nip to it as I stared at Amy. She still looked rather angry, which I expected. It was quiet and she stared at me, her glare still permanently placed. "Amy," I started. Her glare increased.
"Oh, so you are civil?" she snapped. I frowned. I deserved that.
"I want to apologize for earlier," I stated. Amy's glare faltered just a tad but it stayed on her face as she let a very frustrated sigh slip from her mouth before crossing her arms and staring at me. I sucked in my bottom lip as her stare urged me forward. "I'm sorry for yelling at you. What you said made me realize later on that I really am bipolar and rather…exhausted nowadays. I would love to tell you why but I…can't," I stated, frowning. Amy stared at me as I stood there, my fingers fidgeting with one another. "I was a bitch to say some of those things. I know I've worried you but…I can't help it. What I'm doing is important to me and telling you would jeopardize the whole thing." Amy frowned at this point. "I really do wish to tell you so we could talk about it and I could have some therapist on this whole thing but I can't." She didn't say anything as she walked forward and stopped a good yard beside me. She put her arm out and patted my shoulder with the ghost of a smile on her face. I took in a deep breath and it choked. I had been holding in my emotions at that point.
Amy walked to the carriage and got inside. The wind blew a little harder as I watched the carriage start to pull away. I sighed and went to walk away but the door opening and a voice saying, "You coming, fluffy?" made me turn around with a hopeful smile. Amy's face was poking out from the carriage and I quickly raced to it, hoping inside. Dean instantly yelled out as the carriage pulled out of Hogwarts. I stared over at Amy and saw she wasn't looking at me. "This doesn't mean I completely forgive you but for now, we're civil," she stated in a low tone so only I could hear her. I nodded, accepting that. I really didn't expect her to forgive me completely anyways. I stared out the window as the carriage pulled down the hill and toward the small town of Hogsmeade. I smiled. I would have to split with these guys since Amy and I weren't on the best of friends scale just yet. We were in the beginning process of healing, basically. I looked over at her and saw her expression rather calm with a certain edge. I sighed.
The carriage came to a stop and I was the first to exit. Dean zoomed out after me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders, smiling down at me. "I'm glad you're feeling better, Jenn," he stated. "I really was missing you for a while there." I smiled up at him. If he only knew; I would never be the same after that emotional breakdown. I had to fix things in my life and that included Malfoy and I. "So which shop to first?" he asked when everyone exited the carriage. I looked up at him and then glanced at Amy.
"I think I'll depart from you guys. I need some time alone," I stated after I read Amy's look. She looked over at me, almost shocked as I peeled Dean's suction cup arm away from me. Dean frowned at me and I gave him a reassuring smile. "I just need some alone time. I'll see you guys in a couple of hours, ok?" They all nodded at me and I began heading away, weaving through the crowd like a small snake. I sighed and dug my hands in my pockets. I stared down at my feet as I continued to walk down the streets. The streets were wet and slightly muddy and the sky looked rather gloomy with its grey clouds. Winter was coming and if I'm correct, it'll rain soon. I was excited about that.
I spotted a blond head walking around, alone, so I glanced around and began following that blond head. That man would glance back toward my way and continue to walk, weaving through people as we entered a forestry area. He walked up a slight hill and vanished behind some trees. I quickly followed, glancing behind me to see if anyone was following. I climbed up the hill and stared down to see him climbing through a wired fence. I walked down the slight slope and toward the fence. I paused as he walked through the door of an oddly shaped building. I looked around and squeezed through the fence, toward this strange building. I walked up to the door and saw a small hole in the door. I glanced around; I squeezed through this hole and fell to my knees when I got all the way inside. I coughed when dust flew into my face and stared up to hear some noise from upstairs. I headed to the stairs and began heading up. They didn't creak like I thought they would but the whole house seemed to have an eerie sense to it.
I hesitated, feeling a weird sense of suspicion rise in my chest. I stared up at the slightly cracked door and continued to walk up the stairs, despite the churning in my chest. I was actually feeling a bit scared. This building was giving me the heeby jeebies. I stopped at the top floor and walked toward the door, reaching out and pushing it open. It creaked open and I saw that blond headed man standing by an old rusting piano. I waited for him to acknowledge me. He turned around and those familiar butterflies raced in my stomach as I saw him smirk. "What took you so long to climb those stairs?" he asked with a hint of laughter.
"This building's eerie," I admitted, walking toward him. Malfoy chuckled.
"It's called the shrieking shack," he stated. "It's said to be the most haunted place in all Britain." I frowned. "It hasn't had any strange noises for a year or two now but the other students don't come around often. They stare and watch it but not many actually venture into it." I nodded, my spine beginning to tickle. I wasn't the type of person who enjoyed the paranormal activity. "For a while, the only entrance in here was through some secret passageway that I haven't discovered yet but that hole in the door makes for a good way in, but only at a specific time." I nodded. Malfoy smirked at me and we both stood there, staring at each other.
"What was with your expression earlier?" he asked, walking toward me and standing close to me. I sighed. I didn't want to tell him but I've been putting it off. "I may be in Slytherin but when it comes to us, I'm good at secrets." I smiled and looked up at him. I guess I could tell him. What could it hurt?
"All my friends…Well what's left of my friends have been worried about me," I answered, walking toward the dusty old bed beside the piano. I leaned on the frame and sighed. "Amy and I got into an argument earlier today, at breakfast." Malfoy slipped a hand on my shoulders.
"I heard." I frowned and leaned into him.
"I yelled at her, almost as if I hated her…" Malfoy's hand squeezed my shoulder and I sighed, leaning my head away from him.
"You didn't tell her about us, right?" I frowned and that beast inside of me wanted to snap but I fought against it as my lips quivered. Malfoy could feel my tensed muscles and his arm slipped from my shoulders. "Jennifer, we have an agreement," he stated. I turned around to him and it was hard to keep my expression cool. "We weren't supposed to tell anyone."
"I haven't told anyone and that's the problem!" I screamed, pushing passed it and walking to the door. I gripped the door frame and stood there, biting my lower lip hard. "My head is so congested with all these thoughts and memories and things I'm not supposed to say. It's hard to think about anything else. I haven't even thought about myself and my well being ever since this thing between us got so god damn complicated." Malfoy didn't say anything as he stood a good distance behind me, watching me. "You're so damn addicting, Malfoy. If you told me to jump off the edge of Azkaban, I'd do it. If you told me to murder someone for you, I'd probably do it." Tears rimmed my eyes as I heard Malfoy begin to walk toward me. "You're the worst cocaine I've ever heard of." His arm slipped around my shoulders and I turned toward him, staring up at my tear filled eyes. Malfoy stared down at me and sighed.
"If you feel that way then tell me to go away. I'll leave you alone if you ask me to," he whispered. I stared up at him and frowned. I didn't know what to say to that. I wanted peace and that would mean Malfoy leaving me alone. He knows he could never suggest me leaving him alone because that'd be too hard for me since I started this whole thing. But leaving Malfoy would give me that empty feeling again. Only content but never satisfied enough. I would just end up pleading for him to come back.
"I can't ask you to go away," I whispered. We really were getting too far into this whole ordeal. Malfoy's lips twisted upward into a small smile. It wasn't a smirk but a small smile. I found myself loving it and I reached up, fingering the lines of his lips. "You're so beautiful when you smile, Malfoy…" I whispered. His smile widened just a bit more as he rolled his eyes. His head tilted down to me and I leaned up, pressing my lips against his. His hands smoothed against my back and up to my upper back. I cradled my arms against his chest and sighed in content. I broke the kiss and rested my head against his chest as his arms wrapped completely around me. A hug from Malfoy felt nice. It was soothing and even though this was Malfoy I was talking about, my heart seemed to skip a beat and my head became clear, like it always did when I was with him.
I glanced over at the dusty old bed and frowned. There was a bed but I wasn't laying on it. Malfoy followed my gaze and his smirk returned. I saw him pull out his wand and with one of his arms still wrapped around me, he muttered some weird incantation and when I blinked, the bed looked magical. "This spell gives us the illusion that we're in someplace romantic," he cooed in my ear. "My mother taught me that spell when I was twelve." I smiled as I looked up at him, staring into his stone blue eyes.
"Malfoy…" but he silenced me with his finger as he led me to the magical looking bed. It had four large wooden bed posts and a very large comforter that was crimson red and it seemed to be made of feathers. Malfoy eased me to the bed and gently lowered me to sit on the edge. I stared up at him and he grabbed both sides of my face, leaning down and pressing his lips to mine. I gripped the comforter and took a deep breath in through my nose. Malfoy grabbed my rear and pushed me farther onto the bed. I let myself lay down as I stared up at him. He was unbuttoning his shirt and he pulled it off, letting it drop. My eyes caressed his chest as he loomed over me and leaned down, pressing his lips against mine. I reached up and allowed my fingers to smooth over his chest, letting them rise and fall with his clenching muscles. He balanced on one arm and reached up with his free hand, letting it slide down my cheek and to my breast where he cupped it. I grabbed his head and kissed him harder. I allowed my hands to grab the bottom of my shirt and I sat up, causing him to kneel as I pulled my shirt off, tossing it aside.
Malfoy smiled as he stared down at me. My bras were all a cup size too small so my breasts seemed to flow out. I blushed as he stared down at them. I was so self-conscious about that area and my blush told him so. Malfoy smiled a bit more as his hand reached behind me and he unsnapped my bra. I tensed as he pulled my bra off, tossing it aside. His eyes raced over my body before he leaned down and pressed his lips against mine. My fingers worked along his skin before they came to his belt and slacks. I unbuckled his belt and slid it off, tossing it aside. I worked along his slacks as his hands kneaded against my sides before his grabbed the sides of my pants, gently easing them down. I was glad I was wearing my more loose fitting jeans. This is the part we never make it past and I almost expected him to stop as I pushed his slacks down finally, along with his briefs. Malfoy kicked them off and I glanced down. I let my hands slide down his chest to his pelvic area, where my fingers stroked along his length.
Malfoy took a small intake of breath as his hand gripped the top of my underwear. He broke them off clean and I gasped as the slight pain that shot through my skin from my hip. Malfoy chuckled and leaned down, pressing his lips gently against mine before his hand pressed against my mound, his cold fingertips shocking the warmth down there. I bit my lower lip at the uncomfortable coldness but it soon past as we stared into each other's eyes; both of our eyes were full of passion as we let our hands explore. Malfoy's eyes had a question in them and I slowly read it; a smile broke on my lips. I let my hand fall from his length as I pushed myself up, pressing my lips against his. I pulled back as he smirked and said, "We're not stopping, baby."
My head hit the mattress as his lips slammed against mine. Both his hands pinned my wrists down as our kisses became rather hard and intense. I lifted my legs around his back and he paused his kissing, staring at me. He moved his hips into mine and I took a small intake of breath as it was a long awaited for pleasure that rose in my stomach. My sense was gone as he moved his hips fully into mine and my fingers curled against the comforter. Malfoy paused after a while and his face was slightly panicked. I stared at him and he sighed. I knew about his worries so I wrapped my hand around his neck and pulled his head down, my lips gently touching his ear. "Stop thinking about that… It's ok," I whispered. Malfoy looked at me and I gave him a knowing look. His lips crashed onto mine again and I moaned as his hips began riding into mine again. It took me a while to get into his motion but after a while, I was able to grind my hips against his as well.
It grew chilly over the both of us and I shivered under his body. Malfoy's body was full of goose bumps but neither of us wanted to stop. A wave of pleasure made its way up my stomach and to my head where it grew fuzzy. I bit on my bottom lip and moaned as the pleasure build and build; my vision was slightly crisper than usual and I sighed, my back arching as my toes curled. I moaned out as my nails dug into Malfoy's shoulders. Malfoy kissed along my chilled skin and my muscles tensed and relaxed repeatedly before almost all of my muscles tensed at once and my voice grew quiet before the growl of a moan came out and my nails released Malfoy's skin. I opened my eyes and Malfoy's face came into view. Although his body was chilled, a slight sweat was lining his forehead.
It wasn't long before Malfoy's muscles tensed and his head lifted up as his hips rode harder against mine. This really was the most passionate romp I've ever had. I haven't had too many but I've had enough to compare. Malfoy really was the best so far. Malfoy's fingers dug into the sheets as his jaw clenched and his moans came out more like growls and his face contorted into a pain sort of way as his hips began rather jerky and unsteady before he finally pushed into mine one last time and stayed like that. Malfoy stayed over me and stared down at me before pressing his lips against mine. I weaved my hands through his slightly damp hair and smiled when his eyes seemed glossed over. He peeled the blankets back and stood from the side of the bed, pulling me down and picking me up and laying me down gently. I don't know why he did the theatrics but I didn't question it as he crawled in beside me and wrapped his arms around me, taking in a deep breath and closing his eyes. I could read the exhaustion all along his face and I turned onto my side so my back was to his chest and I linked my fingers together with his as I yawned. Exhaustion hit me finally and I felt my chest had a big amount of satisfaction, almost like I had fulfilled one of my life's big duties. I didn't like not seeing him so I turned around so our chests were together. He didn't move as I stared at his face, my lips curling into a slight frown. I finally pinpointed that strange feeling.
I don't know how or why or when but I knew, deep in my heart, that I have made the biggest, most wished for mistakes of my life. I somehow made it so my heart was involuntarily, irrepressibly falling in love with Draco Malfoy…