Thirty-Eight

In less than an hour, Draco had grown up more than in his entire life. He now understood the meaning of life and death, and the feeling inside yourself when you cause the death of someone you love. Or even someone you don't love. It didn't matter, it still hurt, both physically and mentally.

Lena stopped the lessons after that night. Draco was ready. And spent most of his time in his dormitory, recovering. Lena rarely saw him again until the last days of school, at the feast, where he sat next to her and Goyle.

Her thoughts drifted away from the meal.

Who is putting the Golden Trio under Imperio?

If not the Dark Lord, then who?

Someone probed her mind, she withdrew herself and protected her thoughts.

Snape smiled slowly from across the room.

No..impossible.

Lena suddenly knew who had been putting them under the curse.

Severus Snape.

"I know you've been a little bored lately, Lena, but think about it. You know the guy. Why would Professor Snape Imperio Potter and his little fairies?"

"I don't know..."

"How about this? They're not under a curse, they're just a load of bloody idiots..." Draco muttered the last part and began to walk away from her.

She began to stop him-

"No, Lena. I have Divination. And we have the OWLs coming up in a week. Have you bothered to study?"

Lena shook her head, however, she wasn't worried about the tests. She had learned so much more in the last year than in all her years at Hogwarts.

Draco, on the other hand, seemed genuinely worried.

"Babe-" Lena caught herself, not in time though. "Draco, you don't need to worry about the OWLs. They're easier than they make it sound."

Draco shrugged and walked away without bothering to give her a kiss, hurrying up the stairs to Divination.

Lena headed off to Advanced Potions Level II.

There was only three other students in the class with Lena. Granger, Nott, and Daphne Greengrass.

Lena took her own table.

Nott paired up with Daphne quickly, leaving Granger alone.

"Okay, okay, settle down class..." Snape looked around. Nobody was talking. "Right, then, lets get started."

Lena zoned out and looked down at a Dark Arts book. She was in the corner furthest away from everybody. She opened her book and began to read.

She whipped up the Potion Snape assigned carelessly, worth maybe a B, possibly a C.

Lena got Excellent scores on her potion as she walked out. Nott dragged behind her saying that if he had done that he would have gotten a T.

'You wouldn't have, and you know it. Severus would never give either of us a Troll score. Not a Slytherin"

Lena rolled her eyes and sped away from the boy.

Every door she passed, she swore she saw a snake, curing into the framework, slithering along the walls.

She had Draco in her next class and she couldn't control the guilt she was feeling in her heart, it clogged up her entire body and she couldn't function correctly. Every time she was around Draco she just wanted to admit to him what had been going on for the last few months. But she couldn't.

She wasn't sure why she felt so embarrassed about Tom. But she knew that Draco wouldn't believe anything she said about it. A snake that comes out of pictures, and then rapes her? Not possible. And to top it all off, it's the Dark Lord.

She wondered if Tom would mind if she told anyone. Something told her he would. He had kept his position in the castle secret for so long, and even if it was only a figment of Tom Riddle, it was Lord Voldemort behind those eyes, controlling those actions.

She blushed to no one in particular and headed to her least favorite class. Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Only a week more and then O.W.L.s and then she would be home-free.

Almost.

After she had her ceremony.

And completed her last task...

The coming weeks seemed to last forever. She flew through her O.W.L.s and walked out before anyone else. She sat out by the lake until she was joined by a certain blonde.

"Easy enough?" she cooed.

Draco grunted, he looked tired.

"Have you been up all night?"

"Couldn't sleep...Just been a lot of.."

"Bad dreams?" Lena finished for him.

He nodded.

"Normal, I suppose. It was little more than a week ago that you killed someone for the first time, I imagine it must be stressful."

Draco didn't say anything else, just laid next to her in the grass, stroking her long blonde hair.

Lena's mind clouded with fear and anxiety as she thought of her own task. What would the Dark Lord have her do now? Certainly he wouldn't make her kill another? Not after the heart-wrenching thing that happened during her last task...right?

It was a little after one in the morning, and Lena was still lying awake in bed. She thought of Draco, and looked around for Tom. He wasn't around.

She crept down the stairs and then up to the boy's dormitories. She found Draco's door and curled up next to him in his gigantic bed. Her bed was a third the size. The advantages to being a Prefect...

Lena scowled and moved her body up against him. He moved for a second and then grunted, opening his eyes.

"I love waking up to someone so beautiful."

"I can't sleep," she whispered, looking over at Nott, asleep in his bed. He shifted his body and pulled her closer to him.

He began pushing his hips into hers, slowly and gently, lazily. He rubbed the inside of her thigh and she gasped. Perhaps too loudly, because Nott stirred in his sleep.

Draco pressed his finger to his lips with a light, "Shhh..."

He put himself on top of her and held her arms behind her head, kissing her fiercely. Lena responded and felt vulnerable as he began to pull her nightgown up, touching closer and closer to her.

She inhaled deeply and tried to remain quiet. She squealed and his finger moved inside of her. Draco covered her mouth with one hand, managing to hold both her hands behind her head with only one hand. He adjusted his pants quickly and slowly brought himself so that he touched her with it.

She bit his hand and couldn't resist the pleasure. She tried to wiggle to get him inside of her, but he wouldn't allow it.

"This summer, I want everyone to hear you scream. But for now, this will have to do." He put a charm around them. And kept his hand on her mouth. He entered her slowly and then withdrew. And then slammed into her. The bed banged loudly against the wall, but Nott didn't move. She shivered with pleasure as he continued.

It was better than it had ever been with Tom. It felt...

Real.

Draco continued until Lena was screaming with pleasure and allowed himself to finish. She breathed deeply and tried to catch her breath, cuddling up against him.

"I love you, Lena."

"I love you, Draco," she replied, and he smirked with pride at himself.

Lena scowled and raised her eyebrows.

"I love virgins."

Lena looked at him questionably and felt the guilt again.

She wondered if it even had counted as sex. This had been so much better than the times with Tom. Hundreds of times better.

All of a sudden, she spilled out her secret, telling Draco everything that she had kept from him. It took her almost twenty minutes to finish before Draco stopped her.

"I don't know exactly what happened, but I definitely just popped your cherry. I also doubt the Dark Lord has a small dick."

Lena looked down at the blood coming from her. She waved her wand and felt immediately embarrassed that she hadn't noticed sooner.

"It's okay, baby," he whispered in her ear, kissing her forehead, washing away her embarrassment. "Like I said, virgins are my favorite."

Lena frowned.

"Exactly how many girls have you been with?" She asked, realizing that he definitely had had some practice.

Draco felt the tension and refused to answer for a minute. "Four..Five."

"FIVE?" she yelled, louder than she meant to.

"I couldn't wait for you forever, baby. I was horny."

Just like Draco, to brush it off and act like it was nothing. When she had just found out that all the sex she thought she'd been having was actually fake.

Lena groaned.

Draco pulled Lena closer to him, even as she tried to squirm away, she couldn't fight his strength.

He kissed her passionately and Lena let him, barely kissing back.