Blank stares and messy hair

Draco woke up to a bunch of people talking and blabbering more than usual. Then he realized why. it was christmas.

"Joy," he mumbled to himself and rolled out of his bed.

Just as he was getting up something pulled him back down again.

"Marry Christmas," she giggled and rolled ontop of him.

He was about to say something but was muffled by a deep lingering kiss. He inhailed it and kissed her back. He could feel his hand gently stroking his side. The kiss became more powerful. She moved his up against the wall and started to unbutton his shirt. He let it fall off of his shoulders. She pressed her body against his and kissed him again. Their bodies shifted back upon the ground. She pute her lips near his neck and started to kiss his it; he let out a slight giggle as she mad her way down to his clean sharp collerbone. He closed his eyes and let the feel of her body take him away. He gripped her brownish black hair and let out a silent moan as they became one.

This beauty, this movement; it was all so new to him. He was a Malfoy. a cold hearted Malfoy. He wasn't suppose to be emotionally connected to sex. Use them and lose them was the family motto; but he didn't seem to fit into that category. He loved her and this ment a lot to him. Everything came to an unfortunate stop. He looked up at her beautiful lime green eyes. She layed her head down on his shoulder. His skin was so soft, so pure, he had a good heart underneath it all.

They heard a voice and footsteps getting closer.

Draco's eyes shot open, "SNAPE," he said in a rather loud tone.

Dori got up and fumbled over everything trying to get dresses. Draco was still looking for his robe when he heard the footsteps stop at the door. Quickly he looked under the bed in which is where it was.

"Shit," he mumbled to himself trying to reach it as the doornob slowely turned.

Snape walked in and saw them standing right infron of the bed; blank stairs and messy hair.

"What were you doing," he smeared.

"ahh. uh. we. we were just." dori stuttered.

Draco hid his wand and made a small cauldren appear with a bit of potion then said, "we were doing our potions homework."

"ahhh," said snape suspitiously, "why is your hair messed up?"

"It blew up," Draco said sounding hopeless pointing at the cauldren.

Dori looked at him amazed.

"That would explain the funny smell. Well I've came to awear you that Harry Potter has been suspended from the quidditch team for a week and your playing them today," he smirked and then left.

Draco looked at Dori with a smile that looked like he was just about to laugh and said, "funny smell."

They both burst into laughter and took hands to walk towards the great hall.

The great hall was full of people; mostly visitors. Hermoine and Ron glaired at Draco as he entered the hall; Harry had his head on the table.

"What's up with them," He asked.

"They think that it's your fault Harry was suspended from the team," Dori replied.

Draco went over to them.

"What do you want," Ron hissed.

"I just came to,"

"Came to what," Hermoine started, "you've got your way. Now he's suspended for a week and you'll finally win over Gryffindor. Good luck now leave."

"but it wasn't my fault! I didn't do anything," Draco replied.

Harry raised his head, "They said I beat you, You told them I BEAT YOU."

"No," Draco shoutded but them calmly said, "you think they would believe me even if I did?"

"Good luck Malfoy," harry gave him a short smile and dropped his head back down to the table.