Tall male loomed in the doorway of the Slytherin Common Room, arms folded
across his broad chest. His semi-muscular build was hidden beneath large
ebony robes which held the Slytherin badge. Cloud gray eyes were blazing
with longing as he gazed at the female perched on the sofa. White-blond
hair was slicked back on his cranium, every hair perfectly placed. Lips
were twisted into their trademark smirk as he continued to watch her in
silence.
Unaware of the intruder's eyes, Haruka pulled something from beneath the couch's cushions. It was a leather bound book, hemmed with silver embroidery. Across the front of the book were the words, 'Haruka's Journal' in neat handwriting. The small, delicate, feminine book didn't seem to fit the feisty aura radiating from her petite form.
Silver locks framed her face, caressing her cheeks and licking her waist in a curtain across her visage. Soft, baby-like sigh escaped her vocals as she brushed strands of hair from creamy-toned features. A glimpse of twin crimson orbs was caught before curtain slid over them again. Hands clutched the book in a white knuckled grip, pages crumpling from her tight grasp. Lower lip was caught between her teeth, a pinkish tinge surrounding her nose and optics. Hands were trembling, so close to tears... Yet she couldn't bring herself to let all her emotions go.
Draco could sense the sudden change in her. Frown of concern danced across his face as he left his post by the door to occupy the space next to her. So caught up in her thoughts, she didn't change her position, not even acknowledging his presence. Journal was wrenched from her death grip, his fingers lightly turning her face towards his. Silk-like strands were brushed from her face and tucked behind an ear, revealing the startling blood red eyes once again.
"Are you okay?" His voice softened with distinct concern as he noted the brightness of unshed tears in her eyes. Her cheek was cupped in one of his large hands, finger lightly caressing the soft skin of her cheek. Her eyes hesitantly rose to meet his, their gazes locking. She tried to speak, pushing past the lump swelling in her throat. A pitiful whimper escaped her vocals, lower lip trembling as it was released.
Instincts took over and he longed to comfort her. Gathering her soft body in his arms, he brought her close. Her head rested on his chest, his hand stroking her back soothingly. For a fraction of a second, she relaxed in his arms before resisting. His heart dropped as she began to push him away. They were enemies, and enemies didn't hug. He released her reluctantly, dropping his gaze hell wards in shame. He had given into his temptations and had shown weakness for the girl across from him.
A moment of awkward silence passed between them, and he feared to look at her, lest he give in again. Petite fingers slipped beneath his chin. Slightly surprised, he lifted his gaze, confusion written in them. Eyes widened as she leaned towards him, tongue running across plump lower lip. His breath caught as their lips touched, electricity shooting down to his toes. The kiss drew on, the passion growing. Lips were crushed against each other, the kiss growing frenzied. He eased his legs open to allow her to slip closer.
"Whoa," she murmured, pulling away from him, hands pushing against the arm of the couch to help her sit up. Eyes searched his. "Too fast," she panted, trying to steady her breathing patterns. Almost instantly, they sprang back into each other's arms, lips molded against each other as the kiss was intensified. Slowly, she traced the line o his lips with her tongue, leaving a wet line behind. The erotic move sent Draco into a wave of tremors. He moaned, the wound muffled by her mouth. He ran his hands along her back and hips, easing back until his head rested against the arm of the couch.
"Too fast," he said breathlessly, letting his muscles relax as he let his arms wrap around her waist. She nodded her agreement, settling down with him. Legs were intertwined, arms around each other. Haruka rested her head on Draco's chest comfortably, lids drifting closed, sleep overwhelming her. He stroked her back, his own lids already closed. Fire still crackling, their breaths in rhythm, they fell asleep in a warm embrace.
Unaware of the intruder's eyes, Haruka pulled something from beneath the couch's cushions. It was a leather bound book, hemmed with silver embroidery. Across the front of the book were the words, 'Haruka's Journal' in neat handwriting. The small, delicate, feminine book didn't seem to fit the feisty aura radiating from her petite form.
Silver locks framed her face, caressing her cheeks and licking her waist in a curtain across her visage. Soft, baby-like sigh escaped her vocals as she brushed strands of hair from creamy-toned features. A glimpse of twin crimson orbs was caught before curtain slid over them again. Hands clutched the book in a white knuckled grip, pages crumpling from her tight grasp. Lower lip was caught between her teeth, a pinkish tinge surrounding her nose and optics. Hands were trembling, so close to tears... Yet she couldn't bring herself to let all her emotions go.
Draco could sense the sudden change in her. Frown of concern danced across his face as he left his post by the door to occupy the space next to her. So caught up in her thoughts, she didn't change her position, not even acknowledging his presence. Journal was wrenched from her death grip, his fingers lightly turning her face towards his. Silk-like strands were brushed from her face and tucked behind an ear, revealing the startling blood red eyes once again.
"Are you okay?" His voice softened with distinct concern as he noted the brightness of unshed tears in her eyes. Her cheek was cupped in one of his large hands, finger lightly caressing the soft skin of her cheek. Her eyes hesitantly rose to meet his, their gazes locking. She tried to speak, pushing past the lump swelling in her throat. A pitiful whimper escaped her vocals, lower lip trembling as it was released.
Instincts took over and he longed to comfort her. Gathering her soft body in his arms, he brought her close. Her head rested on his chest, his hand stroking her back soothingly. For a fraction of a second, she relaxed in his arms before resisting. His heart dropped as she began to push him away. They were enemies, and enemies didn't hug. He released her reluctantly, dropping his gaze hell wards in shame. He had given into his temptations and had shown weakness for the girl across from him.
A moment of awkward silence passed between them, and he feared to look at her, lest he give in again. Petite fingers slipped beneath his chin. Slightly surprised, he lifted his gaze, confusion written in them. Eyes widened as she leaned towards him, tongue running across plump lower lip. His breath caught as their lips touched, electricity shooting down to his toes. The kiss drew on, the passion growing. Lips were crushed against each other, the kiss growing frenzied. He eased his legs open to allow her to slip closer.
"Whoa," she murmured, pulling away from him, hands pushing against the arm of the couch to help her sit up. Eyes searched his. "Too fast," she panted, trying to steady her breathing patterns. Almost instantly, they sprang back into each other's arms, lips molded against each other as the kiss was intensified. Slowly, she traced the line o his lips with her tongue, leaving a wet line behind. The erotic move sent Draco into a wave of tremors. He moaned, the wound muffled by her mouth. He ran his hands along her back and hips, easing back until his head rested against the arm of the couch.
"Too fast," he said breathlessly, letting his muscles relax as he let his arms wrap around her waist. She nodded her agreement, settling down with him. Legs were intertwined, arms around each other. Haruka rested her head on Draco's chest comfortably, lids drifting closed, sleep overwhelming her. He stroked her back, his own lids already closed. Fire still crackling, their breaths in rhythm, they fell asleep in a warm embrace.