Cold, Cold Heart Chapter two: Creating a Bond.

Over the next week, Draco found himself often thinking about his new houseguest, Lily Longbottom. It was strange, never before had he thought about the opposite sex in such a way; usually it was a matter of just sex itself. But with her, it was very different. He wanted to talk to her, to know everything about her. Certainly, he was interested in her body as well, but he wanted to become familiar with her mental qualities before her physical ones. He sighed, and resettled himself in the tangle of quilts upon his bed, staring up to the dark ceiling. His ears perked up slightly at the sound of voices, apparently drifting upstairs through the vents.

"Lucius . . . I can't say I completely understand why you offered to house this particular girl?" Came the hushed voice of his Mother, Narcissa.

"Narcissa, dear, I've told you before," Replied Lucius calmly, "It was under the strict orders of our Lord . . . He expects on us to lure her into the dark side, and use her as bait to persuade others to join our forces."

An irritated huffing echoed through the vent, "Yes, I know . . ." Spoke his Mother, "But, why her?"

"The Dark Lord has his reasons." Her husband snapped back, and the couple grew silent.

Smirking, Draco thought the idea to be complete rubbish. There was no way the Lily he was acquainted with would ever become Voldemort's lackey . . . Right?

***

"Draco . . . Draco?" A soft voice rang through his ears, invading his senses. Slowly, his stormy eyes opened, to reveal the brunette goddess bending over towards him, peering back with curiosity.

"What is it?" He said, while getting out of bed, and striding over to his wardrobe.

Lily sat on the edge of his bed, fully clothed, appearing as if she'd been up awhile. "Your parents are taking us into Diagon Alley today, to get our supplies. They asked me to come and wake you," He voice trailed, in unison with her stare, as she began to look around the room from her seated location.

Draco turned to look at her, while pulling off his shirt to exchange with a fresh one. He enjoyed the sight of her sitting on his bed, her breasts heaving from within her snug fitting robes. Licking his lips slightly, he diverted his eyes when she peered over his way; he grabbed a casual black robe, beginning to head out the door.

***

There wasn't very much required for seventh years to purchase, with the exception of a few books, and a NEWTs preparation guide. Draco found it to be quite soothing to get away from the house, and spending an entire day with Lily had its plus side as well.

"Where shall we go now?" Lily asked him after they'd finished shopping for their school necessities. Mr. And Mrs. Malfoy had left the two, and gone into Knockturn Alley, to pick up some 'important utensils' as Lucius had stated. Exhaling, she released a smile, and looked over to Draco, "Well?"

Draco had been in deep thought, mainly about the return to Hogwarts. It was only a matter of days until they made the lengthy journey to the magical school; he knew that Lily would attract quite a bit of attention, and he wanted to make it perfectly clear to everyone that she was his property. Staring at the ground, he barely heard her most recent comment, "What? Oh - I don't care. There's an Ice-Cream Parlor further down the alley, if you're hungry."

She rose a slender eyebrow in his direction, nodding. "Mmm . . . That sounds good."

He attempted to reply, but only produced a faint grunting noise. 'Mmm', the marvelous sound she just produced had nearly been the death of him. How he longed to have her moan such simplicities for him, the thoughts of giving her pleasure were unbearable . . . he wanted to be the only one to make her have such reactions. Draco found it impossible to believe that only a week previously he had thought she was a nuisance. Feeling rather feeble, he walked with her towards the Shoppe, completely silent.

Once they had ordered, the two took a seat at a shaded table outside, licking their ice cream's vigorously against the late summer warmth.

Draco peered over at Lily from across the table, becoming mesmerized with her tongue that was gently caressing her strawberry cone. With every stroke, he was sinking further into the deep pit of infatuation. A cool sensation was slowly creeping across his hand now, but he was totally oblivious. It was not until an amused expression spread across Lily's face, when he finally noticed its source. His chocolate cone had melted all over his left hand, and was now oozing onto the table. Sighing, he took out his wand, muttering a quick clean up charm, causing the chocolate mess to vanish.

Giggles were erupting from Lily, whom was quite red in the face. Pink droplets were beginning to appear around her perfect lips, as her own ice cream melted. Unable to tend to it any longer, she tossed the remainder of her cone into the waste bin, still giggling.

"That's funny, is it?" Draco asked, smirking. Lily nodded.

He could take it no longer. "Well, what about this?" He spoke, leaning across the table towards her, their lips connecting. His tongue grazed her lower lip, gaining entry into her mouth. He massaged his tongue with hers hungrily, tasting strawberry, but quickly found the need for oxygen and pulled away. That was way more than he had expected.

Lily's green eyes went wide, "Hysterical . . ." She replied breathlessly.

Draco found himself grinning; clearly she would be recognized as his after- all.