Okie dokie here is the next chapter the rest of the summer maybe or no its
not never mind it's the next two weeks and a little after so maybe it is
the rest of the summer but I cant say anything about how long it is till I
write so ok then. So thank you, you peoples who reviewed my story and at
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your life so on with the chapter. Oh and in this chapter there might be
Ron, but highly unlikely, because the rest of his going about during the
summer will be unrelated to Tessa and then no need to be included in the
story. When they go to Diagon Alley, most likely in the next chapter he
will be added back in. But for this chapter it's solely Draco and Tessa.
And oh yea read the story Avada Kedavra by Kuroi Shi.
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Chapter 3
It had been two weeks since Tessa had started staying with the Malfoy's and she had to admit she was fitting right in. Her and Draco knew that they liked each other, but nothing had happened yet. She really liked his mom who was full of lady-like wisdom and such for her coming out party thing.
She had had lessons on what and what not to do for the whole two weeks. Her first lesson had been the morning she woke up after the first dinner party. The dinner party from hell as Tessa had named it. A small petite shy maid had come and softly woken her up telling her that Draco's mother wanted to see her in the lounge. She had gone over for two weeks about how to sit, how to dress for it, how to walk down the stairs, she had showed her a picture of everyone on the guest list and a life story and what and what not to mention to them in polite conversation. She told her normal etiquette, like for instance no talking to Draco across the table like last time. And finally after two weeks of what seemed to be review of everything she was taught in Madame Wand's, the big day had finally come.
She was dressed in a lovely white dress, with light, light blue trim that looked almost white. It had a corset like bodice with the trim running around it under her chest and up the sides of her shoulders, it also ran down the front in a double line till it met the skirt. The skirt went out in a bell with the first layer of fabric cut in a triangle so that the under part showed. The sleeves were puffy at the shoulder then there was a circle of trim, then it was skinny then there was trim, then it puffed out again, and then there was more trim. The ends of the sleeves fell about a foot below her arm if it was outstretched. It was beautiful.
There was a knock at the door and Draco poked his head in. Tessa gave him a big smile and went back to curling her eyelashes. He was wearing another suit, almost identical to the one last time, except this time it was a silver shirt instead of a white one, and he had a green tie instead of a black bow tie. Draco came in and sat himself down on her four-poster bed while she finished getting dressed. She looked like a princess out of a fairy tale book, Draco thought to himself. The guests would be arriving about now and then they'd go down in about ten minutes. He watched as Tessa dapped on that last bit of N.Y.C. watermelon lip-gloss she seemed to be totally in love with. The make up she used Draco noticed was different from any make up he'd ever seen his mother wear. All of her stuff had been in weird looking jars with sealed tight caps and potion brewing instructions. Tessa's were easy and accessible, well Tessa's were also muggle. When you thought about it Tessa was muggle. Draco Malfoy muggle enemy was falling for one, a very sexy one at that. His father would never approve of a relationship with her, and so he wouldn't find out. There wouldn't be a visual relationship for him to see.
A house elf poked its head into the room telling them they should be going down now. Tessa got up smoothed out her dress and grabbed Draco's arm. She had an anxious grin on her face and Draco could feel how nervous she was perched on his arm. They started descending the staircase like they had the first night she had come to stay with him. Stair after stair was bringing her down to the party of people she knew everything about and didn't care much for meeting. She plastered on her fake smile though nonetheless and grabbed tighter to Draco's arm. She liked the feeling of being touched by him, even though it was just his arm in hers it felt so much more intimate and forbidden, everything was like that with Draco. Maybe to just know that her parent's wouldn't approve made him all the more desirable.
They stepped down into the dinging room and Tessa noticed people on remembrance from pictures. A girl Tessa knew to be named Millicent Bulstrode a girl who was in Draco's house gave him a little shy wave. Tessa laughed inwardly as she looked at this 16 year-old girl trying to be all flirty and coming across as a fifth grader. Draco pressed closer into Tessa at Millicent's wave and Tessa saw the expression change on this naïve girl's face. Tessa felt almost bad for her as her face dropped her hopes falling with it. Tessa gave Millicent a little wave as she passed her as Draco walked her to her seat at the right of the head of the table. Millicent responded with a glare. Tessa no longer felt bad and rested her free hand on Draco's stomach with a smirk in Millicent's direction. She heard her crack her knuckles and got kinda tense. Draco felt her tensing at the sound of Millicent's portrayal of brutality and whispered to relax into her ear. A house elf pulled out Tessa's chair and she sat, the cue for everyone else to be seated at the already assigned seats to them. Draco's mother was the last to sit after welcoming her guests to such a momentous occasion.
The dinner went much the same as the last dull and boring and quiet. Then after the dinner that took about an hour there was to be dancing. Narcissa had showed Tessa how to dance to the scratchy witch music too. She was supposed to dance with a father or brother for the first dance, but instead they were using Draco as a substitute. As the music played out of what seemed thin air Draco took her hand and lead her in the swift twirly movements of wizard dancing. It felt like she was floating on clouds as he whisked her across the dance floor. She felt time stop and it was just them suspended in it in motion but still at the same time. She blocked out all of the other people none of them important from the beginning.
After what seems an eternity and a half the song ended and everyone came onto the dance floor and as to be polite Tessa had to dance with someone else. A Marcus Flint asked her to dance, from what she had been told he had graduated from Hogwarts a Slytherin two years ago and now he played in the illegal quidditch association where all dirtiness was permitted. Though she had no interest in dancing with this ugly bucked tooth git she knew it was common courtesy to dance with someone who asks. The rest of the night she was dancing with one person or another and it never happened to be Draco again much to her disappointment.
After dancing they had coffee and polite conversation, till the end of the night.
Once the last guest left she collapsed into a chair in the lounge where they had had coffee. Draco's mother excused herself off to bed and left them in the lounge.
"Wanna try out that broom again?" Draco asked Tessa with a big grin on his face.
"In the dark?" she questioned him right back.
"We have lighting, how bout it?"
"Let me change," Tessa answered getting up from the chair and running for the stairs, Draco close behind. They both got up the stairs without falling, even though it was ridiculous for Tessa to run up stairs in pencil heels, and a dress, but she made it. They were laughing so hard, tired from running, and they were short of breath. They both barged into their own rooms panting as they went to go get changed.
Tessa threw on a blue tank top and a white skirt. It was a warm August night and she planned to enjoy it. She ran into Draco's room, just as he pulled on a white t-shirt. She put her hair up in a high bun and grabbed his hand running for the terrace. They both ran for the quidditch pitch. Draco grabbed his lighting bolt 3 from the rack and helped Tessa up onto it. He jumped on behind her and fit exactly against her body. They were like two puzzle pieces, as Draco helped her take them up into the starry night. The crisp wind blew against their bare flesh and gave them goose bumps.
"I want to show you something," Draco told Tessa as he went into a dive. They stopped a few feet above the trees and started zooming forward over the forests. Just when Tessa had no clue what he was going to show her she heard the sea. The smell came first, but then she could hear it crashing on rocks in rolling waves. They touched down on the beach and Draco ran for the water. He pulled Tessa by the hand after him. They stumbled down the wet spray rocks to a patch of earth. The swells came right up to their ankles and their shoes and socks were quickly discarded. The spray was getting caught on Tessa's tongue and it tasted salty. The moon was big and full like a spotlight on the dark churning ocean.
Draco wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into him. He cuddled his face into her neck, and started giving her small kisses. From her neck he moved up to her jaw line. His grip around her waist got tighter. He pulled her in closer and closer and Tessa didn't resist his touch. The last two weeks had been building up to this, this was the culmination of all the unacted upon sexual tension between the two of them. He began to run his hands up and down her body going up to her chest where he grabbed at her gently and then down to her crotch where he spread her legs a little apart with his hands. One of his legs slid in between the two of hers as he worked to get closer to her. She turned around and pressed up against his body. Her mouth greedily found his as she licked at them for right of passage. His lips parted to her and he began to suck on her tongue. Tessa had kissed guys before she wasn't not use to it, but kissing Draco felt so much realer than kissing anyone else. It was so perfect.
He reached for the bottom of Tessa's tank top and pulled it over her head throwing in on the floor. She grabbed at him pulling off his shirt too. The feeling of their bare skin touching seemed to be like a drug. She could've stayed there forever, sweating in his touch. Her skin against his hot body. She pulled down her thong and discarded it next to her tank top and shoes. Draco pulled down his boxers and braced Tessa against a rock as he held her with her legs spread. She unclasped her bra and threw it down on the floor pulling Draco's face into her chest. He pushed his totally erect dick into her. She let out a loud moan and Draco was afraid he had hurt her, but she pushed herself into him harder. They were both pushing into each other as hard as possible their breaths coming in long low pants. Every now and then Tessa would moan or call out Draco's name and this just inspired him to keep going. Tessa's white skirt was soon stained with blood and other stuff from her loss of virginity. Draco finally slid out of her and they both stood their bodies pressed against each other panting. She had been his first though he'd never admit he wasn't the sex god everyone thought he was. Tessa had been worth the wait of 16 years. She kissed him on the lips and rested her head on his shoulder. Almost as on cue the skies opened up and started to pour down buckets of water.
They started laughing, smiling at each other with the knowledge of what they had just done. "We should be going back," Draco said picking up his clothing. They got dressed and boarded the broom though it was now amazingly uncomfortable on Tessa. Maybe it was really true that you couldn't ride a horse after just having sex or a broom for that matter. The ride back to the quidditch pitch seemed so much shorter than the ride out. When they touched down they ran back to the house. They were both soaking wet by the time and very cold. As they ran up the stairs to the terrace and into the hallway adjoining their rooms Draco turned to look at Tessa. "It's cold how do you feel like a long hot bubble bath?" he asked her squeezing her hand tighter.
"Sure," she answered him following him into his room. The made their way to his bathroom where he heated up the water and threw the bubble bath in. Tessa undressed as Draco did the same. He slid into the big tub and Tessa slid into the tub in front of him. She sat with her legs out in between his legs. She leaned back against his chest and let the warm water wash over her body. She felt like she would never be sad again in her life now. She was so calm so relaxed, she felt almost like she could call asleep except for the constant poke of Draco at her lower back. After a while and the water had gotten cold they got out and gave each other a final kiss before Tessa went off to her bed. She felt all warm inside this was most definitely the best day of her life. As she slipped off into slumber she felt warm and content.
Ok there lays the end of the 3rd chapter I'm sorry if it was a tad bit graphic for you but her maybe I should rate this R. I don't know I'll just leave it as is. I hope you like and if you do review.
Chapter 3
It had been two weeks since Tessa had started staying with the Malfoy's and she had to admit she was fitting right in. Her and Draco knew that they liked each other, but nothing had happened yet. She really liked his mom who was full of lady-like wisdom and such for her coming out party thing.
She had had lessons on what and what not to do for the whole two weeks. Her first lesson had been the morning she woke up after the first dinner party. The dinner party from hell as Tessa had named it. A small petite shy maid had come and softly woken her up telling her that Draco's mother wanted to see her in the lounge. She had gone over for two weeks about how to sit, how to dress for it, how to walk down the stairs, she had showed her a picture of everyone on the guest list and a life story and what and what not to mention to them in polite conversation. She told her normal etiquette, like for instance no talking to Draco across the table like last time. And finally after two weeks of what seemed to be review of everything she was taught in Madame Wand's, the big day had finally come.
She was dressed in a lovely white dress, with light, light blue trim that looked almost white. It had a corset like bodice with the trim running around it under her chest and up the sides of her shoulders, it also ran down the front in a double line till it met the skirt. The skirt went out in a bell with the first layer of fabric cut in a triangle so that the under part showed. The sleeves were puffy at the shoulder then there was a circle of trim, then it was skinny then there was trim, then it puffed out again, and then there was more trim. The ends of the sleeves fell about a foot below her arm if it was outstretched. It was beautiful.
There was a knock at the door and Draco poked his head in. Tessa gave him a big smile and went back to curling her eyelashes. He was wearing another suit, almost identical to the one last time, except this time it was a silver shirt instead of a white one, and he had a green tie instead of a black bow tie. Draco came in and sat himself down on her four-poster bed while she finished getting dressed. She looked like a princess out of a fairy tale book, Draco thought to himself. The guests would be arriving about now and then they'd go down in about ten minutes. He watched as Tessa dapped on that last bit of N.Y.C. watermelon lip-gloss she seemed to be totally in love with. The make up she used Draco noticed was different from any make up he'd ever seen his mother wear. All of her stuff had been in weird looking jars with sealed tight caps and potion brewing instructions. Tessa's were easy and accessible, well Tessa's were also muggle. When you thought about it Tessa was muggle. Draco Malfoy muggle enemy was falling for one, a very sexy one at that. His father would never approve of a relationship with her, and so he wouldn't find out. There wouldn't be a visual relationship for him to see.
A house elf poked its head into the room telling them they should be going down now. Tessa got up smoothed out her dress and grabbed Draco's arm. She had an anxious grin on her face and Draco could feel how nervous she was perched on his arm. They started descending the staircase like they had the first night she had come to stay with him. Stair after stair was bringing her down to the party of people she knew everything about and didn't care much for meeting. She plastered on her fake smile though nonetheless and grabbed tighter to Draco's arm. She liked the feeling of being touched by him, even though it was just his arm in hers it felt so much more intimate and forbidden, everything was like that with Draco. Maybe to just know that her parent's wouldn't approve made him all the more desirable.
They stepped down into the dinging room and Tessa noticed people on remembrance from pictures. A girl Tessa knew to be named Millicent Bulstrode a girl who was in Draco's house gave him a little shy wave. Tessa laughed inwardly as she looked at this 16 year-old girl trying to be all flirty and coming across as a fifth grader. Draco pressed closer into Tessa at Millicent's wave and Tessa saw the expression change on this naïve girl's face. Tessa felt almost bad for her as her face dropped her hopes falling with it. Tessa gave Millicent a little wave as she passed her as Draco walked her to her seat at the right of the head of the table. Millicent responded with a glare. Tessa no longer felt bad and rested her free hand on Draco's stomach with a smirk in Millicent's direction. She heard her crack her knuckles and got kinda tense. Draco felt her tensing at the sound of Millicent's portrayal of brutality and whispered to relax into her ear. A house elf pulled out Tessa's chair and she sat, the cue for everyone else to be seated at the already assigned seats to them. Draco's mother was the last to sit after welcoming her guests to such a momentous occasion.
The dinner went much the same as the last dull and boring and quiet. Then after the dinner that took about an hour there was to be dancing. Narcissa had showed Tessa how to dance to the scratchy witch music too. She was supposed to dance with a father or brother for the first dance, but instead they were using Draco as a substitute. As the music played out of what seemed thin air Draco took her hand and lead her in the swift twirly movements of wizard dancing. It felt like she was floating on clouds as he whisked her across the dance floor. She felt time stop and it was just them suspended in it in motion but still at the same time. She blocked out all of the other people none of them important from the beginning.
After what seems an eternity and a half the song ended and everyone came onto the dance floor and as to be polite Tessa had to dance with someone else. A Marcus Flint asked her to dance, from what she had been told he had graduated from Hogwarts a Slytherin two years ago and now he played in the illegal quidditch association where all dirtiness was permitted. Though she had no interest in dancing with this ugly bucked tooth git she knew it was common courtesy to dance with someone who asks. The rest of the night she was dancing with one person or another and it never happened to be Draco again much to her disappointment.
After dancing they had coffee and polite conversation, till the end of the night.
Once the last guest left she collapsed into a chair in the lounge where they had had coffee. Draco's mother excused herself off to bed and left them in the lounge.
"Wanna try out that broom again?" Draco asked Tessa with a big grin on his face.
"In the dark?" she questioned him right back.
"We have lighting, how bout it?"
"Let me change," Tessa answered getting up from the chair and running for the stairs, Draco close behind. They both got up the stairs without falling, even though it was ridiculous for Tessa to run up stairs in pencil heels, and a dress, but she made it. They were laughing so hard, tired from running, and they were short of breath. They both barged into their own rooms panting as they went to go get changed.
Tessa threw on a blue tank top and a white skirt. It was a warm August night and she planned to enjoy it. She ran into Draco's room, just as he pulled on a white t-shirt. She put her hair up in a high bun and grabbed his hand running for the terrace. They both ran for the quidditch pitch. Draco grabbed his lighting bolt 3 from the rack and helped Tessa up onto it. He jumped on behind her and fit exactly against her body. They were like two puzzle pieces, as Draco helped her take them up into the starry night. The crisp wind blew against their bare flesh and gave them goose bumps.
"I want to show you something," Draco told Tessa as he went into a dive. They stopped a few feet above the trees and started zooming forward over the forests. Just when Tessa had no clue what he was going to show her she heard the sea. The smell came first, but then she could hear it crashing on rocks in rolling waves. They touched down on the beach and Draco ran for the water. He pulled Tessa by the hand after him. They stumbled down the wet spray rocks to a patch of earth. The swells came right up to their ankles and their shoes and socks were quickly discarded. The spray was getting caught on Tessa's tongue and it tasted salty. The moon was big and full like a spotlight on the dark churning ocean.
Draco wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into him. He cuddled his face into her neck, and started giving her small kisses. From her neck he moved up to her jaw line. His grip around her waist got tighter. He pulled her in closer and closer and Tessa didn't resist his touch. The last two weeks had been building up to this, this was the culmination of all the unacted upon sexual tension between the two of them. He began to run his hands up and down her body going up to her chest where he grabbed at her gently and then down to her crotch where he spread her legs a little apart with his hands. One of his legs slid in between the two of hers as he worked to get closer to her. She turned around and pressed up against his body. Her mouth greedily found his as she licked at them for right of passage. His lips parted to her and he began to suck on her tongue. Tessa had kissed guys before she wasn't not use to it, but kissing Draco felt so much realer than kissing anyone else. It was so perfect.
He reached for the bottom of Tessa's tank top and pulled it over her head throwing in on the floor. She grabbed at him pulling off his shirt too. The feeling of their bare skin touching seemed to be like a drug. She could've stayed there forever, sweating in his touch. Her skin against his hot body. She pulled down her thong and discarded it next to her tank top and shoes. Draco pulled down his boxers and braced Tessa against a rock as he held her with her legs spread. She unclasped her bra and threw it down on the floor pulling Draco's face into her chest. He pushed his totally erect dick into her. She let out a loud moan and Draco was afraid he had hurt her, but she pushed herself into him harder. They were both pushing into each other as hard as possible their breaths coming in long low pants. Every now and then Tessa would moan or call out Draco's name and this just inspired him to keep going. Tessa's white skirt was soon stained with blood and other stuff from her loss of virginity. Draco finally slid out of her and they both stood their bodies pressed against each other panting. She had been his first though he'd never admit he wasn't the sex god everyone thought he was. Tessa had been worth the wait of 16 years. She kissed him on the lips and rested her head on his shoulder. Almost as on cue the skies opened up and started to pour down buckets of water.
They started laughing, smiling at each other with the knowledge of what they had just done. "We should be going back," Draco said picking up his clothing. They got dressed and boarded the broom though it was now amazingly uncomfortable on Tessa. Maybe it was really true that you couldn't ride a horse after just having sex or a broom for that matter. The ride back to the quidditch pitch seemed so much shorter than the ride out. When they touched down they ran back to the house. They were both soaking wet by the time and very cold. As they ran up the stairs to the terrace and into the hallway adjoining their rooms Draco turned to look at Tessa. "It's cold how do you feel like a long hot bubble bath?" he asked her squeezing her hand tighter.
"Sure," she answered him following him into his room. The made their way to his bathroom where he heated up the water and threw the bubble bath in. Tessa undressed as Draco did the same. He slid into the big tub and Tessa slid into the tub in front of him. She sat with her legs out in between his legs. She leaned back against his chest and let the warm water wash over her body. She felt like she would never be sad again in her life now. She was so calm so relaxed, she felt almost like she could call asleep except for the constant poke of Draco at her lower back. After a while and the water had gotten cold they got out and gave each other a final kiss before Tessa went off to her bed. She felt all warm inside this was most definitely the best day of her life. As she slipped off into slumber she felt warm and content.
Ok there lays the end of the 3rd chapter I'm sorry if it was a tad bit graphic for you but her maybe I should rate this R. I don't know I'll just leave it as is. I hope you like and if you do review.
