Part Four
The doors of the Slytherin common room whisked open revealing a platinum blonde boy in Quidditch robes making his way over to an empty couch.
"Ugggh." Draco grumbled smoothing his hair out."What's this?" he picked up the piece of parchment. That wasn't there before... His silver eyes scanned the paper.
Dearest Draco,
I heard you call after me. . .I'm sorry I didn't return to you. Now,
please let me make it up to you. . .
Draco could have sworn that his heart stopped. His chest pulsated as he read and re-read the note. 'How could she have heard me?' Draco thought to himself looking up.'How'd she--'.
The common room went dark. Winds hovered around Draco as he tried to make sense of this...One single beam of moonlight shined through the stained glass window. His eyes followed the beam down to a pair of emerald eyes. Draco melted. It was her.
"I-I-." Draco stuttered.
"Ssshhh." said a soft voice."Come into the light."
Draco's slender figure slithered into the moonlight casting a shadow over her face. "Closer." she whispered as Draco followed her commands. "Who are you?" he whispered back to her.
She didn't answer him. Draco's breathing became louder as she touched and massaged his shoulders. Her touch sent him teetering over the edge. She moved closer to him until her body was pressed closely to his. His heart pounded as she planted a small kiss on his lips.
"Don't speak." she said touching his lips."The doors are locked. Nobody can interupt." Just then she slowly took off his cloak. Then his Quidditch pads. He wanted her. Draco's heartbeat slowed down as he carressed her as her tender hands snaked underneath his shirt. She was wearing nothing. And soon after, neither was he. His skin was smooth. The moonlight that danced on his chest made him look like a God. And he had to have stood in the lower department at least eight inches. Draco's chest went up and down as his breathing increased again. He smirked, he knew what she was looking at now.
"Come here."he said to her, his hunger for control growing.
She came to him eager and willing. Draco's hands moved along her figure, all over. He kissed her hard as he moved backward, taking her. They fell onto the leather couch in an embrace. Draco groaned as he fell on top of her. Her eyes glittered at him. He couldn't take it any longer. He held her thighs gently and looked at her as if her body was a temple. He could see her smirking which he took as a yes to enter her.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Draco raised his eyebrow and continued thrusting. He touched her hair everytime she clawed his back. She wanted him just as bad.
He threw his head back in ecstacy. He let out a moan. She took him in her arms as he collapsed in pleasure. He trembled in her arms...
"You sure know how to apologize to a guy." he said smiling to her. She laughed and smiled at him. "Maybe I should call after you more often." he panted.
"Don't think I'm that easy, Slick." she whispered, her voice still non recognizable.
"Don't worry." he said stroking her face. Then he paused.."Slick?" he asked in confusion. 'Why does that sound so familiar?'
Just as he turned to ask her where she had heard that nickname before, she disappeared. Apparated maybe. Whatever the matter, she was gone. Without even the slightest bit of a good-bye. She had already stolen his heart but now, she had stolen the only innocence he had left.
Draco's heart sank. She had left him again. But he didn't care, these feelings wouldn't be leaving anytime soon. 'Even if it kills me,' he thought. 'I know I'll get my way.'
The doors of the Slytherin common room whisked open revealing a platinum blonde boy in Quidditch robes making his way over to an empty couch.
"Ugggh." Draco grumbled smoothing his hair out."What's this?" he picked up the piece of parchment. That wasn't there before... His silver eyes scanned the paper.
Dearest Draco,
I heard you call after me. . .I'm sorry I didn't return to you. Now,
please let me make it up to you. . .
Draco could have sworn that his heart stopped. His chest pulsated as he read and re-read the note. 'How could she have heard me?' Draco thought to himself looking up.'How'd she--'.
The common room went dark. Winds hovered around Draco as he tried to make sense of this...One single beam of moonlight shined through the stained glass window. His eyes followed the beam down to a pair of emerald eyes. Draco melted. It was her.
"I-I-." Draco stuttered.
"Ssshhh." said a soft voice."Come into the light."
Draco's slender figure slithered into the moonlight casting a shadow over her face. "Closer." she whispered as Draco followed her commands. "Who are you?" he whispered back to her.
She didn't answer him. Draco's breathing became louder as she touched and massaged his shoulders. Her touch sent him teetering over the edge. She moved closer to him until her body was pressed closely to his. His heart pounded as she planted a small kiss on his lips.
"Don't speak." she said touching his lips."The doors are locked. Nobody can interupt." Just then she slowly took off his cloak. Then his Quidditch pads. He wanted her. Draco's heartbeat slowed down as he carressed her as her tender hands snaked underneath his shirt. She was wearing nothing. And soon after, neither was he. His skin was smooth. The moonlight that danced on his chest made him look like a God. And he had to have stood in the lower department at least eight inches. Draco's chest went up and down as his breathing increased again. He smirked, he knew what she was looking at now.
"Come here."he said to her, his hunger for control growing.
She came to him eager and willing. Draco's hands moved along her figure, all over. He kissed her hard as he moved backward, taking her. They fell onto the leather couch in an embrace. Draco groaned as he fell on top of her. Her eyes glittered at him. He couldn't take it any longer. He held her thighs gently and looked at her as if her body was a temple. He could see her smirking which he took as a yes to enter her.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Draco raised his eyebrow and continued thrusting. He touched her hair everytime she clawed his back. She wanted him just as bad.
He threw his head back in ecstacy. He let out a moan. She took him in her arms as he collapsed in pleasure. He trembled in her arms...
"You sure know how to apologize to a guy." he said smiling to her. She laughed and smiled at him. "Maybe I should call after you more often." he panted.
"Don't think I'm that easy, Slick." she whispered, her voice still non recognizable.
"Don't worry." he said stroking her face. Then he paused.."Slick?" he asked in confusion. 'Why does that sound so familiar?'
Just as he turned to ask her where she had heard that nickname before, she disappeared. Apparated maybe. Whatever the matter, she was gone. Without even the slightest bit of a good-bye. She had already stolen his heart but now, she had stolen the only innocence he had left.
Draco's heart sank. She had left him again. But he didn't care, these feelings wouldn't be leaving anytime soon. 'Even if it kills me,' he thought. 'I know I'll get my way.'