Maya took out a handkerchief, and wiped away the streams left by her tears. She was being summoned. She had indeed been crying through dinner. She stood, and made her way to the secluded study that she had been spending much more time in lately. She saw Malfoy waiting impatiently as she entered.
Upon seeing her, he jumped onto his feet like an electric jolt had controlled his movements and walked towards her. She was unfazed when he immediately took her into his arms almost protectively.
Malfoy, in his own world reveled in the thoughts swimming about in his head. He felt at that moment, as though she were his, and his alone. He suddenly wanted to take her and hide her away so that only he could have her. The thought of the world having any of her mind or time was unpleasant. He felt like a child, so intent on keeping his toys to himself.
Maya was also far away. Her mind lingered. How did she feel about him? It was foggy, like a memory so far away that she could barely see it anymore. So she searched in what she knew now. He was holding her, and she wasn't repulsed. It was actually somewhat pleasant. She closed her eyes and buried her head in the crook of his neck, her eyelashes tickling his skin. This sensation awoke him from his daydreaming, as they were moist. Something inside wanted to hold her more tightly to him, to try and make her forget whatever it was that had caused this. In his former glorious state however, he failed to recognize that he was the problem. He moved her back from him by bracing her shoulders before moving one hand to cup her chin and move her face so he could see it. He delicately stroked the reddish pink marks that confirmed his suspicions.
"You've been crying." He said, more in a tone of asking even though he knew the truth. She blushed somewhat, almost ashamed. She shook her head slowly, before looking at him and responding.
"No, it was just-" she began, before he cut her off by placing a pale finger over her lips. Keeping her chin in his hand, he raised her head up a bit and leaned in towards her. She closed her eyes for some reason. Her first thought was that his ice blue orbs were boring into her hazel eyes, but she felt it wasn't that. It was something else, something she couldn't understand. She opened her eyes in surprise again when she felt his tongue tracing the marks left by her tears. She was surprised. He stopped and pulled her close to him again with both hands. Her head was still raised, so that he spoke into her ear tickling the sensitive skin.
"You have. I can taste the salt on your skin." He spoke, then letting her rest her head in the crook of his neck once more. She spoke no more, as he lightly ran his fingers through her long chestnut hair. Maya couldn't question her feelings at that moment. At that moment she was satisfied. Suddenly it didn't matter that she felt like she was losing herself anymore. As long as he held her, she wouldn't care. Outwardly, Maya's body lost the tension that held it so still and she felt as though she were falling into him. In her mind, Maya no longer existed at that moment.
And Draco Malfoy wouldn't have it any other way.
AN
I am such a tease! Bwahahahahahaha! Yeah, I realize the rating on this story is getting higher lately. It's odd, because I guess I've been writing on subject material I'm not supposed to be reading since I started fanfics. But I can't help it! I blame it all on Draco!
Draco: Eh? Why me? You write it all. I just get the girl. Maya heaved over shoulder
Kita: whaps Draco and takes Maya back Not yet! I mean how long have you known the poor girl? You do what I tell you in the story, and leave my poor little OC intact!
Draco: Don't you know that's my job? Fan Girls just love writing about me taking advantage of cute little innocent OCs like Maya. I don't see the problem.
Kita: And this folks, is why I don't own characters like him! J.K. Rowling has truly let a monster out into the world!
To my reviewers:
Armadia- Hehe. Poor little Armadia suffering from my horribly short chapter. Sorry, but I thought it might be cute. Plus considering the way time is going… I have to make something happen and stuff. I bet you just can't wait for the Dark Lord to come into the story!
