Chapter 11
"Night Dray," Carmella said walking into the girl's dorms, he slicked back his silvery hair and smiled at her.
"Night babe," he said kissing her on the lips; she smiled before regaining her trademark pout. He gestured towards his bedroom, quite suggestively, and Carmella rolled her eyes.
"Follow me," she said grabbing his wrist and dragging him up two flights of stairs, they stood facing a large oak door, with the words 'Prefect Dormitories' on it in gold writing. Draco looked around and then at her, she rolled her eyes and let go of his wrist. She slowly turned the brass door handle, and stepped inside beckoning him to come in. Draco stayed where he was. "Come in then," she said pulling him in by the collar of his robes.
"What about the prefects, wont we get caught," Draco said locking the door as he closed it behind him.
"No, the prefects are away on school business, they have been away for some time now, some of us have noticed." She said sarcastically, "There is no way we will get caught. Anyway, I don't know what you think we will get caught doing," she smirked, a smirk which rivalled even Draco's.
"Yeah, yeah, I think you know. Anyways, I've always wanted to come in here," he said staring around the place. Carmella flopped on the nearest bed removing her shoes. He sat down next to her and played with her hair. They sat there in silence, Draco thinking what every typical boy would be thinking in this situation, and Carmella was thinking about how she was supposed to wait until she was married to do such a thing, as was every other pureblood woman. She smiled at how disappointed Draco would be if she said it to him.
"Dray," she said sitting up on the bed and removing her robes, "I'm not supposed to," he sighed and removed his robes to. Carmella raised her eyebrows to his lack of garments.
"So, like you haven't broken rules before," he said coolly, trying to persuade her. Carmella thought for a while, and reasoned with him.
"True, but…" she did want to but, she was trying to toy with him. He lent forward and rested his chin on his hand.
"Fine, I wont force you then," he stood up and gathered up his robes, about to leave. He reached the door and turned to say good night to Carmella. When he turned around Carmella was standing there in nothing but her school shirt and a pair of lacy French knickers. His jaw dropped at how beautiful she looked. He felt himself stiffen, and walked towards her embracing her in a kiss. She smiled at his lack of control as he tried desperately to undo his buttons off his shirt. Exasperated, she threw him on the bed and crawled on top of him. She kissed him and then ripped off his shirt sending buttons flying everywhere. He smirked at how desperately she wanted him, and it was true. As she kissed his chest she noticed how toned and tanned it was, he was perfect. She pulled his shirt over his shoulders tossing it to the floor. He flipped her onto her back and kissed all down her neck causing her to moan. He kissed her soothingly on the lips, each one washing over her, she moaned into the next one. Draco smirked. He undid her top buttons and kissed the top of her breasts, she moaned louder, which made him do it more. He undid the rest of them and threw her shirt to one side. He slid off his trousers on his own and Carmella could feel the bulge in his pants increasing in size. He unhooked her lacy bra and gazed at her perfect body, it's just right he thought as he massaged them, causing goose bumps to line her skin. He teasingly bit into her nipples and then slid down her chuckling at her knickers. "Nice underwear," he said kissing her stomach.
"Thanks," she said lying there panting softly. Draco was good, well even though she had nothing to compare him to, but from her knowledge he was amazing. He grabbed her hips and sat her up she played with his messy blonde hair as he stood up, and grabbed her chin. He pulled her in for an amazing kiss. This time she lightly bit his lip, not hard enough to hurt, but just right which caused him to moan. He felt his cock stiffen and looked down at his Calvin Klein boxers, desperate to whip them off and bury his hard cock inside this beautiful half naked girl in front of him. But he wanted her to wait for him, just so it got to the moment when she was begging for him.
"Draco, that-" Draco kissed her passionately but tenderly grabbing the back of her neck and running his hand down her back until he reached the top on her knickers. He ripped them off, and ran his hand up her thigh, making her moan pleasurably for more. Their breath quickened, their heart rates increased and he slid down his boxers. The rumours had been true, he was rather large and Carmella's eyes widened at its size. She flipped him over so she was sitting on top of him caressing his chest and making her way further down. He screamed excitedly, growing in size quite rapidly. She got on her knees and then after some time released him, before he came into her mouth, his orgasms where getting louder and louder and Carmella knew she was doing a good job.
"Oh, my!" Carmella screamed as he ran his fingers over her back swooping her in for another one of his kisses. He was slow, but pleasurable and this combination made Carmella have her first orgasm. He chuckled at how easy it was to please her and he thought it was time to give her some real pleasure. So he picked her up and placed her in the centre of the bed and crawled onto her. He slid down her and licked around her vagina, her wetness was obvious and he had pleased her enough. He crawled back up her and kissed her on the forehead. "Go for it," she said in a humorous manner. She gripped the bed sheets tightly and bit her lip. Draco didn't really know what he was doing properly but guessed that it would be less painful for her if he did it in one hard thrust. He kissed her on the lips for the last time as a virgin, and then he thrust his hips forwards rapidly. Carmella winced from the pain as her woman hood broke sending a small pool of blood to soak into the sheets. But soon enough the pain was taken over by pleasure as Draco thrust his hips faster and faster. "Fucking hell!" Carmella screamed cleverly raising her hips to meet his thrusts in perfect rhythm. Draco knew this time he was doing a good job; he didn't want to be know for a lot of things, but for lousy sex would have to be the worst. Carmella's breath quickened and she gripped his shoulders as she had her final orgasm, which caused the two of them to be lost in a sea of moans, screams and hip thrusting. Finally Draco pulled out, just before he ejaculated all over the bed sheets. They regained their normal heart rates and smiled at each other. He kissed her again and she moaned, but he knew for her sake that they didn't want to do what they just did, for a while.
"How was I?" he said crawling under the bed sheets, Carmella clambered under too, wrapping her arms around his waist and kissing him on the nose. It hurt more than she had expected and she felt a little queasy.
"You where okay," she said smirking, Draco frowned.
"Okay? Just okay? Your moans told a different story," he joked; she hit him lightly on the arm.
"Yeah, yeah, like you can talk I almost killed you with my great sex," Carmella said snuggling up to him feeling the warmth of his body against her stomach.
"Oww, what's that?" he said pulling back the bed sheets. He stared at her, and noticed the belly button ring, which had obviously rubbed against him.
"Oh sorry that's just my belly button piercing," she said covering it up.
"No don't," he said pulling her hand away, "it's sexy," he stared at her before cuddling her again. He nuzzled his chin into the hairs on the back of her head. Carmella giggled and they fell into a deep sleep.
"Morning Harry," Melody said yawning and pulling on her nightgown. Harry looked up from a newspaper he was reading in the common room.
"Oh, hi," he handed her the newspaper. She took it off him and skimmed the page he had handed her.
"Thanks this is really useful," she gave it back, "me and Hermione have been looking for dresses everywhere, but none so far, we will defiantly go there," Harry looked outside it was about eight o'clock and they had to be leaving for Hogsmead in about an hour. At that moment Ron and Hermione trudged down the steps. Melody smiled at them before plonking herself down on the sofa next to Harry.
"Yeah, it's Hogsmead today!" Hermione said excitedly. Ron rolled his eyes women he thought staring at Hermione who was now making her way to the girls dorms to get dressed.
"Wait up!" Melody called chasing after Hermione.
"Women," Harry and Ron said simultaneously.
"Oh Melody you should defiantly wear this," Ginny said holding up a short denim skirt in front of Melody who took it off her. It was her favourite Levi skirt.
"Umm, yeah, but what top?" Melody ruffled through her trunk pulling out a baby pink t-shirt. The girls nodded in agreement, before returning to get dressed themselves. "These trainers?" Melody said holding up her brand new, pink K-Swiss, tongue twisters her mother had sent her by owl, just last week. The girls nodded and where slightly jealous. Melody whipped her GHDs out of her trunk and turned them on, they worked. Hermione spun around to ask her on her choice of jeans.
"What! That's not supposed to work in Hogwarts," she gasped staring at the hair straightners in her hand.
"Fred and George," Melody explained straightening the front section of her hair.
"Oh, that explains a lot," Ginny, said giggling. Melody finished her hair and stared in the mirror. She put her make-up on carefully, doing Hermione's in the same way.
"Um, Mel, will you do my hair," Hermione said frustrated, throwing down her brush on the bed.
"Yeah, sure," Melody said walking over towards Hermione and grabbing a piece of her hair. After much effort Melody had completed Hermione's hair, which was now beautifully straight and shiny. "There," Melody said finally spritzing some wizarding; 'hold in place' hair spray, which Melody found lasted days. Much better than the muggle stuff, at the bottom of her trunk.
"Oh Merlin, Hermione you look gorgeous!" Ginny said nearly stumbling back. Hermione was wearing a pair of jeans, fitted but not tight, and a strappy t-shirt with a cotton jumper over the top, "so do you," she said staring in awe at Melody, who usually looked good, but today she looked amazing, like a perfect goddess.
"Thanks, you look really pretty Ginny," Melody, said to Ginny who was wearing a rather short pink ra-ra skirt and a revealing, low cut white top. She blushed, Hermione nodded to show she felt the same way. Melody slipped on her shoes and placed her money in her bag. The girls strolled down the stairs, the rest of the Gryffindor fourth and fifth years where waiting for them in the common room, along with professor Magonigal. Seamus' eyes and the rest of the guy's eyes widened at the sight of these three girls emerging from the alcove and joining them, camouflaging into the crowd.
"Wow, you look amazing Melody!" Seamus said holding her hand. Melody blushed.
"Thanks, you look great too," she looked down. Ron couldn't take his eyes off Hermione, he barely recognised her, her once frizzy, untamed hair, was now sleek, smooth and hanging about her elbows, reflecting the light.
"Hermione your hair!" Harry exclaimed stroking it. She flicked it back, displaying her face, which had make-up on it, highlighting her best features and increasing them one thousand times. He gasped, Hermione pointed in the direction of Melody who beamed slightly. "Good work Mel," Harry said still not believing this was the same Hermione that had been his best friend for five years. Hermione blushed.
"Ugh, Hogsmead," Ron said quietly so that Magonigal would not hear them, she was now making her way around the room ticking people's names off a piece of parchment.
"Oh, I'm looking forward to it," Melody said applying another coat of mascara, emphasising her beautiful green eyes. Ron screwed up his face in disagreement.
"Uhh!" Carmella screamed trying to smoothen out her blonde locks. Draco shook his head, he had gotten ready ages ago, but Carmella was still prancing about in a denim skirt and a Wonderbra.
"Come on Carmella, we have to be leaving in like half an hour," he pleaded tugging on her arm. She shooed him away and went back to brushing her hair, until she was completely satisfied, Draco thought it looked the same as it did before. She then went on to try on nearly every t-shirt she owned before choosing a silky, green one which showed rather a lot of cleavage, Draco nearly drooled.
"Ready!" she said tossing down her make-up bag, she looked radiant, "oh, thanks for last night," she said biting her lip seductively. Draco grabbed her arm and pulled her in for a soft kiss, fiery but gentle. That said enough and Carmella pouted before closing the prefect door behind her. They crept down the stairs so as not to be caught by anyone and headed for the common room. Everyone was gathered around the sofas, professor Snape emerged from the portrait door silencing with his very presence.
"Hogsmead is not my favourite time of year, so don't you little twerps make it even worse," he boomed sweeping back his greasy hair.
"Obviously, Snape's not in a very good mood," Carmella joked leaning on Draco, he laughed quietly.
"Everyone here?" he said hurriedly. Some murmurs from the first years started, "speak up!" he said staring at a first year, who mumbled something about one of her friends not being here, "Oh well," he said coldly, "never liked her much anyway," the first year looked on the brink of crying. The rest of the Slytherins giggled, "come on then, follow me," he said opening the portrait door, the Slytherins filed out following their head of year to the courtyard, where all the other houses where waiting for them. Filch collected in their permission slips and they boarded the train. (Correct me if I'm wrong.)
"This one's free," Harry said opening the door to a compartment and immediately claiming the window seat as his own. The rest of them filed in, Ron couldn't have sitting any closer to Hermione.
"Where do you guys wanna go first?" Hermione said excitedly.
"Um, to get our robes?" Harry suggested. They agreed.
"So, have you decided who to bring to the ball?" Melody asked Ginny who was just joining them. She smiled at her.
"Um, yeah, it's Justin," she blushed at the looks her brother was giving her.
"Justin Finch-Fletchley?" melody said dumbstruck, they all stared at her strangely.
"How do you know him?" Hermione asked quizzically.
"He is on the quidditch team, and we where talking in quidditch practise, which someone didn't come to," she said staring at Harry.
"I forgot," he said sticking his tongue out at her; she frowned at his childishness.
"Draco?" Carmella said teasingly.
"Yes?" he asked.
"Do you like me?" she said biting her bottom lip.
"No," he said, she began to feel extremely upset, "I love you," he kissed he passionately.
"I love you too," she said holding his hand and repaying him his kiss.
"We're here!" Hermione said jumping up and pulling Melody with her. The two years departed the train. They stood in front of the teachers, and Magonigal started.
"Now, be careful, and um…"
"Meet us back here in three hours," Snape said butting in rudely. The students grew excited and then split bustling about in different directions. Magonigal scolded Snape; the Slytherin and Gryffindor teachers had tension too.
"Over here," Harry said pointing towards a shop, it was rather dated and had the words, 'Robes For All Occasions' written on the front although it had a few words missing and actually spelt 'obes For Al casions' Melody giggled.
"Let's get our robes first," Ron suggested moments too late. They pushed open the door, and where greeted by the light tinkling of a bell.
"Hello?" a small, plump lady said coming out from around the back.
"Yes," Hermione said, "we are here to get some robes for our school Yule Ball,"
"Oh, splendid!" the lady exclaimed rubbing her hands together, "you first," she said pointing towards Ron.
"Me?" he said stepping backwards, "why me?" the lady sighed and grabbed his arm. She stood back examining him, before drawing her wand. Within a flick of her wrist, Ron was standing there in a dark purple suit. She smiled and he turned to face the gang.
"You look lovely Ron," Ginny said, they all agreed and he bought it, the lady smiled at her great skills.
"Who will be next?" she said pulling Harry forward, giving him little or no time to resist, "now let's see," she paused before waving her wand, and dressing him in a dark blue suit. He too chose this suit and after much persuasion Seamus and Neville bought their robes, one a green velvet suit, for Neville and for Seamus a brown suit which Melody chose after having an argument with the shop keeper, who tried to say that he would look lovely in a pink suit. They all very much disagreed.
"I still think pink is your colour," she said handing him his bag with the suit in it. She smiled, Melody noticed rather maliciously at her, "you," she said beckoning her forward. Melody took a few steps forward, "Dressundio!" the shopkeeper screamed pointing her wand at Melody, she hadn't done this to the rest of them. Harry stood forward defensively. Just before he nearly ripped the lady's head off, he stopped, dumbstruck, his feet froze to the spot and his jaw hung open at the sight of Melody.
"How do I look," she said spinning around. Her dress was a blood red colour, tight at her hips, but then it hung loosely around her feet. The top was strappy, crossed at the back and improved her cup by a size, or two at least. Her hair was piled on her head in a mass of curls, some tumbling down to frame her face.
"Amazing!" Ron blurted out covering his mouth with his hands, blushing furiously. Seamus' eyes where as wide as saucers. Harry finally closed his mouth and the shopkeeper grinned.
"Take a look," she said pointing towards a large mirror, with a thick oak frame. Melody stepped towards it, gasping.
"I'll defiantly have it," Melody said handing her a gold coin, Ginny was envious of her beauty and wished she looked as good as Melody on the night of the Yule Ball.
"I should think so," the shopkeeper said flicking her wand and returning Melody to her usual self, still gorgeous, but not as gorgeous as she just looked, "I knew you had potential, that is why I preformed that charm on you." Melody blushed; she often received complements and never knew how to react in situations like those.
"Thanks," Melody said taking her dress off her. Hermione and Ginny bought rather similar dresses, a light blueish colour, and extremely flattering. Ron once again gawped, like a codfish at Hermione.
"Well, we must be off," Melody said walking towards the door and turning the handle. The rest of them followed suit, and after saying their goodbyes stepped outside into the chilly air. Melody looked around, other Hogwarts students where clambering into shops, probably to get out of the coldness.
"Where to next?" Neville asked looking at the gang.
"Anyone hungry?" Ron said, with a look on his face which the gang read as 'I am'. Hermione giggled.
"No, that's just you Ron," Harry said walking off.
"Where you going?" Seamus called after him.
"Let's show Melody around," he called over his shoulder.
"Wait up!" Hermione called running after him, the rest of them did so too. They walked along a cobbled street, meeting Lavender Brown, and Colin Creevy along the way having a battle of tongues. They walked passed them uncomfortably, and into a dingy pub on the corner of a street.
"Hey!" they turned to see Luna Lovegood, waving at them from over by the bar. She walked over to them and greeted them with a wave.
"Hi Luna, this our friend Mel-"
"Melody," she interrupted Hermione shaking Melody's hand violently, quite like the way Madame Hooch had done. Melody smiled awkwardly at Luna who was now telling Neville about her summer holiday in Spain.
"… and the bull almost ripped my head off, so I charmed it… the food was great… the fashion was not so good," Hermione tried not to laugh, Luna was wearing bright yellow flares, and knew almost nothing of fashion.
"… Madrid was so gre-"
"Over here!" Ron called from a corner of the pub, no one noticed him leave to find a table, he waved and they went over to sit with him. Luna huffed after being interrupted rudely, but sat with them anyway.
"What you 'avin?" a young looking witch said with a notepad in her hand.
"I'll have the special," Ron replied putting down a menu that was on the table. She wrote something on the notepad.
"I'll have an ale," Melody said.
"Are you old enough?" the witch said forcing her eyes into hers.
"Yes," Melody replied not flinching. The witch rolled her eyes and again wrote something on the notepad.
"A pumpkin juice," Harry said.
"Make that two," Seamus said before the witch could write anything.
"A glass of punch," Hermione said, "non alcoholic," she added quickly as an afterthought.
"I'll have a root beer," Neville said.
"An you?" the witch said pointing her quill at Luna, who was now interested in a book, titled 'the life and death of Simone River, Africa's famous witch'. Luna looked up at her and thought for a while, before finally answering.
"I shall have a glass of water," the witch murmured curses under her breath and something about the young people of today.
"So, are you enjoying Hogwarts?" Neville asked Melody.
"Yeah, it's great, but I miss my mum, you know," she said taking a sip of her ale, which just arrived.
"Yeah," he replied sympathetically.
" There is a quidditch match coming up, against Slytherin," Harry said lightening the mood of everyone.
"Oh, great," Ron said, sarcastically, Melody noticed, she hit him lightly around the head. He stroked his messy red hair in the exact spot she had hit him. He scolded her but continued eating.
They ate and drank, until their bodies couldn't consume anymore, paid, stepping once more into the chilly, winters afternoon breeze.
"We've got an hour until we have to go, where do you guys wanna go next?" Hermione asked buttoning her cardigan up further.
"Well, well what have we got here?" that was an all too familiar voice.