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Talia: MWHAHAHA.
Evil Squirrel: MEEEHAHAHAHAAHAHA!
Dreah: Where is Evil Ducky?
Evil Squirrel: I gagged him and threw him in a locked closet with no food and hardly any oxygen
Dreah: I LOVE THIS SQUIRREL!
Chapter 26: Malfoys don't apologize.
Dreah was just putting her last new item of clothing into her drawer, when she heard a knock at her window. Figuring that it must be an owl, she turned around. "What are you doing here, Malfoy!?" she exclaimed as she opened the window. Since it was Saturday, Dreah had switched to the Gryffindor dormitory. "To see you" he drawled, jumping off his broom and through the window. "HEY GET OUT! BEFORE I GET MY CAMERA AND SMACK YOU AGAIN!" Dreah exclaimed, inching towards her desk with the camera on it. "We need to get some things straight. I didn't do anything to hurt you." He explained. "Oh, I see. This is your form of an apology." Dreah observed, curiously. "No! I have nothing to apologize for, Amara jumped on me! I couldn't stop her!" he defended. "Sure, and then in just the spur of the moment your lips met hers; am I right?" Dreah asked, arranging her candy from her trip to Hogsmeade on her desk. "No! I did not kiss her! She kissed me!" he exclaimed, helplessly. "Sure. Why don't you just apologize already? Maybe then we can get on and hate each other for the rest of our lives in peace." Dreah muttered, stacking an every flavor beans box on top of a box of vegetable flavored skittles. "Malfoys don't apologize" Draco said, stubbornly. "Besides, it meant nothing to me." "Just like I meant nothing to you?" Dreah questioned. "NO! You meant something! I mean....If she really meant something to me would I do this?" he asked.
Before Dreah could ask what exactly he was going to do, Draco trapped her against the wall and crashed his lips into hers. This wasn't like the kisses that they had shared in the Hospital wing; this was harsh and full of lust; not innocent and sweet. His mouth explored hers with a passion and she melted to the spot as his strong hands ran up and down her back. Dreah knew it was wrong, and that he would break her heart but she kissed back with an equal passion to his. Her hands found the front of his shirt as she ripped it open and let her fingertips explore his muscular chest. She sighed, and his tongue greedily stroked hers; exploring her mouth and running over her own tongue. Dreah moaned involuntarily, as she let her hands explore his shoulders, and back. Draco's hands stopped caressing her back as he slowly undid the buttons of Dreah's shirt; revealing a lacy red bra. She gasped in shock as the feel of his cool fingertips grazed her stomach. Draco somehow led her to the bed and pushed her onto it. Dreah squeaked, as he did so. She complained as his lips left hers, but a soft moan replaced the words of protest as he kissed his way slowly down her neck, savoring the taste of her skin. Dreah whimpered as he bit a particularly sensitive spot on her neck. Just a few moments after Dreah had found his lips again she kissed her way to the beauty mark on the left side of his neck, making him growl in pleasure. Dreah smirked, as she heard him moan when she slightly flicked her tongue over his collar bone and blew. Just when Dreah was about to find his lips again they heard a voice outside the door.
Draco jumped off of Dreah and grabbed his shirt and tie, and then he hopped onto his broom and quickly flew away from the tower. Dreah quickly slid on her shirt, quickly doing up the buttons (Why was the top two missing?) and messily shoving on her tie. She looked up innocently as Ginny Weasley entered the room. Ginny raised an eyebrow, as she walked in to see a innocently guilty looking Dreah; her blonde hair had strands sticking up oddly and was messed up almost beyond recognition, her lips were swollen and three hickies were splashed onto her neck, not to mention that she was wearing a shirt too big for her and she smelled of cologne. "Nice shirt" Ginny commented. Dreah looked down to see that instead of her shirt, she accidentally had Draco's on. She blushed and muttered "Draco must've taken the wrong one." Ginny heard this, but pretended not to. "Excuse me, did you say something?" the youngest Weasley slyly asked. Dreah blushed deep crimson red and said "Um, nothing." "You suspiciously smell like you're wearing the same cologne as Draco Malfoy." Ginny observed. Dreah's cheeks were almost as red as blood by now "Damn it! I admit it then, I was just snogging the shirt off of Draco Malfoy on my bed, literally." She admitted. Ginny chuckled, but said. "I don't need the details. But you might want to hide those hickies." Dreah squeaked and ran off to the bathroom, dearly hoping that Talia never got wind of this.
Talia: MWHAHAHA.
Evil Squirrel: MEEEHAHAHAHAAHAHA!
Dreah: Where is Evil Ducky?
Evil Squirrel: I gagged him and threw him in a locked closet with no food and hardly any oxygen
Dreah: I LOVE THIS SQUIRREL!
Chapter 26: Malfoys don't apologize.
Dreah was just putting her last new item of clothing into her drawer, when she heard a knock at her window. Figuring that it must be an owl, she turned around. "What are you doing here, Malfoy!?" she exclaimed as she opened the window. Since it was Saturday, Dreah had switched to the Gryffindor dormitory. "To see you" he drawled, jumping off his broom and through the window. "HEY GET OUT! BEFORE I GET MY CAMERA AND SMACK YOU AGAIN!" Dreah exclaimed, inching towards her desk with the camera on it. "We need to get some things straight. I didn't do anything to hurt you." He explained. "Oh, I see. This is your form of an apology." Dreah observed, curiously. "No! I have nothing to apologize for, Amara jumped on me! I couldn't stop her!" he defended. "Sure, and then in just the spur of the moment your lips met hers; am I right?" Dreah asked, arranging her candy from her trip to Hogsmeade on her desk. "No! I did not kiss her! She kissed me!" he exclaimed, helplessly. "Sure. Why don't you just apologize already? Maybe then we can get on and hate each other for the rest of our lives in peace." Dreah muttered, stacking an every flavor beans box on top of a box of vegetable flavored skittles. "Malfoys don't apologize" Draco said, stubbornly. "Besides, it meant nothing to me." "Just like I meant nothing to you?" Dreah questioned. "NO! You meant something! I mean....If she really meant something to me would I do this?" he asked.
Before Dreah could ask what exactly he was going to do, Draco trapped her against the wall and crashed his lips into hers. This wasn't like the kisses that they had shared in the Hospital wing; this was harsh and full of lust; not innocent and sweet. His mouth explored hers with a passion and she melted to the spot as his strong hands ran up and down her back. Dreah knew it was wrong, and that he would break her heart but she kissed back with an equal passion to his. Her hands found the front of his shirt as she ripped it open and let her fingertips explore his muscular chest. She sighed, and his tongue greedily stroked hers; exploring her mouth and running over her own tongue. Dreah moaned involuntarily, as she let her hands explore his shoulders, and back. Draco's hands stopped caressing her back as he slowly undid the buttons of Dreah's shirt; revealing a lacy red bra. She gasped in shock as the feel of his cool fingertips grazed her stomach. Draco somehow led her to the bed and pushed her onto it. Dreah squeaked, as he did so. She complained as his lips left hers, but a soft moan replaced the words of protest as he kissed his way slowly down her neck, savoring the taste of her skin. Dreah whimpered as he bit a particularly sensitive spot on her neck. Just a few moments after Dreah had found his lips again she kissed her way to the beauty mark on the left side of his neck, making him growl in pleasure. Dreah smirked, as she heard him moan when she slightly flicked her tongue over his collar bone and blew. Just when Dreah was about to find his lips again they heard a voice outside the door.
Draco jumped off of Dreah and grabbed his shirt and tie, and then he hopped onto his broom and quickly flew away from the tower. Dreah quickly slid on her shirt, quickly doing up the buttons (Why was the top two missing?) and messily shoving on her tie. She looked up innocently as Ginny Weasley entered the room. Ginny raised an eyebrow, as she walked in to see a innocently guilty looking Dreah; her blonde hair had strands sticking up oddly and was messed up almost beyond recognition, her lips were swollen and three hickies were splashed onto her neck, not to mention that she was wearing a shirt too big for her and she smelled of cologne. "Nice shirt" Ginny commented. Dreah looked down to see that instead of her shirt, she accidentally had Draco's on. She blushed and muttered "Draco must've taken the wrong one." Ginny heard this, but pretended not to. "Excuse me, did you say something?" the youngest Weasley slyly asked. Dreah blushed deep crimson red and said "Um, nothing." "You suspiciously smell like you're wearing the same cologne as Draco Malfoy." Ginny observed. Dreah's cheeks were almost as red as blood by now "Damn it! I admit it then, I was just snogging the shirt off of Draco Malfoy on my bed, literally." She admitted. Ginny chuckled, but said. "I don't need the details. But you might want to hide those hickies." Dreah squeaked and ran off to the bathroom, dearly hoping that Talia never got wind of this.