7

Dump Him

A couple weeks later, Draco had healed quite miraculously. He would take walks on his crutched with Adrienne, and they would try to talk. The conversation was always forced for him, he had never had a girl that was only his friend before. She didn't mind it though as she had tons of friends that were boys. Life was going good for her, but not for him.

He hated not being able to fly his broom, he hated having to watch Adrienne and Harry kiss and cuddle, he hated the situation he was stuck in, he couldn't escape the anger it forced on him. Harry still had it in for him, and still got angry when Adrienne was around Draco. Nothing had changed, and Draco was the only one who could see that.

A couple more weeks and he was completely healed, although it still hurt him sometimes. Draco and Adrienne were walking when he stumbled and grabbed Adrienne's hand. Harry saw this and glared at Draco, who glared back. Draco leaned down and whispered in Adrienne's ear, "I need to talk to you when we get back." Upon seeing this, Harry began to walk over, ready to kill Draco, but Ron Weasley pulled him back.

As soon as they got to the Prefect dorm, Draco collapsed on his bed, carefully lifting his leg up to rest on a pillow. He was going to make her aware of what was annoying him, whether she wanted to believe it or not.

"Adrienne, I have to talk to you," he began, beckoning her to him. "It's about Potter." Adrienne groaned and came out of the bathroom, folding her arms across her chest.

"We've been through this, haven't we?"

"No, we haven't. I don't care whether he's 'The Boy Who Lived' or Quidditch star, or sexiest man alive, he doesn't deserve you!" His tone yelled at her and slapped her square across the face.

"How would you know anything about that, Malfoy? Like you even care about this!"

"Of course I care!"

"Why should I believe that? For the first six years of us knowing each other, you've been nothing but vile, rude, and disgusting. Why now do you care!"

"You wanted me to be your friend, and now I'm telling you, as a friend, he will hurt you someday, just wait and see."

"That's rich, coming from your family."

"My father is a severely fucked up man, I am not like him!" Adrienne scoffed

"I'm sure you'll be just the same, Malfoy. Just the same."

"How dare you! I would never lay a violent finger on someone I love or care about, ever! My father does these things to me because in my line of clood, I am destined to become a death-eater, and things like that will happen to me as one. He had no choice, I have no choice!" Draco yelled, getting to his feet.

"Then don't follow Voldemort, you stupid ass!"

"Bitch!"

"Basterd!"

"Ho!"

"Ass hole!"

"Skank!"

"Dumbass!"

"Know-It-All!"

"Gorgeous!"

"Sex God!"

They're lips locked immediately, images flashing before their eyes. A black dragon, a white unicorn, other images from Adrienne's dream. The red dragons swarming the two figure, then a black shadowy figure emerging from the sea of red that had surrounded it. A whinnying sound and they both gasped, breaking free of each other.

"What was that?" Draco asked no one in particular, his hand covering his mouth.

"They were visions from my dream. That was the dream I've been having lately- a lot lately." She brought her fingers to her lips, they were tingling. She and Draco looked at each other and walked towards each other, every second knowing that they wanted more. They're lips touched, waiting for more images to pop into their heads. They never came, all that was there was them and their kiss.

As their kiss grew deeper, Adrienne wrapped her arms around his neck, feeling the course hairs on the back of his neck. This gave him chills, but he liked it. She smiled while kissing him, she couldn't get enough of it. He put his hand on the small of her back and pulled her closer to him. They made out for what seemed like forever, but was only a few minutes.

They broke away for a moment and locked looked into each other's eyes. "What are we doing?" Adrienne asked him.

"Snogging," Draco said simply. He just wanted to kiss her again. Adrienne laughed.

"Draco!" he smiled at her. "We hate each other, or we're only friends. And I have a boyfriend," she gasped, her voice picked up speed. "Oh no! Harry! What am I going to do about Harry? We just got back together, not I'm breaking his trust? What will my friends say, should I tell them? I mean we were just talking and then we just kissed and the dream, what was that whinnying? Oh, Harry! Ohmygodohmygodohmygod, what will I--?"

Draco had placed a finger on her lips, shushing her. She stopped talking and looked up into his eyes as her move his hand to her chin.

"Dump him," he smirked as he lifted her chin up and brought her lips to his. She smiled and returned the kiss frivolously, slipping her hand down to his side and under his shirt. He was a much better kisser than Harry, Harry seemed like he didn't know what he was doing and was sloppy and uncaring. Draco, on the other hand, felt like he knew everything about her, like he wanted it to last and last.

But what about Harry?

Adrienne couldn't sleep that night, her mind was too busy. She was either thinking of Draco or Harry, good or bad. She knew that Harry hadn't changed, but didn't want to admit it. What should she do? Should she dump him, go out with Draco instead? Should she tell him about the kiss and hope for the best?

Adrienne sat up in her bed, clinging tightly to one of her pillows. She looked at Draco, he was sleeping peacefully. His sheets were down at this waist, and he was shirtless yet again. This made her happy.

She pulled her sheets back, slowly stepping out of her bed. She quietly walked over and sat on his bed, placing a soft kiss on his lips.

"Want me that bad, huh?" he said, eyes still closed. Adrienne laughed.

"Yea, well, you know. I couldn't control myself. I mean your Sex Godliness is just too overwhelming." Draco chuckled, opening his eyes finally. He sat up keeping the sheets pulled down. Adrienne danced like the iPod commercials in her head.

"I try," he gave her a quick kiss on the lips. "Did you need something?"

Adrienne slowly nodded, saying, "Yes, actually. I need to know something." Draco stared at her, waiting for her to finish. "Is this, this 'love of snogging' we have, is that all that is? Are we snogging partners and that's all?" Draco's gaze softened. "I mean, do you like me? If I dump Harry, will you make a move or stand your ground? Tell me what you'll do."

Draco paused and leaned his head against the wall behind him. "Well first," he began, lifting his head from the wall and looking into her eyes. "I would do this." He kissed her slowly and passionately, taking her hands in his. "And then, I would say these words. 'Adrienne, I think that you're a really good kisser and are beautiful and smart and funny, and I love that. Now that you've dumped the useless garbage, how's about trying something a little more worth it?'" He smiled, and winked and her. She giggled.

"Well then I'd say 'Draco Malfoy, I think you're a lovely snogger as well, and that you live up to your title as Slytherin Sex God. I'll try you on, see if I like you. But don't be so certain that I'll keep you around, cuz there are plenty of items available for this customer. You may just be another discount sale item." She kissed his cheek and went to the bathroom, going to the mini- fridge (yes, they get a mini-fridge). She got a bag of ice and placed it in his hand. "Oh, would you like some ice for that burn?" and she quickly turned off the lights and went to sleep, leaving Draco dumbfounded with a bag of ice in his hand. (was that not the most stupid joke in the history of forever?)