Chapter 25: What Happens Next

A/n: Hey guys! Thanks for all my reviews! I love them! I am back on track with this story and once I finish it I will be able to work on the others. It might take me a week or so to come up with chapters as I write them in twos, but I have not forgotten all my loyal fans! And for those who care: I am no longer single! (woohoo…and no I'm not back with the same guy, a different one). So, hopefully I have my muse back,

Well, on with the story:

When their lips parted Ebony was still smiling. What she had discovered had impressed her and disturbed her at the same time. Why that pleased her, she had no idea.

"You thought I would cheat on you? With Ron?" she almost laughed at the audacity of that sentiment.

"That's what it looked like. And when Zabini caught you, you acted as guilty as a kid caught with one hand in the cookie jar." He explained, a bit uncomfortable. He had no idea what she had asked him.
"Why did you kiss me?" she asked.

"Because you said you wanted to be with me." he responded simply, smiling as her eyes widened in surprise.

"I did?"

"Yes, you did." Ebony couldn't believe what she was hearing. What else could he have asked me? She wondered.

Wait! If I don't know what he asked me, he doesn't know what I asked him! She grinned at this.

"What?" he asked, not trusting the look that he saw sweep across her face.

"Oh, nothing." She sung,

"We have more important thing to discuss."

"Like what?"

"Like us."

"Oh."

"Yes. Now that the truth is apparently out in the open we need to decide what we are going to do about it."

"Well, you want to be with me-"

"And you still care about me." She interrupted.

"Yes, so the most likely result is that we should be together." He concluded, leaning towards her for another kiss. Ebony, however, easily stopped him with her arm.

"Wait a minute, Romeo. What about Ginny?"

"Ginny? Oh, she's no more than a piece of ass to bang when I'm lonely." He explained nonchalantly. The ease made Ebony stiffed.

"Well, how do I know you won't go back to her anytime "you're lonely" if we got back together?" she raised an eyebrow at him.

"Because I told her things are over. For good. She's too filthy for me anyways. Her dad's just as good as a mudblood. Besides, she was getting too clingy. I only went to her to distract me from the thought and pain of you cheating."

Ebony felt nothing but fury at this statement. Mudblood! She felt herself scream. But she remembered he was a Slytherine. She had to remain indifferent to such a heinous insult.

"Fine, but if I catch you with her ever again I will never speak to you. Never." She felt her fury come out and tried as hard as she could to master it.

"Ok. I get it." Draco told her, a little afraid at her anger. She must really hate Ginny he mused.

"And as for us," Ebony continued to speak, her hands entangling themselves with his, "we are going to take things slow. No rushing so there will be no jealousy. And if we think something is wrong talk it out first."

"Ok." Draco agreed. They were both too passionate; they tended to act on emotion; they just needed to slow down and think.

"Ok." He repeated and kissed her softly.

"Ok." She replied and deepened the kiss.

Draco was happy. Ebony and he were back together; he was doing better in potions; his life made sense. Everything was going good. That is, until his bird decided to wake him up at three in the morning.

Groaning, Draco tried to ignore him and fall back asleep. The bird, however, proved persistent. The constant tapping grew louder and faster in tempo. He continued until Draco was forced to get out of bed.

"Azure, what the hell could be that important?" he moaned as he opened his window. The tawny and white bird hopped in and onto the bed post, a single note attached to his talon.

"From father." Draco recognized the parchment immediately. As he opened it, the handwriting only implemented this conclusion further.

It was a short letter, simple in stature:

Remember your mission. Keep her close. You need to complete your task on the full moon in May. Further instruction will come.

father

"I got woken up for this?" Draco sighed silently, wondering what he was going to do.

The whole school was soon buzzing about Ebony and Draco's new romance.

"I bet it won't last."

"Yeah, how many times have they 'been together' this year already?"

"Too many to count. I bet they only use each other in bed."

"They must why else would they keep getting back together?"

Ebony was aware of the rumors, especially this particular one, but paid no heed. She knew she was happy and that's all that mattered to her. She didn't even mind when Ginny and her gaggle of girls gave her dirty looks or suddenly shushed-up when she entered the room.

Ginny's just jealous that Draco's mine she told herself. No one could deter her at this point. She was on top of the world.

Draco was having a harder time dismissing all the smirks and stares, however.

"Why the hell do they care what we do? What's it to them?" he fumed.

"It's not their business and they don't care. That's why they like to make it their business to know what's going on." Ebony reassured him, running her fingers through his hair, something which she had learned he liked very much. Ever since they had decided to take things slow they had discovered more and more about each other.

Ebony would have never otherwise known that Draco had a passion for spaghetti and the color red. He watched chick flicks every once in a while and he hated anything pink. While the physical nature had taken mostly a back seat, their friendship had increased tenfold. Ebony felt the ecstasy of love surround her.

Valentines Day approached faster than you could say 'quidditch'. All of Hogwarts was in a stir about the special event. No dance was planned, but a special dinner. One in which you could sit with anyone one wished, no matter the house. The staff had also created a set of rules for this night. Girls could visit the guys' rooms until 10 P.M. After that, any girl caught in a guy's bedroom will lose her house 150 points per minute she is in the bedroom past ten. This punishment seemed strict enough to insure this rule would be followed to the letter.

Draco knew that the staff would be a good as gold on their word, so he planned his surprise accordingly. After dinner he took Ebony by the hand.

"Come with me." He whispered, a smile playing on his lips. Ebony saw and returned the smile. She quickly got out of her chair and followed Draco to the Slytherine Common Room.

When they arrived, Draco stopped her.

"Wait here." He told her. Ebony simply nodded and waited. When Draco re-entered he was carrying a bouquet of red roses.

"Just like last time." He told her,

"Except our night will not be ruined this time."

"They're beautiful." Ebony breathed. He never ceased to surprise or enchant her.

"Now you may enter." And with that Ebony and Draco descended the stairs that lead to Draco's room.

When Ebony entered she was awed by what she saw. Rose petals were scattered on the floor and candles threw shadows against the walls.

"Oh, God." She whispered.

"Happy Valentines Day." Draco told her and kissed her cheek.

Ebony-stunned but aware- quickly pulled Draco towards her and crushed his mouth on hers.

There was no patience this time. It was all hell smoke and fire. Quickly they stumbled to the bed, pulling clothing off as they went.

Draco landed on top of her laughing.

"Did that hurt?" he asked, knowing just how heavy he was in comparison to her.

"No, kiss me." she demanded and Draco feaster himself with her mouth. Then, feeling playful, began to travel. When he reached her breast he could hear her intake of breath.

As his mouth traveled lower he could feel her shifting. He knew he was torturing her, but enjoyed it all the same. When his mouth found her core she shot up like an arrow.

"Draco," she moaned, craving more. This was passion. This was insanity. This was life. She was only aware of Draco and how she was reacting to what he did to her. Everything else was completely out of the picture.

Soon, however, Ebony felt a surge of power rush through her. Switching their positions Ebony used her hands, teeth and tongue. When she felt his cock she knew the meaning of the word power. What ever happened next was in her control. As her hands found him she could hear his breath rush in and out.

"Oh God baby, now." He groaned.

Finally, she felt him enter her. Now, no one controlled where they went. They both raced ahead, jumping over the edge- head first- together.

A/n: hope you guys liked! Plz R&R so I can update soon!