Chapter Two: Purely Physical
"Any luck yet finding any growing spells for objects?" Aleanie asked.
He shook his head and sighed as he leaned back in the chair, "This is so much harder than it seems."
"Guess that's why she's giving us so much time to do this project."
Aleanie sighed and turned the page of the book she was reading. As he scanned the pages of the book in front of him, he found something useful.
"Look, here," he reached out and touched her hand without thinking. Slowly, he cleared his throat and pulled away, "Um, here, it tells you about how to make it, um, how to increase its size." He cleared his throat again and tugged at his collar.
She slowly pulled back and cleared her throat too. "Um, yeah, okay."
"So, um, here, it's about a simple enlargement, but it mentions adding stuff." She stood up and leaned over the table to see what he was reading. As she did, the top of her robe hung down a little and though he could not actually see anything, for a fleeting moment he wondered what those rather perky breasts of hers looked like.
Draco, whatever you are thinking, don't think about it. You have a task to do with the Death Eaters, he told himself. Snap out of it, Malfoy, he nearly mumbled out loud. But dammit, he had to admit to himself that she was quite attractive for a mudblood. No one ever said he couldn't find a mudblood or muggle attractive, just that they weren't as worthy. No, nope, Draco, don't, don't even think of going there. Focus.
"Draco?"
"Huh?" He shook his head and blinked.
"Are you listening to me?" She huffed.
"Sorry, was thinking about my potions assignment," he cleared his throat again, but didn't look at her, "can you say that again?"
"Well, think about potions later. We need to focus on this project first. Our first summary is due tomorrow and we are still trying to get an idea."
"Yeah, we will," he looked up at her leaning over the table and could not help but notice her breasts laying on the table under her robes, so round and large and dammit, Malfoy, he quickly shook his head and looked back up at her face. Draco, don't think about it. She's a mudblood. Focus, god dammit! Assignment, not her. Stop ogling.
He barely looked at her the rest of the evening as he tried to stay focused on the task at hand: to finish the summary of their minimal progress.
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Their first brief presentation went well, but they hadn't even started to figure out their lesson. Thankfully, based on other's presentations, they were not behind.
Despite spending the entire weekend working on their project, Draco and Aleanie did not feel they had much progress.
A bit weary of studying, they sat on the windowsill and half practiced their first bits of enlarging an object and half watched the rain.
"Here, I think you should-" he grabbed her wand hand and looked up at her, "I think we should try saying it slower. I mean, maybe." He swallowed as he touched her hand, almost with a light rub, her skin as smooth as a satin.
As she turned to look at him, his heart began to pound wildly in his chest. He didn't let go of her hand, though part of him screamed to let go and the other part told him to never let go.
She stared at his hand, but instead of removing it, smiled sheepishly and tucked her some of the ringlets of her hair behind her ear.
He glanced back up from her hand and fixed his gaze upon hers, her face rather close. He swallowed again, his mouth going dry. Hardly thinking about it, he leaned slowly forward and waited for her to move back. When she didn't and leaned in closer, he made his move and touched his lips against hers. He jumped back in spite of himself, the heat rising in his face. Fuck, what was he thinking? Why did he just kiss a mudblood? Her eyes were wide and her cheeks slightly flushed. He should be so pissed at himself, yet, he smiled instead. Maybe he could just pretend. Who says he couldn't have a purely physical relationship with a mudblood? Why not? She could be useful after all. He didn't feel anything for her. She's pretty, you're just horny, that's all, he told himself.
He cleared his throat, "Ah-hem, uh, so, want to try it again?"
She just looked at him and he squirmed a little. "Why did you kiss me?" she finally asked.
He shrugged, "I dunno. Just did."
"Pretty sure your friends would be rather upset at you snogging a mudblood."
He let out a heavy breath. "I didn't snog and like you will really say anything anyway. It was just a mistake anyway."
She chuckled softly, "Oh?" Aleanie turned to face him again. "How do you accidentally kiss someone? Just too close to my face and your lips just happened to touch mine?"
"Something like that, yeah." He turned to her and saw her eyes pierce his.
She fidgeted a little in her seat and bit her lip. "Just an accident?" she spoke in a huffed whisper. Her hip nearly touched him as she scooted closer and he gulped. She leaned in and softly touched her lips to his. He didn't pull away. "Still just an accident?" She was so close he could feel the warmth of her breath against his. His heart began to throb. He pecked her lips and then pressed his mouth against hers tightly and savored her lips.
He pressed his forehead against hers as he took a breath, hearing her breathing as heavy as him. "Yeah, an accident." Draco put his hands on her shoulders, "Tell no one about this accident," he whispered.
She nodded, "Who would I tell?"
Fuck, Draco hissed internally, I'm so fucked. How do you want to both run away and never leave at the same time?
He backed away, "I think I should go." He got up and started to shove his belongings into his bag. "See you tomorrow." He flung the bag over his shoulder and half jogged out of the library.