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-CHAPTER 8-
Draco led Mia over to where his group had taken up residence at the head of the table. He eyed the spot next to Daphne and shifted the pressure of his hand slightly to ensure that Mia knew where she was supposed to sit.
"Mia", he drawled once they had reached the table, "though it seems as though we all should know each other, let me introduce you to everyone. Daphne and Astoria Greengrass, Blaise Zabini, Theo Nott, and Adrian Pucey."
Before Mia could get a word in Astoria had cut her off.
"Oh Mi! I knew this was going to happen, I just knew it. I spent all summer telling Daph that our past was living right in front of our faces, and here you are! See Daphne, I told you my divination studies were nothing to scoff at, not everyone who practices is a daft as Professor Trelawney."
Astoria seemed so pleased with herself that Mia couldn't bring herself to join in with Daphne's eye roll.
Instead she said, "Funny how that works".
During this time Draco had made himself comfortable at the head of table, he looked on at Astoria with an amused expression. That was until he noticed that Mia was still standing and looking as though she couldn't decide where to sit.
"Is standing during meals a new habit you've developed, Grangée, or have you always done it and just had to stop to play Granger?" Draco looked between Mia and the empty seat next to him expectantly.
Well, Mia thought, this is more like the Draco I know. Snarky I can handle. Mia wasn't fully ready to admit how much he had thrown her off; he wasn't going to get anything that easily.
"Just trying to find the most appealing view, Malfoy. But it looks as though this is my only option." She really was going to try and keep the banter up but at the almost crestfallen face he made, well as close to one as a Malfoy could make in public, she found herself throwing in a playful wink to lighten the blow.
Draco only flattered for a beat, but when he saw the wink he was quick to respond.
"In that case, I could have Blaise and Theo switch. Not sure how much of an upgrade that would be, with those bludger hits Theo got to face."
Their little group broke out into a laugh at that, even Theo. And the ice was broken.
Lunch carried on much the same way, dominated by banter between the males and "oohs" and "aahs" from the girls over Mia's new bag. When Adrian had made the mistake of asking what was so special about it he received an earful from all three about "waitlists" and "the a-list", in the end the only thing he did understand was the amount of zeros in the price.
As the meal was being vanished from the tables in the Great Hall, the students began to leave. There was no longer any reason to linger without the show that was being projected on the screen. Snape strode over to the Slytherin table, houseelf in tow.
"If you two are ready, Cedar here will show you up to the Head Suite." Snape purred the words in his normal, mocking tone.
Mia didn't answer but rather directed her attention to Draco, who was staring right back to meet her curious gaze.
"Let's go, Mia – after you." Draco stood and waited from Mia to get up and start walking before he followed along, directing her movements again by putting his hand on her low back. He allowed his face to slip into a full-blown smirk of victory as they walked away, whether it was a conscious move or not – she was already looking towards him to take charge.
The group back at the table all exchanged glances, because they had noticed the same thing.
Blaise rubbed his hands together and leaned in, "Anyone care to make any wagers on how fast those two pull their heads out of their arses?"
"Fifty galleons says Draco's tamed her by Wednesday." Theo lifted a bag of galleons from his pants pocket and threw it on to the table.
"I'll match that, but I don't think you are giving her enough credit. I say a week and a half. Conservatively." Daphne lifted a small bag out of her purse and withdrew a few coins before setting hers alongside Theo's.
"Theo – too short. Daphne – far too long. I'll split the difference and call it for Saturday." Blaise could never resist an opportunity for a bet, and threw his lot in the middle.
They looked over at Adrian waiting for his bet, but instead he threw his hands into the air in surrender.
"No way, not with those two. It could take two hours or it could take two months. I may be stupid but I'm not foolish."
"Alright then, if all bets are placed and final would Astoria do us her usual honor of keeping the prize until it is time to be awarded?" Blaise pushed all three pouches in Astoria's direction, as the youngest and most cautious of the group she never placed bets and therefore was the best person to keep hold of the money until a winner was declared.
"Of course", Astoria said and she held open her black Longchamp tote and slid the bags in. With that all five rose from the seats and took off in the direction of the dungeons to finish unpacking.
Meanwhile…heading towards an often unused corridor in the dungeon…
"Oh, Master Malfoy and Mistress Grangée will just love their rooms. Cedar is sure of it, just sure of it. Master Dumbledore had Cedar make the colors very nice, very appropriate from Master Malfoy and Mistress Grangée. Cedar will get anything his young master and mistress need, they just need to call for Cedar and Cedar will come like that!" Cedar jumped around and snapped his fingers to demonstrate how quickly he would come to their aid, causing Mia to jump back in Draco. Cedar smiled and looked up with his big eyes before turning back around and hurrying off towards their new rooms.
Mia found that she quite liked being that close to Draco, she found that she liked it even more when he squeezed her hip in a protective manner before letting her go again. As the moved forward she could feel the change in the air between them, like it was more charged and that there seemed to be less of it. He was closer now. She found that she liked that too.
Draco had been prepared to draw his wand when Mia had taken that frightened breath and jumped back into him, thankfully she had just been startled by their overzealous tour guide. But never one to turn down an opportunity, Draco stayed close…just in case. And because he found he quite liked it too. He didn't even mind looking foolish skidding to an abrupt stop when Cedar decided that their journey was over because that was when he discovered the delicious way every curve of Mia's body lined up with his. "Like" was not the appropriate word to describe how much he liked that.
Cedar came to another halt, this time in front of a statue of king and queen, their bodies intertwined with each other in what could be an R-Rated pose if they had not been depicted in their royal garb.
"This time Cedar will have the statue move to open the portal, then Master Malfoy and Mistress Grangée will pick a password and when they are ready they will tell the king." Cedar waved his hand in front of the statue and it slid to the left, revealing the entryway to the Heads' Suite.
"If you need anything just call for Cedar and Cedar will come. I leave now for Master and Mistress to make themselves comfortable and look around."
There was a loud POP and Cedar was gone.
"Beauty before age." Draco held his arm out as invitation for Mia to walk in first.
"Why thank you, old man." Mia winked at Draco and she slid, closer than needed, by his body and into the suite. She was partially surprised that Draco had picked up on the fact that she was Astoria's age, a year younger, rather than the traditional age of a seventh year. Mia also couldn't resist getting close to him again; she had to know what it felt like to have him that close to her front as he had been to her back. Just in the brief moment she could tell her body aligned better with Draco's than it ever did with anyone else, even Henry.
Henry. Crap. She had completely forgotten about him and her promise to call. Not that she had ever meant to, but it was bound to be fluttering around the social circles now that Mia Grangée had re-entered society, it wouldn't be long before it reached Henry and he would be writing her. Oh well, take care of that problem when it comes.
Before she could waste another second on Henry, the room in front of her distracted Mia. Three of the walls were an emerald green, the fourth wall had a massive fireplace and the wall was emerald green with silver fleur de lis. A sofa and two overstuffed chairs, all a dark grey almost black, and an ebony coffee table. There was a small kitchenette that would allow them to make the essentials and a curved wrought iron staircase leading to the second floor where, presumably their bedrooms were.
The color scheme in Mia's bedroom was much the same, there was a small seating area and a sizable closet. She walked over to inspect the bathroom when she noticed the luxurious room had a large hole in the wall. A hole that looked much like a doorway into Draco's room.
Shit. Mia thought. Double shit. She thought when the vision that came into her line of view was Draco's muscular, bare back. It seemed that Draco had already found his closet and was making to get into his uniform for quidditch practice. Just as Draco was moving to undo his belt and take off his pants and must have sensed that someone was watching him because he turned around.
Oh sweet Merlin. The front was just as delicious as the back. Broad shoulders, strong capable arms, and an 8 pack leading down a V and Mia had to stop herself from going over and licking.
"Go ahead and look, love. It's only fair, you certainly gave an eyeful this weekend." Draco grinned at the blush he received, he wasn't sure if it was because of his new nickname for her or because he brought up that he had seen her in the tiniest bra and panty set, but either way he liked that he could put it there.
"So it seems we will be sharing a bathroom, huh?" Draco walked into the large space that suddenly felt all too small for Mia. His gaze thoroughly inspected the light grey and dark green color scheme, the double vanity, soaking tub and shower that could both easily fit 6. "Good thing everything in this room is plenty big, we should have no problem."
Mia could help stare down at his zipper when he said everything in this room is plenty big. She couldn't be sure if it is was because he was shirtless and absolutely gorgeous, or because she could finally let herself experience long hidden emotions, but right now it was all too much. She had to get out.
"Great!" She squeaked and turned and walked back to his room, not fast enough to miss his deep chuckle, however.
Well, if that is how he was going to be about it, then she would just fight fire with fire. If he wants to make me want him, well then he is sure as shit going to want me. Bring it on, Malfoy. Bring it on.
Mia took a deep breath and strode over to her closet, looking for a certain outfit. Maybe she would see if Daphne and Astoria wanted to go watch quidditch practice…
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