Pru's face split into a wide grin, "Draco!" She whispered excited, the liquor coursing through her not at all blunting her ability to be forward.
Draco couldn't break his grimace though, just what the hell was she doing with him? Of all the places he wandered, hoping to come across her, this is where she is? In a dirty underground tunnel between the school and a disgusting old house? He no doubt assumed this was a marvelous idea that sprung from Potter's thick skull...
Harry interrupted both of them, "What are you doing down here Malfoy?" He hissed. Pru narrowed her eyes at the Boy Wonder beside her, why did he have to be so mean?
She looked back to Draco who did not and would not answer Harry. The blonde only had eyes for her.
Prudence knew what he was doing. He was searching for her. She let go of Harry and made her way to Draco a bit clumsily. She wasn't able to mask the dreamy face of satisfaction she wore for him. He went looking for her and now he's found her and she was delighted. Her heart beat quickened only for him and in that moment she just needed to be by his side.
"Pru? Prudence, what are you doing?" Harry asked nervously as the beautiful girl left his side.
Draco wanted to smirk, she was coming to him. The moment she saw him she smiled and made her way toward him, didn't even think twice about leaving Twatter in the dust. She looked almost angelic as she got closer, a shallow halo of 'lumos' lights glowing behind her. ...He knew it! His mind cracked as he realized he knew that she would do this to him! His anger at Potter dissipated along with all the other things he had tried to remind himself that he had to say to her. He couldn't think proper, she tugged at him internally...every time...
He knew it wasn't just the booze making him hazy, she was now close enough that he could smell her perfume and the scent of her luscious hair. Her doe eyes looked at him serenely, she was close enough for him to lean in and kiss, but he didn't. He wanted to see what she had to say for herself.
Pru stood only a few inches from him. Being so close, she could now feel a flush of heat creeping onto her cheeks, she smiled bashfully, "You found me." She looked into his tormented eyes and watched them soften as she spoke.
His lips turned into a cheeky grin, that was good enough for him. He reached out immediately, unable to not be touching her anymore, and pulled her toward him roughly, their hips clashing. Her words would have sufficed, but it was the look that she gave him that lent him the push he needed. The welcome home, you were made for me, please come back to my arms safely look. She's the only person in the world who ever gave him that look, and once he saw it he knew he had every right to pull her in to him and possess her as his own.
Their eyes stayed locked and Draco grinned as he tapped his nose to hers playfully, "I found you." His lips touched hers for the shortest of moments before reality settled in over the rest of the tunnel.
A still stunned Harry Potter yelled out, "What the bloody fuck is going on? Pru! I thought you hated him!"
Pru whipped her head to Harry, offended he would think that, "I never said I hated him!"
Harry was still aghast. He stood with his mouth gaping open. He thought that he and Pru had had a wonderful night! She laughed at his jokes, snuggled up to him in the dark...and then Malfoy shows up and she quite literally leaves him cold in the dark to gravitate toward the jack-ass Slytherin! Then the two proceed to cling to each other like they need one another to survive and look into each other's eyes like they can read the other's thoughts! "What the fuck!" He yelled again, he was completely flabbergasted.
Draco couldn't ignore Potter any longer, he glared at the hollering fool, "Don't be daft Potter, isn't it obvious, I'm here to take Pru."
Pru bit her lip, when he spoke with such conviction and confidence she found it extremely sexy. He had summoned a swarm of butterflies in her that made her entire body tingle. She was aware then that she wanted him...bad. She could feel her body singing out to him and she was unable to tear her eyes from the contours of his face. Her body coiled around his as she vaguely remembered she was completely drunk and maybe that had something to do with the heightened physical emotions she was feeling for him...but she dismissed it, this felt right.
Daphne, Hermione, and Ron watched the amusing exchange only mildly shocked. It was funny to them to see Harry Potter act like a jealous nutter, none of them were aware Harry liked her so much. They did all know, at least Daphne and Hermione did, how smitten she was with Draco, so to see her loyalty to him never falter wasn't surprising.
Ron let out a chuckle, paving the way for Daph and Hermione to let their own giggles escape.
"Oh fuck off you three!" Harry spat, "It's not funny!" He took a desperate step toward Pru and Draco, "C'mon Pru, what's going on?" Because he still wanted to believe this was all a big joke.
Draco was back to looking into Pru's eyes and ignoring Potter. It was marvelous the way she could make his heart flutter while simultaneously making his trousers swell. Her eyes looked hooded with lust as she gnawed on her bottom lip...like maybe she was feeling the exact same way. The fire whiskey was now boiling in his veins, "Let's get out of here," he whispered in her ear.
She didn't hesitate, "OK."
Daphne smiled as she watched them go, one of them should be happy. She didn't even care to hide her grin in order to spare Harry's feelings...who still stood like a shocked rock.
Harry threw his hands in the air as he looked at the remaining three people in the tunnel, "Seriously guys, what just happened?!"
The other three couldn't help but burst into laughter. Ron clasped his shoulder, "Sorry mate, Malfoy won that one."
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Draco had managed to get Prudence back down to the dungeons without throwing her down on the ground and snogging her senseless...but just barely. She wouldn't stop running her hands up and down his arms and across his neck. Sweet Merlin, she was going to get him expelled if she didn't stop. He got her just with in the alcove to the room he started his night out in with Blaise before he pinned her to the wall. He looked at her intently, the words on the tip of his tongue I want to be with you... Not even pissed could he tell her what he wanted...
She smiled back at him and ran her hands down the front of him slowly as she leaned in to smell the whiskey on his breath. She didn't care how unintelligent her next words sounded, she was too drunk and too close to him to care, "You're hot."
A genuine smile graced Draco's lips, "You're bloody hot..." He pecked her lips gently as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to him. She giggled trough his kisses until she suddenly stopped and had to pull back in order to look at him. She seemed serious, "...What is it?"
Her brow was knitted when she spoke some what seriously, "You know...I don't care about what the Minister says...right?"
Yes, Draco knew...but that didn't mean it didn't matter. He was the Minister of Magic and her grandfather. His opinions tended to be taken seriously... Draco couldn't forget the way she stopped time though, all just to make her grandfather shut up so she could stand up to him over Draco. He didn't want to talk about all that, not when her lips looked so soft...
He cupped her jaw in both of his hands as he told her, "I know you don't." Then he leveled his face to hers, she was so beautiful, how did he get so lucky, and kissed her. He wanted to kiss her softly but she reciprocated too hungrily for him to hold back, so he kissed her back fervently.
Pru felt weak but invigorated, and light as air when his lips were over hers. She was grateful when his arms slipped around her waist to hold her up because she was sure she was about to fall. She grasped his strong arms and pictured the hard muscles he hid beneath his clothes... he was probably so nice to look at with nothing on.
Draco swallowed all of her tiny moans. He was walking on air, she was back in his arms. His hands ran down the curve of her back and over her perfectly firm bum. She squealed happily and ran her fingers through his hair as he gave her a quick squeeze and pulled her even closer.
Blaise jerked up at the sudden commotion in the doorway. He had been laying there wasted since Draco dramatically made his departure. He didn't have the energy or will to move. Now he was forced to listen to Pru and Draco snog not five meters away from him. "A...hel-lo!" He bellowed, becoming increasingly more alarmed with their new found happiness.
Pru pulled away in shock and then fell into a fit of giggles when she saw Blaise. Draco didn't look away from her though, he only smirked at the girl in his arms.
"Hi Blaise," Pru said bashfully.
Blaise groaned as he pulled himself into a sitting position, "I see you two have made up...grrreat!" He said dryly.
Pru looked back at Draco, they didn't really talk about it, just the one sentence, but they would. So she gave him a solid kiss that lingered then left his arms to go sit on the sofa near Blaise. He seemed very down and she couldn't very well snog Draco with Blaise watching in misery.
Draco groaned inwardly as she left him, he would punch Blaise later for this.
"What's the matter Blaise?" Pru asked.
Blaise's bleary eyes adjusted on Pru, "Oh nothing Prudence, I'm just forced to see the girl I love treat me like the plague every day all because I made an awful mistake last year and acted like a right tosser by sleeping with the Pug...and my best mate is making out with a girl in front of me..."
Pru pouted her lip, "Aw Blaise I'm sorry...if it helps any I know that she does love you back...she just needs time to heal."
"You think?" Blaise sounded skeptical.
Pru smiled genuinely, "I know."
Draco sat down beside Pru and pulled her against him again, relishing in the warmth that came back to him when he did so.
Blaise thought over Pru's words, she had a confidence in her voice that gave him hope... Then he looked at the two of them acting so mushy and quirked an eyebrow, "So where'd you find her? Not with those Gryffidors...where's Daph?"
"Yes, she was with them," Draco exclaimed, teasing Pru. "The lot of them, Granger, Weasley, and Twatter."
"And Daph?" Blaise asked.
"Yes...Daph..." Draco's face looked kind of blank then, "We sort of...just left them..."
"Where?!" Blaise hollered, too drunk to realise how much he was over reacting.
Pru tried to explain, "Well Harry wanted to give us-"
"No, just you..." Draco cut her off.
She ignored him, "...A tour of the Shrieking Shack, so on our way back through the tunnel we ran into Draco." She gave Draco an adoring smile as she turned her body completely toward him and lay her knees in his lap. Her smile broadened as she bit her lip, "After that...I don't remember much..." She kept her eye contact as she licked her lips, "...Just Draco..."
Draco sucked in air through his nostrils, the absolute open adoration she showed for him was completely palpable. Why couldn't he just say what he thought?
Blaise scoffed loudly at te two sodding love birds on the couch, now extremely annoyed with the fact that the two of them had fallen into a world where only they existed. He was jealous, he wanted that. He wanted that with Daphne.
"OK! Alright! So what you guys are saying is that you left Daph with Potter, Weasley, and Granger in a dark tunnel, off school grounds pissed?" He had to holler to even get them to look at him.
Pru looked back to Blaise, she forgot they were kind of having a conversation... "Um...what? No- well, yes. But calm down! You act as if they'll hex her."
Blaise scrunched up his face in disbelief, she made him sound like he was hysterical or something, "Wha? No I don't, I just... I want to make sure she's ok..." He lay back down on the ground to stare at the ceiling once again, he just wanted to grumble in peace.
"Do you want me to get her?" Pru whispered sweetly.
"No!" Draco objected, "You can't go wandering through the dungeons this late."
Pru had to smile at his defence for her. She put her finger over his lips asking him to shoosh.
Draco's body tensed up while bits of him went stiff, he obeyed immediately and wished she'd shush him more because he's certain he's never seen anything sexier.
"I don't need to leave," she said calmly.
The boys both watched her with wide eyes as she reached into her pocket to pull out a tiny leather bound book. She gave Draco a wink, "Watch this."
The boys watched closely as she opened the small book and wrote in it with her wand as if it were a quill.
Where are you? Then she looked back at them quite pleased with herself.
"What'd ya do?" Blaise asked confused.
"I asked Daph where she is." They didn't look convinced. "Honest, these are enchanted friend books. Daph and I both have one, we can communicate whenever, brilliant right?" They looked impressed as the small book began to emit a soft glow. She opened it to reveal new words on the page, "Daph says she's back at the dorm alone, where the hell are we? Hmm...?" She looked at Draco puzzled, "Where am I?"
Before Draco could answer Blaise piped up, "Pru, could I send a message to her? And she could like, reply?"
"Sure, I don't see why not."
"Shall I use your wand or my own?"
Pru gave a shrug and smiled, "I don't know, try mine."
She handed over her ten and three-quarters inches of majestic wood with unknown origin core to Blaise.
Blaise and Draco both stopped to stare at Pru's wand with slightly bewildered faces. They had never seen a wand that looked anything like hers. It was a smooth, shiny, and completely black. It had no indentations, no marks, just one small bulge where Pru's thumb held it in place.
"What kind of wand is this?" Blaise asked as she placed the smooth object in his hands. He couldn't be positive if he felt the object tremble in his hands or if it was just him.
"Um...it's majestic wood, ten and-"
"Majestic wood? That sounds familiar...where have I heard..." his voice trailed off as he studied the wand in his hand.
Pru frowned at his interest in her wand. She thought she was in a place of comfort and trust so she didn't think twice about letting Blaise use it. Out in the real world she never let anyone ever even see her wand, her masters had taught her to always keep it concealed. She shrugged, "It's wood from the Majestic tree..."
Their slack jaws and wide eyes made her uncomfortable, like maybe there was something wrong with it, they were making her self conscious of her wand...
"The Majestic Tree Pru? The Majestic Tree?!" Blaise burst. His mind began reeling, as he knew Draco's must be too. All the legends and stories came back to him like an avalanche... the one who holds the wand forged from the Majestic tree was destined to be...immortal... But they were just stories, maybe she was mistaken.
"It's impossible..." Draco whispered as he reached out to touch the shiny wand.
Pru was now officially freaked out. She jumped to her feet and snatched her wand away. Their reactions made her feel eerie. On the rare occasion that someone actually saw her wand they always had the same reaction...disbeleif, but nobody ever told her why! Ever since her very first teacher had trained her to always keep it hidden she had strictly done so. Even when she was being taught she kept the hilt in a tight leather band. Her mentors always acted weary of it as well, like it was made of glass that would shatter. She gave up wondering about it a long time ago... but here, now, with Blaise and Draco, she was going to demand why!
"What do you know about my wand?" She asked sternly. She was no longer the bubbly little lush she was one moment ago, she was rigid and completely serious.
The boys had no words, they didn't even know if it could be true...but then why was she so defensive about her wand?
"What do you know about your wand?" Blaise shot back.
Draco watched her eyes well up as her shoulders slumped, she looked so sad, "Nothing," she whispered, "I know nothing..." She looked into their shocked faces, her eyes pleading, "Please tell me what you know..."
A moment of silence passed, neither boy knowing where exactly to start. "Well...it's all legend really," Blaise began, unable to come to terms that lovely Prudence may be an immortal goddess...
"Tell me anyway!" She plopped back down into Draco's lap, "Please Draco, please tell me."
Draco nodded, unable to string together a response because like Blaise, he was stunned... He took an even breath as he looked into her eyes, "Legend says that there is only one wand that has ever been made from the Majestic Tree..." Her eyes narrowed but she didn't interrupt. "...And it's only ever belonged to two known wizards..." Draco felt like he was divulging incredibly delicate information to her and had trouble finding the right words to tell her this... there must be a reason that it has always been kept from her... Was he upsetting some unknown balance?
"And!?" She urged.
"And...well...they were regarded as Gods...they were immortal...there are no stories about their disappearances or where they went..."
"The wand has been in existence longer than documentation can show." Blaise added solemnly.
All three of them were now staring at the wand that Pru held in her hand.
Pru examined it carefully. A small part of her felt like it all made perfect sense to her...but at the same time it sounded ludicrous! She couldn't be immortal... "And you guys think that this is that wand?"
"You're sure it's majestic wood right?" Blaise asked.
"Yes."
"...Well there is no other..."
"What's the core?" Draco asked.
Pru face fell in brand new disappointment, "Unknown..."
They fell into silent disbelief once again.
Pru jumped up and began pacing, "C'mon, you guys can't possibly believe I'm some sort of Goddess! That's ridiculous..."
"Is it?" Draco asked, surprising both Pru and Blaise. He looked at Pru deliberately.
"...Yes..." she answered weakly.
"Why has nobody ever told you about your wand? Why did you study abroad with all these 'special' mentors? Why have you always been sheltered, always under someone's protection?"
"My grandfather..." But she knew it wasn't a strong argument, he was looking at her knowingly. "...This is crazy..."