A/N: I must really be feeling bad for not up-dating in so long. Well, here's the fourth chapter for tonight.
Chapter 8
When Passion and Lust Collide
Baby, the clock on the wall is lying
It's not really that late
It's too cold outside to be
Walkin' around the streets of this town
Anywhere if you think
You have to be, can wait
So why don't you stay with me
Share all your secrets tonight
We can make believe
The mornin' sun never will rise
Come and lay your head
On this big brass bed
And we'll be alright
As long as you stay with me-
"Stay With Me(Brass Bed)"
Josh Gracin
Jezebel sat on Alana's bed as Alana changed into her bathing suit. It was a very warm Sunday, even for the end of April, so the group had decided to go swimming. Alana was humming the tune of the song Start of Something New from the movie High School Musical that she had playing on her sound system. Jezebel eyed her through the doorway suspiciously.
" What has you in such high spirits?" Her friend asked. " I have never seen you this cheerful before."
" Can't a girl be happy without being interrogated?" Alana remarked, defensively. " But then again, you ask questions about everything I do, so this isn't out of the ordinary."
" Don't get off of the subject. Now spill it, girl. What's up?" She asked walking over and leaning on the doorframe.
" Nothing is up, except the ceiling." She retorted with a smirk.
" Oh, you think you're really cute, don't you?" Jezebel replied, sarcastically.
" I don't need to think it. I get told that I'm way more than "cute" everyday." Alana said with a giggle. " Now, make yourself useful and help me with these strings. I can never get it just right."
Alana turned her back to Jezebel and pulled her hair out of the way. Her bikini top was white with yellowish-green and turquoise, Hawaiian flowers all over it. The top covered her breasts, but that was it, exposing her taunt, flat stomach. It had a brown oval-shaped ring in the middle where the strings were attached. Jezebel let out a frustrated sigh, but grabbed the strings and started to tie them.
" Do you want this double knotted?" She asked.
" You better, just incase Draco tries to get me topless." Alana answered.
" I wouldn't put it past him to try something like that." Jezebel smirked.
" Blaise would probably do the same to you if given the chance."
" Yeah, but I wouldn't be complaining."
" You're a real player, you know that?" Alana remarked.
" The best of the best." Jezebel replied, boastfully. " There! All set."
Alana threw her hair back over her shoulder before walking back into her room. She slipped on a turquoise, transparent, cover-up skirt with green, palm leaf designs on it over her turquoise bikini bottoms. Then, she walked over to her vanity and started to work on pulling her hair back. As Jezebel looked at Alana's reflection in the mirror, a look of shock passed over her face. Alana noticed and gave her a weird look.
" What are you gawking at?" She asked.
Jezebel's shocked look changed to her all-knowing smirk and she pointed a finger at her accusingly.
" I knew something was different about you!" She declared in a triumphant tone.
" What are you talking about, Sinclaire?" Alana spun around and put her hands on her hips.
" Your face is glowing. A girl's face only does this after she done one thing and one thing only." Jezebel explained.
" You're confusing me now; more than usual, too." She told her. " And trust me, that's a scary thing."
" You fucked Draco Malfoy!" Jezebel exclaimed.
Alana went pale in the face, but kept her defensive stance. She gave Jezebel a defiant look before saying, " I prefer the term "made love to" thank you very much."
" I knew it! I knew it! You have finally become a full fledged woman now, Alana!" Jezebel yelled, rushing over and giving Alana a bone-crushing hug. " Oh, I'm so proud of you! You've finally come out of your shell!"
" Jez...I still would like to be able to breathe if you don't mind." Alana gasped.
Jezebel let her go and held her out infront of her. She pretended to be all choked up and said, " My little girl is growing up."
" Draco's right. You're not just crazy. You're totally insane, Jezebel!" Alana said with a laugh. " Just you wait, someday...the men in white coats will come to take you to where you truly belong. You'll be with others who are just like you."
" They'll never get me. I'm too smart for them." Jezebel countered, jokingly. " Now when did this happen?"
" Thursday afternoon during Charms class." Alana answered, blushing slightly.
" I wondered where you two had gone to, but I had no idea that you two were shagging each other's brains out." She replied with a smirk.
" I love him, Jez." Alana blurted out.
" What?" Jezebel asked in shock.
" I love Draco, and he loves me. We both realized it afterward. Oh Jez, I've never met a guy who made me feel the way Draco does. I can tell that he loves me." She explained.
Jezebel smiled at her and put a hand on Alana's shoulder.
" I'm happy for both of you. No one could understand him the way you've managed to. He is really lucky to have found you, Alana." Jezebel said.
" Okay, enough of this gushy crap. Come on. We need to get going." Alana said, slipping on some flip-flops. " Everyone is probably wondering where we are."
They grabbed their towels and tote bags before leaving Alana's dorm. The girls met up with Cleo, Hannah, Ginny, and Hermione at the main entrance. Their boyfriends were all waiting down by the lake for them. Alana barely set her stuff down before Draco took her into his arms and started to snog her.
" They're magnets, I swear!" Ron yelled, exasperately.
Draco ended the kiss for a second to smirk at him before going back to his previous task. Alana ended it after a few minutes and pushed him away.
" Can you just let me get settled before you decide to tear my suit off or anything?" She complained with a giggle.
Everyone laughed and started to put on sunblock and stuff. Soon, they were all swimming and splashing each other in the lake. Hermione and Ron had gotten out after awhile and were now snogging each other passionately under one of the trees near the shore. Ginny was floating on her back in the water with Harry right next to her; their hands entwined. Cleo sat on the bank with her boyfriend, a Sixth year Ravenclaw named Ryan; his head in her lap. He let her start to play with his curly, dark brown hair fondly. The others were still locked in an endless water fight.
It was the boys against the girls, and the girls were failing miserably. Hannah shrunk back everytime someone splashed her. Alana was too preoccupied splashing water at Blaise to notice Draco swim up beside her. Just as she was turning around, he put both hands on top of her head and dunked her under! She flailed around under the murky water frantically. Her hands groped for something to pull herself up with and they finally locked onto his arms. After Draco took his hands off of her head, Alana came up sputtering. She wrapped her arms around Draco's neck and clung to him firmly. It looked like she was scared that if she let go, she'd drown. Draco held her body in his arms bridal style and laughed at the wide-eyed look on her face. Everyone else was laughing by now as she coughed up a little lake water. Once she was more composed, Alana glared at Draco furiously.
" Oh, you think you're so funny, don't you...you little prat?" She spat, indignantly.
" Yes, actually I do." He replied, flashing her that charming grin of his.
Alana smirked before flinging her whole body weight at him and knocking him back into the water. Then, she quickly got off of him and made a quick swim for the shore. Draco came up sputtering and gasping loudly. Alana laughed as she sloshed through the water. As soon as the water got to just her ankles, she felt herself come in contact with the wet sand from the result of someone dragging her down. She turned onto her back and saw Draco hovering over her. He straddled her hips and smirked down at her mischievously.
" You're trapped, Love. Do you surrender?" He asked.
" Never." Alana declared in a sexy whisper.
" Fine, then. Have it your way." He replied with a shrug.
Then, he started to tickle her mercilessly. Alana cried out in fits of laughter. Tears of mirth poured out of her eyes as she struggled to get out from under him. Unable to help himself, Draco started to laugh, too.
" Pl...please stop! I...I said...STOP!" Alana howled with laughter.
" Not until you surrender yourself to me." He responded.
" F...fine! I give! I...I surrender. Bloody h...hell just s...stop already!" She begged.
Draco smirked triumphantly before he stopped. Alana laid there breathlessly. He could see her breasts heaving through her flimsy bikini. Then, he laid down fully on top of her; his eyes boring into hers.
" You...you're so...insuf...insufferable." She panted out. " You...know...that?"
" I know, but that's just one of the many things that you love about me." He answered.
Water droplets fell onto her cheeks from his blonde locks. Their legs lay entwined in a heap. They were so close together that their faces were mere inches apart and their chests were pressed together tightly. Alana loved the way his hair fell into his eyes, especially when it was soking wet. It gave him the most natural look. She smiled up at him warmly as she tucked a strand behind his ear, but it just fell back into place again.
He returned the smile before closing the space between their lips. Alana closed her eyes and just allowed herself to get lost in the kiss. She draped her arms around Draco's neck gracefully. He worked his lips over hers slowly, for once not wanting to be roughly passionate. His mouth opened a little more, and he snuck his tongue into Alana's. She moaned when he massaged her tongue sensually.
They didn't care if the whole world had been watching. All that mattered was that they were together. After they ended the kiss, Alana pulled Draco up onto the grass and they laid down next to each other; hands and legs still locked together. No matter what they did together, they had to be touching, which is why their friends called them magnets. Alana turned over on her side and looked at Draco. He did the same and asked, " What is it, my love?"
" I love you. You know that?"
" Of course I know. I love you more, though." He said, teasingly.
" No, I love you more." She retorted.
" Noo, I love you more." He argued with a chuckle.
Alana lunged at him, and Draco caught her in his arms. They rolled a little to the right, but she still ended up on top. She smirked down at him. With her lips brushing over his, Alana replied, " I love you more, and that's final."
" Okay! Okay, you win." Draco answered.
" Good." She stated, before kissing him briefly.
She trailed her lips down his neck to his chest and shoulders. Her lips seemed to leave a burning impression that drove Draco nearly over the edge. He moaned as she continued her teasing. Her hand brushed over his covered manhood, which had swelled hugely in the past two minutes.
" Alana..." He moaned, pleadingly.
She looked up from her teasing and smirked down at him. He looked up at her pitifully. Alana knew that he couldn't take being aroused and then, be left hanging. His expression soon changed to his infamous Malfoy smirk.
" Now who is the bloody tease?" He asked.
" I don't know. Why don't you tell me?" She replied, leaning down to where her lips brushed up against his.
" You." He panted out.
" Only the best, my love." She said, sitting up so she was straddling his hips.
" I think I'm starting to rub off on you." Draco chuckled, placing his hands on her hips.
" That's not a bad thing, now is it?" She asked, faking a pout.
" I didn't say it was." He replied.
" Good." She answered, leaning down to kiss him.
" Hey, love birds!" Jezebel yelled, from under a tree where the rest of the group was setting up a picnic. " If you don't get over here, we're going to eat lunch without ya!"
Draco and Alana looked at each other and smiled.
" We can't let them do that, now can we?" He asked with a smirk.
" No, we can't."
With that, they both got up and walked hand in hand over to the others. Draco sat behind Alana with his arms wrapped protectively around her stomach. They all ate and talked together cheerily. The mood was very welcoming among the group. There was never a dull moment with them, that was for certain. After lunch, they swam a little while longer before packing up and going back into the castle. Draco took Alana down to his dorm where they dried themselves off. He was dressing in the bathroom, while Alana was in his room, putting on the dry clothes she had been smart enough to pack.
" So, what do you want to do tonight?" He called from the bathroom.
" Oh, I have a little something in mind." Alana replied as she dropped down onto his bed.
" And what would that be, Love?" He asked, leaning on the doorway as he buttoned up his black shirt.
" I still haven't used that day of getting you to do whatever I want yet. Might as well put it to good use tonight." She answered, a little mischievous smile on her face.
" Well, this will be interesting." He replied with a smirk, raising a suggestive eyebrow. " What do you have planned?"
" You'll just have to find out for yourself. Just come to the Ravenclaw Common Room at seven sharp. You might want to bring extra clothes, too; just incase I don't let you leave." She explained, walking up to him, swaying her hips seductively.
" Whatever happened to the quiet and innocent Alana that I used to know?" He asked as she draped her arms around his neck.
" She found someone who could release the true her." Alana answered, brushing her lips over his. " Now, remember...seven o' clock. Don't be late or you'll be in big trouble."
" Will I get punished?" He asked, his smirk still intact.
" Yes, but not in a good way." She answered with a laugh.
Alana gave him one more kiss before getting her stuff and leaving his room. Later that night, Draco made his way towards the Ravenclaw Common Room. He'd put on a nice shirt, not really knowing what Alana had in mind, but figuring eventually the clothes were going to come off. It was black with silver and white stripes going down it. He had it unbuttoned to the third one, showing off his toned chest. The shirt was left untucked from his black slacks. When he got to the portrait, he knocked and waited for someone to answer. Fifteen seconds later, Cleo opened the portrait and smirked at him.
" Aw, right on time. Alana is waiting for you in her dorm." Cleo explained. " Come with me."
Draco followed her into the Common Room. It was a lot more cheerful-looking than the Slytherin Common Room. Cleo led him up a set of stair leading to the girls' dormitories, but instead of turning right, they stopped infront of a door on the left. The bronze, name plate had Alana Kaligaris in silver script. She smirked at him one more time before going back down to the Common Room. Draco knocked on the door three times before a voice from inside said, " It's open!"
Draco turned the nob and stepped into the room. This was the first time he'd ever seen Alana's dorm before. The room was a lot bigger than it appeared from the outside. The ceiling was fairly high with long, rectangular windows that had transparent blue and violet drapes pulled over them. Alana's bed was the main focal point of the room. It was a huge king-sized, four poster bed. The comforter was a deep ocean blue that faded to blueish-purple when you moved from one spot to another with silver starbursts scattered over it. A ton of pillows lay up against the mahogany headboard. Blue bed hangings draped down from the posters with a violet canopy over the top. Over in the corner to his left was her mahogany vanity with various jewlery boxes and stuff on it. A mahogany cabinet was up against the wall near the door. A blue chaise lounge was over in the corner near her bed. A stack of books lay beside it with one laying open on the seat. In the right hand corner near the chaise was a mahogany desk, which had been left totally neat and tidy, just like the rest of her room.
To his right was the door to her bathroom, which she was in right now. Near the bathroom door was a self with a silver-colored sound system on it. The creme colored carpet was very soft under his feet. Above, the ceiling had been bewitched to look like the night sky on a clear, full moon night. Alana's room was more warm and inviting than his; that was for sure. When he looked around again, Draco saw some of her art work up around the room.
" So, what do you think of my room?" Alana asked from the bathroom.
" It sure beats the hell out of mine. I wish mine was more like this and not so gloomy." Draco answered, walking over to her desk.
" Well, that's what happens when you get landed in Slytherin." She replied with a laugh.
Draco picked up a picture of Alana and her family. It was a family portrait he guessed. Her father standing beside her mother, who was situated comfortably in a nice chair with a red, velvet cushion. Her older sister, Mia, stood infront of her father with his hand on her shoulder. She was only a few inches shorter than him. Then, Alana stood next to her mother with one hand on the chair and the other holding her mother's. They all smiled up at him cheerfully. Alana looked more like her father than her mother. She had her father's brown hair, nose, and eye shape. Though, she did have the same delicate features and eye color as her mother. Her sister shared her mother's golden blonde hair, but had her father's warm, cocoa brown eyes. Alana came out of the bathroom and smiled at him looking at the picture.
" That was taken last summer. We have a family picture every summer. That one is my favorite so far." She said, walking up to him.
" I see where you get your good looks from now." Draco replied, putting it back down gently.
" Yeah, we are a good looking bunch, aren't we?" She laughed as he wrapped his arms around her waist.
" You look very nice tonight." He told her, taking in her black cami and dark navy, flare jeans.
The cami had midnight blue lace on the neckline and rim of the shirt with magenta pink sequins sewn into the lace. It's neckline was in a low v-dip that, from Draco's point of view, allowed him to see her glorious cleavage. Her hair was left to cascade down her back and shoulders in soft, silky waves. Around her neck was a sapphire star on a thin, silver chain. Long, silver dangly earrings with sparkly blue stars hung gracefully from her ears. Alana's make-up had been done to perfection as well. Draco smirked when he took in the scent of her perfume. She was wearing his favorite again.
" So, what are you going to have me do for you tonight, my love?" He asked, softly.
" Well, first...I'm going to have you sit down and be forced to watch chic flics with me. Then, I might have you massage my shoulders." She said, looking at him devilishly. " And if you're good, you'll get a reward."
" What movies are we watching? And to clear things up, how did you get a video machine in here?" Draco asked, curiously.
" Same way as how I got my sound system in. Dumbledore had someone set it up. An insomniac needs some form of entertainment during the night." Alana explained. " Now, do as I say and go sit down on my bed."
" Right away, Mistress." He joked, walking over to her bed.
Alana couldn't help, but stare at his sexy stride. He had the best ass she'd ever seen on a guy. Draco flopped down on her bed and stretched out elegantly. Alana walked over to the mahogany cabinet and opened up the doors. Inside was a huge flatscreen with a built in DVD player on the side. It was hooked up to sound speakers, too.
" I never really understood why wizards and witches even mess with muggle contraptions." Draco stated as she turned the TV on.
" Oh, my grandfather, though coming from the long line of purebloods that he did, was totally fastinated with muggle invenstions, such as radios and early television sets. He influenced my dad, too. Well, naturally being the "daddy's girl" that I am, I'm carrying on the legacy. The muggles come up with some pretty cool stuff. I have an iPod, too. I love listening to music while I run and do my artwork." Alana explained.
" I have to confess. I have an iPod myself. Sorry, but Malfoy Manor can be very dull during the summer." He confessed, watching as she slipped in a DVD disk.
Then, Alana took the remote and ran at the bed. She dove in next to Draco, who managed to catch her partcially in his arms. She giggled a little before making herself comfortable and pressing the play botton. Draco had never seen High School Musical before, but thought that it was a pretty good movie. The music and choreography was excellent. Alana murmured most of the songs, until Draco told her to actually let him hear her voice. She was almost better than the girl who played Gabriella and could have been her double. Then, half way into the second movie, which was The Count of Monte Cristo, Alana had him massage her shoulders.
" Why are you so tense?" He asked.
" Too much school work. Blame the professors. You know they're getting us ready for our NEWTs." She moaned, her head lulling from pleasure as he worked his fingers fluidly over her back and shoulders.
" How am I doing?" He asked with a smirk.
" Mmmm...wonderful. Keep going." Alana pleaded as he pressed on her more firmly.
After that movie was over, Alana turned the TV off and merely laid on her bed with Draco; their legs entwined together along with their hands. They stared into each other's eyes deeply; their smiles never fading.
" I love you so much, Alana." Draco murmured, simply.
" I love you, too, Draco. I don't know what I'd do without you with me." She replied.
" Me either. You'd probably be a hopeless case." He retorted, jokingly.
" Hey! Be nice! This night is still not over, and you still have to do as I say." She warned, trying to hide her laughter.
" Well...then, what do you suggest we do?" Draco asked, raising an eyebrow.
" I don't know. I kinda just like this." She said, nestling her head under his chin.
" So do I." He agreed, pulling her closer to him.
That's when Draco remembered something. He sat up quickly and started going through his pockets.
" Draco, what are you doing?" Alana asked, looking at him in confusion and a little upset that he had ruined her comfortable position.
" I have something for you and if I can find the little bugger...aw ha! here it is!" He explained, pulling out a little, neatly wrapped package.
He gave it to her, and Alana looked at it curiously. Then, she looked up at him with her sapphire eyes as if asking for his permission.
" Well, open it already!" He chuckled.
Alana smirked and tore open the package. When she threw the paper away, a little, black, velvet box lay in the palm of her hand. A hand flew to her mouth, and she looked up at Draco in shock. He smiled at her before taking the box and opening it up for her. Inside the satin lining was a silver ring with a square-cut sapphire outlined in tiny diamonds. Tears started to swell up in her eyes. She was left almost entirely speechless.
" Oh my God...Draco..."
" I got this at the Hogsmeade trip yesterday." He explained, taking it out of the box.
" It's...it's beautiful. Thank you, Draco, but..." Alana started.
" What? You don't like it?" He asked, starting to think that it was a bad gift.
" No, no, no! I love it, it's just that...don't you think we're a little young for this?" She asked, quietly.
Draco started to laugh at what she thought he was doing with the ring.
" No, Love, I'm not proposing to you. This is a promise ring." Draco explained with a chuckle, taking her left hand and slipping it on her ring finger. " It means that you'll be mine no matter what and maybe someday, we'll get married."
" Oh, I see." Alana replied, studying the ring before smiling gratefully at him. " Thank you so much, Draco. It's truly the most beautiful present I've ever gotten."
" It was nothing." He insisted, shrugging it off.
" Nothing? Ha, that ring cost you more money than you've ever spent on a present in your entire life!" The voice of his father told him.
Draco ignored the voice the best he could. Alana moved closer to Draco and embraced him warmly. He held her in his arms, loving the warm feeling it filled him with. When they parted, Alana kissed him briefly on the lips before getting off of the bed and walking to her vanity. She took off her necklace and slipped the star pendant off of the chain, replacing it with the ring. After fastening it back on, she turned to Draco and fingered it fondly.
" There! Now, I can wear it close to my heart where it belongs." She told him.
" Perfect." He replied as she climbed back onto the bed.
Alana got a little gleam in her eyes, and before he knew it, Draco found himself on his back with her on top of him. She smirked down at him, which he returned as his arms snaked their way around her waist.
" Kiss me." She whispered, seductively.
" Your wish is my command." Draco replied, before closing the space between their lips.
Their kiss became intense immediately. Alana ran her hands through his hair, moaning as his tongue caressed hers. Draco's hand ran up and down her back before resting on the nape of her neck. His fingers entwined themselves in the strands of her hair at the back of her neck. He kicked his shoes off without even thinking about it, and they landed with a small thunk on the floor. Alana started to writhe with desire and need. This was becoming a very heated snogging sesson. She pulled away from him, panting heavily. He looked up at her with lust-drunken eyes with his infamous smirk still intact.
" Do you want to...take...a shower...with me?" She asked, breathlessly.
" Sure." He answered.
Alana pulled him up from her bed and led him into the bathroom. It was just like the rest of her dorm; warm and inviting. The tiles were made out of gray marble, and the counters were granite. The walls were painted a light ocean blue with lantern-like lights up on them that gave the room a warm glow. She shut the door behind them, and Draco pinned her body up against it, pressing his forehead to hers. His gray eyes bore into hers as he took the straps to her cami in each hand. Fluidly, he slipped them off of her shoulders; her creamy skin brushing against his hands. The cami slid down her body to the floor, leaving her in a black, lacy bra. She kicked the top away from her feet and pulled Draco in for another lustful kiss as her fingers worked on the buttons to his shirt.
Soon, it joined hers on the floor, and Alana ran her hands over his chest, fingering his toned muscles. His emerald green boxers showed because his slacks were so low. Then, she felt his fingers working on getting her jeans undone. They slipped off of her easily, too. Alana tugged open his belt and pushed his slacks down as well. Now, they were both only in their underwear. She pulled away and smirked at him as she reached behind herself. With little effort, Alana unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor.
Draco's eyes darkened even more as he took a step towards her. Alana reached for his hand and placed it on her stomach. Slowly, she worked it upwards towards her breast. He gave it a gentle squeeze when her nipple brushed over his palm. To add more insult to injury, Alana pulled away again, wagging a finger at him.
" Now, now, now," She warned, " we're still under my rules."
Alana reached down and picked up her wand, muttering the birth control spell under her breath before casting it away. With that, she walked over to her shower, opened the glass door, and turned it on. Then, she slipped her black, lacy thong off and stepped in, swaying her hips as she did so. Draco gulped as all the heat in his body rushed to his groin. Quickly, he shed his boxers and stepped into the shower with her. He watched as the water ran over her totally nude body. Her nipples had become hard and pointy by now, which Draco recognized as part of her arousal. He walked closer to her, reaching out to touch her, but Alana turned her back on him. She pushed her hair out of her way, letting it lay lankly down her back. Then, she felt his hands on her waist, and he pulled her forcefully to him. A gasp escaped from her mouth when she felt his arousal digging into her back.
" Playing hard to get, are we?" He whispered into her ear, huskily.
Suddenly, he spun her around and pressed her up against the shower wall with his body. Draco held her wrists above her head so she couldn't move. Alana smirked back at him as he rested his forehead against hers.
" Well...I can play that, too." Draco hissed.
Alana was about to ask him what he meant, but then, Draco ground into her hard. Alana whimpered pitifully as he did this over and over again. He watched the expression on her face, still smirking down at her terribly. One of his hands released her wrists and traveled down to her entrance, starting to rub her core hard. Alana's body arched out into his as she continued to moan even louder.
" Oh gods...Dracooooo!!!!!!!"
" Do you surrender?" He asked, seductively.
" Yeeeeees!!!!!!!" She screamed.
He released her wrists and rested both of his hands on her ass. Then swiftly, he pulled her up to where she could wrapped her legs around his waist. That's when he plunged into her. The hot water only proceeded to heat things up. Draco's moans were soon mixed in with Alana's. Her nails dug into his back, but that only turned him on more. Their foreheads remained locked as Draco pumped in and out of her furiously. Her back rubbed up against the shower's slick wall. She smiled breathlessly at him, which he returned before claiming her lips in a feverish kiss. One of Draco's hands braced the wall to balance them both better. Before long, they both climaxed together and slowly sunk to the shower floor. Draco lay on top of her, feeling her chest heave against his. He kissed her warmly before smiling down at her.
" You're good." She breathed.
" Told ya...I could play...hard to...get...too." He boasted.
" Mhmm...you sure can."
After staying like that for awhile to regain their strength, the two finally got out of the shower and went back into Alana's room. She pulled out a pair of pj's from her dresser next to her vanity as Draco put his boxers back on again. Alana slipped on a purple tank top with Indian designs all over the front in different colors along with a pair of purple pants. Then, they both turned down her bed and climbed in together. Alana flicked her wand at the lights, turning them off before settling in next to Draco.
He smiled at her in the moonlight, pulling her smotheringly close to him. Alana returned his smiled and kissed him softly. Their lips lingered together for awhile before separating. Alana laid her head up against Draco's chest and entwined her hands with his. Draco rested his chin on top of her forehead as their legs became tangled together as well.
" Good night, Draco." Alana murmured, sleepily, giving into her exhaustion.
" Sweet dreams, my Alana." He whispered, kissing her forehead before falling asleep as well.
A/N: Hope you liked it. This was pretty much just a little fluff. It was a little slow to write. Well, review please.