Sorry this is so super disgustingly late. I have been computer less until now and writing has been slow-going. I will be getting laptop very soon though so yippee etc etc etc. I hope you enjoy this, it is a bit shorter than usual because I have to wake up early tomorrow but I reached a good stopping point and the last one was a bit long anyways.
Lucia woke up startled and confused. Her body was sore but not stiff. She felt the saltiness of dried sweat and the stickiness of skin against skin. She peeled her body off the one behind her, wincing as her inner thighs itched with dried blood and semen.
Inside her mind she was trying to rationalize sex, even though it was very messy. She had still yet to remember just who had their arm draped over her hip. It wasn't easy to say that sex was not enjoyable but she felt the awkward moment coming where she would have to look behind her and confirm what she knew to indeed be true. Last night she had indeed slept with Draco Malfoy and if luck were on her side, he would still be asleep. Judging by the loud snoring of his roommates and the lack of light coming through the curtains it was still very late at night/very early in the morning. That moment was a good opportunity to escape unnoticed.
Formulating a plan she decided to get up at that moment, take one of his cloaks, go to her dorm and change without waking her roommates and then proceed to the hospital wing to get a morning-after pill. She contemplated using some mildly illegal spells to ensure that Draco would never mutter a word about their night to anyone but decided against it as she looked at him. She had originally assessed that his face, though handsome, was too harsh and tense to be attractive. While he slept she found that he had a softness about him that was appealing.
She looked around his bed to find her dress and underwear, trying hard not to disrupt his slumber. Her panties were lodged under his thigh and she decided not to even try and pulled on her bra and dress before slipping out of his bed and grasping the discarded cloak on the floor and covering her body and most of her face. She walked quickly down the stairs, into the common room and rushed out into the dungeons, vaguely remembering how she got there last night.
It was cold and the clock in the great hall said it was just after 4 am. She hoped that the hospital wing was still open and that her roommates had found a place of their own to sleep or someone else to sleep with. Kathleen probably was in bed, but perhaps Bernice found a man she wanted to sleep with or perhaps a woman as she did sometimes when she was drunk.
Katherine was asleep when she slipped into the dorm room. Bernice was gone, as expected. She slipped off her heels and dress, leaving the bra on. She put on some panties, sweatpants and a t-shirt and then slipped on her flats and began the trek to the hospital wing. It was four floors down, not very long to walk, but it felt like forever to Lucia.
The wing was empty. No one was in the beds that lined the walls. Madame Pomfrey was asleep and her office was empty. Lucia slipped into one of the beds, pulling her knees to her chest as she tried to go back to sleep. The anxiety of the night hit her as she lay there. Her brow wrinkled as she began to think of all the consequences.
He would most likely tell his friends and even if he didn't people had noticed. Even though Lucia managed to fall under the radar, Draco was extremely high profile and seemed to be the center of everyone's attention.
How would their relationship change? He was already pushing personal boundaries with her and, though they had sex, there was no way she would let him get past this emotional boundary she had put in front of her.
What worried her more was the effects of sex. Now that she had experienced it would her body crave it? Was it going to be an addiction? Would she gain a reputation for looseness? Would she turn into her mother?
The last question haunted her the most as she let out a choked sob. She quickly pulled back the tears and straightened her body and started to relax. She knew she should sleep ad felt like she could if she were to stop thinking about it.
Despite her intentions she couldn't fall asleep. She stared blankly at the ceiling, gritting her teeth and trying to distinguish logic from the emotional fallacies. Daylight broke and Madam Pomfrey woke from her slumber to find Lucia in one of her beds. It didn't take long for Lucia to explain the situation with minimal details and receive the potion, but Lucia requested that she spend more time in the hospital wing, citing her not feeling well.
In reality Lucia did not want to face the situation that probably was brewing at breakfast. Draco was likely to be there, as well as her friends and everyone else who could possibly be aware of what happened last night. The last thing she wanted to do was confront the future.
The doors swung open to her left and she chose not to look up. It was probably some teenager looking for a hangover potion or someone in a similar predicament to her. She closed her eyes and rolled onto her eyes.
"Lucia," a soft masculine voice said. "Are you alright?" It was Draco.
Her eyes tightened and she slowly opened them to see him sitting beside the bed. She rolled over again, facing the opposite wall and tensing her body into a ball.
"Please tell me what I can do so I can make this better for you." He murmured, his fingers pushing her hair off her shoulder and caressing her back.
"Just fuck off, please just fuck off." Lucia muttered, tears bursting out from under her eyelids.
"I'll lie. I'll tell everyone you rejected me and we didn't do anything. Or that you passed out and I gave you my bed. I'll even say that I hit you, or made you pass out." Draco begged. "Just don't be angry with me."
"Why the hell shouldn't I be angry with you?" Lucia turned around, her eyes were red. "You manipulated me and turned me into… a slut. And now everyone knows just how much of a whore I am."
"They won't think that. I promise I will say something and no one will know." Draco cooed.
"I just want to take back last night. Never remind me of it, never mention it, and just leave it alone. It didn't happen, please!" Lucia sobbed.
Draco sighed and sat on the bed. He pulled her head onto his lap and began stroking her hair. "No one will ever know and I won't say. I promise you everything will be just as it was."
Lucia let out a muffled sniff and muttered "Thank you."
"Why are you so upset anyways?"
"Because I lost my virginity to someone I don't even like." She lied, sobbing.
Draco visibly stiffened but Lucia failed to notice. "I didn't mean to. I know it was important for you to lose it with someone you love."
Lucia let out a choked laugh. "I didn't even want to lose it, ever."
Draco's eyes opened wide with shock before he started laughing hysterically at her statement. "You-you really thought you would-oh god-you would never lose it to anyone? I find that very hard to believe."
Lucia sat up and looked at him with a look of indignation. "And why, pray tell, is that hard to believe?"
"Well, for one thing, you had a ferocious appetite last night that seemed to have been building for a long time."
Lucia scoffed, folded her arms but did not argue.
"And it's just human nature and though you are an almighty superior being in all aspects of life besides potions and being normal, you are still not immune to urges."
"I tried, I really did. I always figured, if I did change my mind, that it would be so damn normal. I'd be friends with a smart, boring guy, enter a stable, boring relationship, fall into tender, boring love and have some intimate, boring sex. Instead I fuck a sex god and I can't even blame it on the alcohol!" Lucia threw her arms in the air in defeat. "Everything is so damn backwards!"
"So are you saying we're going to have intimate, passionate sex, fall into tender, passionate love, enter a stable, passionate relationship, and smart, passionate friends? That last one didn't really work did it? Damn." Draco grinned at her.
Lucia let out a bark of laughter and smiled at him in a tired manner. "If that means I get access to the extensive family library then…maybe." She joked, not intending for her comment to be taken seriously.
"Alright, pretend to be my girlfriend over winter break and you will have free reign over the library. All our dark magic books were confiscated, but we have an extensive comprehensive history section." Draco perked up at the idea.
"I don't think so Draco, I was only joking." Lucia placed a hand on his shoulder to comfort his embarrassment.
"I'm not joking. We have all the records on file for births, deaths and crimes. Our transfiguration section is the largest in the entire world. My mother owns more books on charms than any person should and she hasn't read any of them. It's just pretend Lu, nothing more."
Lucia eyes him suspiciously. "You are a Slytherin, aren't you?"
"Well technically yes but-"
"And you do not feel ill at all?"
"No of course not but I-"
"And you are not trying to use me for some means to an end?"
"Of course not!"
Lucia thought about it for a moment. If he did indeed carry all the books he said he did, perhaps she could benefit from his library in some way. The challenge that Aunt Peony placed on her that summer was still at the very back of her mind, but somehow she thought that she may, with his library's help, have a chance. "I agree, but there are conditions."
"Feel free."
"I don't go to any of those dastardly balls your family always has. I have been sick for the last ten of them and I will continue that trend until I die. I will not sleep in the same room with you or sleep with you in general. Any gift you give me will be expensive and preferably involve jewels, we must be convincing. Your father is to be two floors away from me for a majority of the time spent there. My mother is not staying with us as well. I don't like house elves, they look disgusting and I don't like the idea of them in my room so don't let them go in there. I will do my own cleaning thank you. If you have a guest house, it's mine. I don't eat seafood so don't bother. I expect to be taken out for dinner bi-weekly but not to anywhere anyone would know us. I don't like awkwardly socializing with your family so find a way so that I don't have to." She stopped for a moment, as if to think. "And I want a hot tub in my room."
"You are disgusting."
"You owe me. I have to pretend to enjoy your company for a couple weeks for your benefit just so I can read. I expect nothing but the absolute best."
"Oh at the Malfoy mansion, you shall receive nothing less."
"You are disgusting."
"Perhaps we should head down to breakfast, separately of course. So what's our story?"
"I drank too much and passed out in the halls so you carried me to the hospital wing and went to bed."
"Sounds simple enough." Draco said standing up. He gave a brief wave before heading for the door of the wing. "By the way," he called over his shoulder "I really like your panties."