Five hours until my appointment! Let's go insomnia!
Disclaimer: From here on out, let's just automatically assume I don't own anything… It's just easier (and true).
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Sunlight streamed into Aly's bedroom windows and began to stir her from her deep sleep. She let out a small groan and stretched, pressing the heels of her hand into her eyes to rub them. Pulling them away, she examined the evidence of last night's makeup on her hands and felt the dried tears making the skin on her cheeks feel tight.
'Tears? Did I cry last night?'
Aly squinted in the sunlight and rolled onto her side.
'It's so fucking bright…' She squeezed her eyes shut as tight as she could and mentally begged the headache pounding through her skull to go away. The sound of a cabinet slamming shut in the kitchen caused her to physically flinch.
"Damn it Draco…" She growled, opening her eyes to glare at the wall. A flood of memories from last night invaded her brain almost instantly.
The feel of his strong lips against her own. The way her lower body ached to feel more of him when his hips pressed into her. How she'd arched her body, begging him to go further with her. She shuddered, thinking of how far she actually would've let him go had he not stopped them himself. Her mind guiltily thought of Anthony.
'How embarrassing…." Aly looked over at her closed door and sighed. The headache from her hangover wasn't the only thing making her feel terrible. She had said she'd help him. Not get smashed and seduce him. She remembered back to how she had purposefully tried to graze his body with her own while they danced. How she'd practically used him to get her fight with Anthony off of her mind.
'I am a terrible, awful person…'
Slowly, Aly swung her legs over and got out of her bed. She'd have to face him sometime. Taking a deep breath, she turned the knob and walked out to where her blonde roommate was throwing some type of fit in the kitchen.
Draco turned when he heard her footsteps approaching and quirked an eyebrow at her appearance. Her makeup was smeared around her eyes, her once straight hair was now tangled and frizzy from a night of drunken sleep, and her skin was pale from the dehydration of the alcohol.
"You look like absolute shit." He commented, leaning against the counter.
"Always the charmer." She mumbled and rolled her eyes. "What were you doing making this much noise this early?"
"Early? Aly we have an hour before our shift."
Aly's eyes widened and she spun around to look at the big, iron clock on the wall.
"Why didn't you wake me up sooner?!" She rushed past him to head into the bathroom. "And make some coffee, will you?" She yelled before slamming the door and starting the shower.
'Make some coffee? The muggle way?' His eyes narrowed at the complicated muggle machine in front of him. 'How?'
Of course the restaurant had coffee makers but the waiters and waitresses handled those so he hadn't paid them any attention.
'No matter…' Draco rubbed his hands together after pulling out the container of coffee grounds. Muggles did this every day. 'How hard could it be?'
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Coffee spewed from Aly's mouth as she gagged and rubbed her tongue with the sleeve on her light jacket. The offending taste still did not leave her tongue.
"Trying to poison me, are you?" She glared at Draco who looked down at his own travel cup of the coffee he had made.
"It's not that bad." He defended himself, now eyeing the cup warily.
"Yeah?" Aly stopped walking and put her hand on her hip, glaring at him. "Let's see you drink it then."
Draco hesitated before bringing the cup up to his lips and taking a tentative sip. The strong taste of the bad coffee made him wince and he could've sworn there were coffee grounds floating around in it. Trying to keep his pride intact, he forced himself to swallow the vile liquid as Aly watched him.
"Yeah, that's right. Swallow it. You deserve every last drop of that for trying to tell me it was coffee." Aly flipped her hair over her shoulder and continued to walk ahead of him to the restaurant. Draco glared at the girl's back and dropped his cup in the nearest trash can before following to the restaurant.
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The lunch shift was unusually slow for the restaurant. Louis had already sent many of the employees home for the day and was now sitting at a table with Aly, playing some game they called tic-tac-toe and splitting a sandwich.
Draco watched from the window in the kitchen. He had never seen Louis look more relaxed than when his sister was around him. He had noticed that she had a way of calming Louis down. Like her mere presence was comfort enough to relax.
"She's something, isn't she?"
"Remarkable." Draco muttered an answer before his brain could catch up with the situation. He whipped his head around to see Allen's smirk spread across his face. "You know… Remarkable as in-as in strange. Not as in…" He glared at the man in front of him. "Oh shut up."
"I heard what happened last night by the way. When you two were dancing. The hostesses said you were getting pretty cozy." Allen wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.
"They don't know what the fuck they're talking about." Draco growled, his hands looking for something to do. Food to prep. Anthing.
"I'm not judging you. She's a beautiful girl." Allen said, passing him lettuce and a knife to chop before leaning against the counter, watching his reaction.
Draco paused before scoffing. "Hardly."
Allen quirked his eyebrow and passed over a bowl to put the chopped lettuce in while Draco wiped his hands on his apron. "She's changing you, you know?"
"How so?" He avoided eye contact and opted for looking out at her through the window once more.
"Don't sound so scared." Allen chuckled when Draco gave him the frostiest glare he'd ever mustered. "It's making you a better man, mate. Honestly. You were a right git when she first brought you here."
Aly's laugh traveled through the empty restaurant and mixed with Louis' barks of laughter as they both threw their heads back from some secret joke. Draco watched Aly carefully, aware of the man beside him scrutinizing him.
He closed his eyes and had a flash of how soft her lips had been under his. They had tasted even better than he had imagined. The way she gasped every time he nipped at her neck. The way he'd held her hips to his. The feeling in the pit of his stomach of needing her to be closer. How she'd said his name. How it sounded like no more than a sigh. Merlin, how he'd wanted to make her scream it.
"Draco…"
Draco's eyes shot open and he slowly turned to see the girl that had previously been running through his mind. Aly chewed on her bottom lip and she tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear before continuing.
"There's someone out in the dining room asking for you."
Draco raised a pale eyebrow. "Someone's asking for me?"
"A girl." Aly said, almost too quickly. She looked away just as he thought he saw a familiar emotion flash across her near perfect features. "Louis said we're slow enough that you two can have lunch on the house if you'd like."
Her mouth opened as if to say more before she clamped it shut. Her hands fiddled with the bottom of her shirt and before Draco could say anything, she turned and walked to the other side of the kitchen to join Allen who was staring at him almost meaningfully.
Draco pulled his apron over his head and walked into the dining room. A mess of bushy, brown hair and a know-it-all smirk was the last thing he expected to be met with.
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"Why is the ministry sending you to check up on me?" Draco asked suspiciously. He watched Hermione bite into her sandwich and pushed his own plate of untouched fries away from him.
"Just to make sure you were really fulfilling your sentence." Hermione's smirk made Draco's insides burn. "Imagine our surprise when we found you working at a muggle job. Cooking the muggle way."
"You didn't really leave me with much of a choice." He growled, leaning across the table. "You stranded me. You didn't leave me any other way to survive." He fought to control his voice so that it did not carry across the still empty restaurant from their table in the back corner.
"From what I hear, you had to rely on a muggle to help you even achieve this." Hermione leaned back in her chair, smirking at the blonde. "Oh how far the mighty Draco Malfoy has fallen."
Without meaning to, Draco's eyes traveled across the room and landed on Aly as she wiped a table down.
"Is that her?" Hermione followed his eyes. "Well she's… certainly something."
"Watch yourself, Granger." He hissed, glaring at her. He gripped the edge of the table to keep from doing something stupid. Like trying to hex her without a wand.
Hermione's mouth fell open, surprised. "Are you-are you falling for her?" She laughed, enjoying being able to taunt her childhood enemy. "Oh that's rich. She must be really good in bed if you're willing to fall for a mugg-"
"You don't know anything about her." He snapped, suddenly ready to protect Aly's reputation.
Hermione's mouth fell back into the smirk that seemed plastered on her face now. "Oh, Malfoy. What would Daddy say?" She stood and pulled her jumper over her arms. "Just remember all the times you tortured me for being a muggle-born, Malfoy. Karma's a cold, cold bitch." She suddenly smiled down at him while he stayed seated. "I'll tell the ministry that you're following your sentence more than we ever hoped you would." And with that, Hermione walked out of the restaurant, leaving a fuming Draco behind.
He stayed in the seat and gripped his pale blonde hair in his fists, squeezing his eyes shut. He had let the mudblood get under his skin and she knew it. He hadn't even noticed Aly walk up to the table.
"You'll tear out that pretty hair of yours if you don't stop." Aly said, quietly. She placed a hand over one of his own and gently removed it from its death grip on his hair. He laid his hands on the table in front of him and looked up at her. "Did you know her from before you ended up on the streets?"
"Something like that…" He mumbled back, looking down at his fingers. It was extremely difficult to keep up eye contact with her. Even the mudblood had been able to see something in the way he had looked at her.
"She's beautiful." Aly said it so quietly; Draco almost thought he had imagined it. He looked up at her again to see her drawing circles on the ground with her shoe.
"Aly-" Draco was interrupted by the voice of another man calling her name at the same time as him. They both looked to see Anthony standing a few feet away.
"Your brother said I could steal you for the rest of the shift. So that we can talk." Anthony continued, returning Draco's hateful glare but smiling at Aly.
"Oh… Well… S-sure." Aly stumbled over her words and turned to Draco. "I'll see you at home, okay?"
"Yeah." He spat, turning his glare to his untouched fries on the table. He looked up just in time to see Anthony place his hand on the small of her back as they walked out the door. Suddenly he knew the emotion that had flashed across Aly's features earlier. It was the same emotion plaguing his at this moment.
Jealousy.
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Draco lay on his bed, his arms tucked behind his head as he glared at the ceiling. He had been waiting up for her. Not purposefully, of course. Draco Malfoy would NEVER wait up for a girl. He reasoned that he just wasn't able to sleep. And that had nothing to do with the fact that it was almost one in the morning now and Aly was still not back.
The sound of the key in the door made his body go rigid.
'Please don't be bringing that prat in for the night.' He pleaded to every god he could think of and shot out a silent 'thank you' when she came in and shut the door. Alone.
"About fucking time." He growled, his eyes roaming over her slightly rumpled hair and skirt.
"I never asked you to wait up for me, Draco." She glared at him, crossing her arms over her chest. "I don't need a parent."
"I wasn't waiting up for you." He said quickly, sitting up in bed and placing his feet on the floor. "But who could sleep with those elephant footsteps of yours."
Aly rolled her eyes and threw her purse on the ground. "Why are you being such a prat? Is it because I went out with Anthony? I just expected you to go out with that girl from the restaurant anyway!"
Draco scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Oh for fucksake. Do you not see how much of a wanker he is?"
"At least he doesn't wind me up and then just leave me thinking I did something wrong!"
An uncomfortable silence settled around them. Draco stood slowly and towered over Aly's small frame.
"What the fuck did you say?" He growled, glaring down at her. Aly's body was practically shaking. He could feel the anger radiating off of her.
"At least when he starts something, he finishes it."
Draco's jaw clenched tightly as he loomed over her. "You want me to finish something?" He threatened ominously. He eyes lost focus suddenly as Aly's tongue darted out to wet her lips before she retorted.
"You bloody left me-"
"I wouldn't have had to if you didn't do this to me!" Draco yelled, his voice ringing around them. Aly fought the urge to flinch at the anger in his voice.
"What did I do, Draco?!" She yelled back. Anger was making her voice waver.
Instead of answering, Draco flipped them around, pushing her onto the bed. He was on her before she could comprehend his lips moving across her jaw. He bit at her neck possessively and tangled one of his hands in her hair, pulling her head to the side roughly to have better access.
"Draco-"
Draco growled and attacked her lips with his own before she could tell him to stop. He grabbed the wrist of the hand that was trying to push him away and pinned it above her head. His teeth bit at her bottom lip and he took advantage of her gasp to slip his tongue into the cavern of her mouth. Kissing her made his head spin. He lost all sense of control at the feeling of having her body underneath him. He felt one of her legs come up and wrap around his waist. Using his other hand, he ran it up the length of her thigh and under her skirt. He felt her breath hitch as he dug his nails into her inner thigh. She tilted her head back and bucked her hips, trying to press closer to him.
He quickly pulled away and got off of the bed, panting. He closed his eyes, trying to block out the sound of Aly's pants and she tried to wrap her mind around the tailspin of events.
"That." Draco's voice cracked and he cleared it quickly before continuing. "You do that to me."
"Draco... What's so bad about that?"
Draco struggled to put his thoughts into words. 'You're a muggle. My family would disown me. I would lose my entire inheritance. How can I tell you that magic exists without you thinking I'm crazy? You're a goddamn muggle. Oh fuck, you're a muggle.' He turned to tell her that he should leave for the night only to see her slipping her shirt over her head. His eyes traveled down to the curve of her breasts, rising and falling with her slowing pants.
"What's so bad about this, Draco?"
"Oh fuck…"
And then he was on her again. Kissing with such fervor, he was sure that his life depended on it. His hands roamed across her flat stomach and up her sides. He pulled the straps of her bra down her arms and lifted her slightly, mid-kiss, to undo the clasp and fling it across the room. Her hands bunched up in his shirt and she quickly broke the kiss to pull the shirt over his head. Aly pressed her body against him and he felt his breath leave his lungs as her breasts rubbed against his bare chest. He closed his eyes at the feeling, pushing back against her, their foreheads touching and breaths mingling.
Her hand moved in between them and rubbed across the front of Draco's pants. His bulge twitched, longing to prolong the contact. She pressed her lips against his again before working on undoing his button and zipper. He wasted no time in sliding his boxers down with his pants and pushing her back onto the bed once more.
He stared down into her eyes, hooded and cloudy with lust.
'She's a muggle.'
Aly grabbed his hands and moved them to her knickers, hooking his thumbs in them so that all he had to do was pull.
'My father will kill me.'
After she was left in only her skirt, she wrapped her legs around his waist and rubbed against his erection, causing them both to moan.
'My inheritance..'
She leaned up, latching her lips around the bottom of his earlobe and threaded her hands in his silky, platinum hair. He closed his eyes and moved closer to her body.
'Oh fuck she's a muggle.'
And then he was pressing into her core with his entire length. He watched her stomach quiver as she adjusted to his size and her eyes closed in bliss. He didn't move his hips but instead buried his head into the crook of her neck, inhaling her apple and cinnamon scent that had always attracted him.
"Why aren't you stopping me?" He mumbled, his lips brushing the sensitive skin on her neck.
"Draco-"
"You should be stopping me." He interrupted her. She moved her hips against him, earning a groan from him at the erotic feeling.
"Are you going to finish what you started?"
He pulled away from her and met her intense gaze. Without answering, he began to thrust into her slowly. He moved in and out of her with experienced motions and pressed his lips to hers again, swallowing the moan that passed through her lips. Her nails slid down his back, making him arch further into her.
"Harder."
That one word, spoken so softly. It alone almost pushed Draco over the edge. He bit her bottom lip and moved to her neck, granting her request and thrusting even harder into her. He could feel her insides tightening around him as she reached her climbed to her release, her moans becoming more frequent and more desperate.
"Draco!" She moaned as she reached her climax. Draco clutched the sheets in his fists and tried to hold out as long as he could so that she could enjoy her orgasm as much as possible. A growl erupted low in his throat before he gave one final thrust and released his own orgasm inside of her.
Their breathing was coming in ragged gasps as Draco stared down at the girl beneath him. He scrutinized ever part of her, trying to find some flaw that must make muggles so terrible. Her slender shoulders. Her perky, round breasts. Her flat, toned stomach. Her long, thin legs that were untangling from around his waist. Every inch of her sun-kissed body was flawless.
'She's a muggle.'
Draco pulled out of her and layed beside her, staring at her body, trying to find a flaw. Something. Aly turned her head and flashed him the greatest, most attractive smile he's ever seen in his life.
'No… No, she's perfect.'
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Well that was fun to write(: Reviews always make me feel better about myself… So please for the love of God, review! Haha:D