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Before Alanis could say any other thing to him, Draco pressed his lips on hers and kissed her fiercely that it almost hurt. But very soon she managed to relax in his arms and he changed his kiss changed to a lovelier one. He caressed her lips with his tongue and grabbed her hips as if she was the only thing on earth he could hold on to.

As the lack of air caused them to pause, she stroke his cheeks with her hands and leaned forward to kiss few tears away. Draco blushed under her touch, flinched back, embarrassed that he had been crying just because he was able to hold her in his arms again. But it was just the truth.

Draco had been on pins and needles as he had whispered the spell. There was nothing on his mind than Alanis. Every second waiting for her to come back safely and unharmed had been too much.

But Alanis seemed to be as relieved has he was and filled with happiness.

She still held her hands in position and forced him to hesitate and look at her.

Draco was heated up by this passionate kiss they'd shared and he stiffened with agitation, which now entirely gilded his fear for Alanis that he'd had. Finally he felt even able to show her how much she affected him, and wasn't even exasperated or embarrassed of it.

There was just one emotion inside him, which was the most dangerous, untenable and edacious frisson of excitement a man could ever have. It took him completely to the edge of his tempers.

He wanted this girl. Now.

"I'm back.", she whispered shyly once more, blushed deeply, leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on his smooth lips.

He couldn't help himself but smile under her touch and put one hand on her neck to hold her close, even closer as he continued kissing her and caused her to moan as he gently darted out his tongue to find his way through her lips.

Draco pulled her back until he pressed her against one of the bookshelves and he felt his hips rubbing against her belly, his breath quickened as he abandoned himself to the impulse to pin her hard against the wall. Bloody hell, he wanted to make her part of him and make himself part of her. He would have given her anything.

He lifted her chin to dart his tongue in her mouth with one quick thrust and she groaned.

Was he actually causing her to give herself to him?

Was she just letting it happen?

Draco kissed a way down her neck to her collarbone and suavely tasting her skin, which caused her to moan another time with deep lust. How long he had been waiting for that particular sounds escaping her lips, of him causing her to whimper and groan with pleasure!

He couldn't help himself but his fear for her made him just agitated and now and with her responding to him that way, he could not stop. He would never be able to stop touching her, gently revealing every inch of her smooth skin and trying to devour her entirely.

Finally she would be his.

Alanis felt as if Dracos hands were everywhere on her, until he put his hand on her knee and slowly lifted her skirt.

The shock of nearly being discovered in Borgin and Burkes was still present, but now, as Draco pinned her to the bookshelf, there was nothing in her mind than him. She'd always wanted him to be that close and she even welcomed him being that rough because she felt as if he know didn't want anything on the world but her.

She just let herself being caught by his passion, let it overflow her and let that wave take her gradually to the height of pleasure.

She was more than ready for what Draco would want to give her.

"Draco...", she hissed and let her head rest on his shoulder, not being able to stand upright any more, as he swiftly touched the inner parts of her tighs.

She just responded to him capturing his lips in hers and kissed him to give him as much that pleasure back as he just kissed her with before.

Then she just wasn't able to hold herself back and reached out for his pants. He quietly groaned as she began letting her hand run up and down his lap.

But suddenly he grabbed her hand and pushed it away from him, slowly backing away from her and his kisses lost their intensity.

His fierce grip loosened as she immediately felt that something cooled him down, did not even let him response to her seductive touch, and he just placed little kisses on her mouth and took his hands off her hips.

Then he reached out and slowly, very slowly stroke her hair, to finally pull back one of the lose strands, with a very worried and shocked expression on his face.

"Draco...?" But he didn't answer to her whisper, her breath still heavy and uneven.

Draco closed his eyes, leaned in and placed a very gentle kiss on Alanis lips.

There was no passion within it, no pressure, just deep emotions and mainly calmness.

Draco let his forehead rest on hers, they both took deep breaths to calm down and she felt his hands rubbing her back. Then he pulled her back on her shoulders, as if he finally wanted to distract himself from her.

And with that, Alanis knew that Draco wouldn't go on, that every tension that was just built up between them, had vanished.

As Draco stepped back, with a pitiful look of guilt on his face, Alanis looked deep in his eyes and she couldn't help herself and felt as rejected. She suddenly trembled at the loss of the warmth of his body, but it was not only a cold chill that made her suffer.

She felt disenchanted, although she knew that she would have no reason to. She felt more than rejected, not seen, not accepted, simply not loved and that led to her immediate sensual frustration.

"What makes you stop?", she asked with a broken voice and folded her hands down in her lap, as if she just wanted to shield herself from him.

Draco's whole body shook at her words, he clenched his fists and avoided her gaze as he took a deep breath.

"I just can't."

"You can't?", Alanis stared at him with disbelief. But she felt something shift inside her, as if the final verbal rejection hit her and tore her apart. She suddenly shivered and moaned as she felt sick.

Draco did not want her.

He wanted any other bloody girl in that castle and just broke off with her. He just did not take her. Did he not consider him worthy? What was it that prevented him from being close?

She felt so sad.

She never ever felt that empty and even in the true sense of word.

She never ever thought of being pretty or somewhat attractive. She'd always asked herself what exactly Draco Malfoy would like on her, especially on her. But whatever that was, it didn't seem enough to be with her. And she'd thought that he was serious with her, that he wanted her, that he wanted her entirely with neck and crop, more than any other girl! She even thought to feel that for the last few moments.

Bloody hell, he'd never kissed her like that before!

Did that really mean nothing?

"It does mean something, Alanis."

Alanis flinched back and pressed herself against the bookshelf.

"Don't you dare to read my mind!", she cried and pressed her hands on her temples and prostrated herself to the floor, as her legs shook and gave in.

Draco didn't want her but didn't hesitate to penetrate her mind!

"Alanis...", he said and kneeled down in front of her while Alanis curled herself up just to escape his sad gaze.

"You took every girl in that bloody castle!", she cried and clenched her fists, as he tried to take her hands in his.

"You took every single one but not me! Am I just not worthy enough?"

Draco grabbed her arms and pulled her closer and she struggled hard to free herself from him.

"I am just not worthy to have you, Alanis. You deserve so much better than me.", he said and at that moment his voice broke.

Alanis swallowed down her tears and returned his gaze as he grabbed her chin and lifted it until he was able to look in her deep blue eyes.

"I want you, Alanis. You felt that I want you.", he said severely and put so much conviction and strength in his every word, that she had no other chance as listening to him. And then she blushed as she realized what Draco just had been saying. Indeed, she had felt that Draco was more than ready for her, as much as he must have felt the same of her.

"I just don't want to take you like that. I just don't want to force you or to make you to some of that other girls. You are not like them to me, Alanis. As I said, you deserve more than a male slut.", he said and took his hands off her as if just touching her would be a deadly sin.

Alanis just stared at him.

"But if I want you to have me, Draco?", she whispered, slowly realizing what Draco's words did mean. And he shook his head, with a faint smile covering his serious and tense expression.

"That's just wrong, Alanis. You should take me. Then it would be right."

Alanis just became speechless and leaned herself backwards on the shelf, weak and defeated.

Defeated because she'd never ever heard something like that before. She never ever thought that she would experience something like that so early in her life.

Draco did indeed want her and she now realized that.

But that was just the less important thing anymore.

Because of him not wanting her to take her as if making love did not mean anything, was just a thing to be physically gratified, she finally understood something.

Draco was more than serious with her, because he treated her in another way than any other girl, refused himself to her just not to hurt her, because she was special to him.

Draco just treated her as his beloved.

Alanis sighed.

That revelation was better than any pleasure she could have experienced with him.

She stretched out her hand and let her fingertips touch his lips, his nose, his eyelids. He just held his breath and tensed. He really felt uncomfortable when she touched him!

"Did I just disappoint you?", he said quietly, slowly opening his eyes to look at her again.

Alanis smiled, but Draco didn't smile back this time and his face reddened.

"You disappointed the woman within me. But you made the girl Alanis the happiest in the world.", she said and grabbed his arm. "We have all the time in the world."

Draco could not believe it. The moment he felt Alanis touching him, he was just shocked and disgusted of himself. But he should have known it before, especially how Alanis would react if he touched that seductively her and then suddenly pushed her away. But honestly, he'd never ever expected that Alanis just wanted him as much as he wanted her. Therefore he had to stop it before it went too far and they would later regret it.

He felt his skin heating up and was almost not able to look at her as he asked:

"Have you ever had someone before?"

Alanis frowned and looked down in her lap.

"Honestly? I had."

Something inside Draco seemed to burn himself up and it was just worse as the feeling he had as he discovered Alanis and Blaise snogging. Perhaps it was just his Malfoy-mentality, or even just the incensed and jealous man inside him that made his blood boil with rage.

He'd never ever considered that Alanis could as well already have experienced physical love. Perhaps he was just selfish, but he wanted to be the first who would take her and never thought that there could have already have been someone whom she gave herself to.

He just could hit himself for that thought, but it was as well so present as his bloody friend down there still wanted to gain salvation.

"Who was it?", he asked and he saw how Alanis knitted her brows at his harsh tone.

"Why should that be important?"

"I just want to add him on my list."

Alanis looked quite horrified at that, but laughed shyly.

"That's not funny, Draco."

But he just couldn't help himself. He would just kill everyone who would draw near her. Although he had never ever the right to claim her his, he just would not take it to see her even outstared by another one.

He wanted her so desperately to be his.

His alone.

He flinched as Alanis took some steps forward and began to pull up his sleeve and reveal every inch of the Dark Mark on his left arm. He immediately clenched his fist, but Alanis just smiled at him. And then she reached out, her fingertips making circles around his mark, let them draw closer slowly and Draco's body shook of anticipation.

No one else than Snape had ever touched his mark, even Draco himself had never done it. As Alanis touched the fine lines of the head of the snake, he hissed and his body tensed.

Alanis impassively continued with her movements.

One finger touched the middle of his mark and she stroke it again and again, surprised at the smooth skin, this stupendously smooth part of his body.

"It's hideous. Don't touch it", he panted, even more lost his wind at this touch as he could ever have if she touched the other sensitive parts of his body.

Alanis smiled, suddenly bowed her head and touched the mark with her lips, put a gentle kiss on it. Draco stiffened and was not able to move of shock, stared at her with big eyes.

This was the most intimate touch that they could ever have shared, he knew that.

And even that, although he forced himself to stay away from her, heated him up even more than any passionate kiss, any seductive touch.

"It just shows how brave you are. I want to kiss every single mark on your body just to show you how much I admire you for being what you are." she said slowly and closed the gap between them, as she put her other hand on his shoulder.

Draco backed away, but she didn't let go, clasped her hand around his arm, held him tight.

He couldn't refuse.

He kissed her back eagerly, responded to her kiss with desperate greed.

Bloody hell, she made it so hard for him not to pin her down to the ground.

But suddenly he felt an almost habitual pain running up his arm and filling him up with fear.

He pushed Alanis away, she stumbled back, but Draco held his hand out to keep her at bay as she wanted to touch him again.

That's impossible, he thought.

He'd been summoned and he even now could already feel how agitated the Dark Lord had been, as he felt how he digged his way into his mind and already let him feel the pain that awaited him. Voldemort would punish him.

Everything would be over.

There could be only one worse punishment for him since the last one.

This was his end.

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