The Dancer

Chapter 9

Christmas holiday was finally here and Cait couldn't deny that she was happy. Three whole weeks without any homework or studying! She was almost as happy about the fact that the only time that she would have to see her father would be at the Malfoy Christmas Party. At least she still had three more days before she had to leave. Of course, going home would also mean that she would have some free time away from Harry. She was beginning to regret separating him from his friends if only for the fact that he now had no one else to hang around with besides her.

After dinner, Harry walked Cait to the Ravenclaw common room. Tomorrow morning everyone would be leaving for holiday, which meant that the common room was filled with chattering students. Cait couldn't wait to get up to her room. Bed seemed like a wonderful idea.

"Good evening, Cait."

"Oh, hullo, Luna. Almost ready to go home?"

"Yes, of course. I can't wait to see father."

"Any party plans?"

"Yes, actually. The Weasleys invited father and I over for dinner."

"Well, have a good holiday, Luna."

"You as well, Cait."

"Good night." Cait called as she snuggled under her covers and turned out the light beside her bed.

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Cait's eyes fluttered shut as Harry's lips traveled down her neck, finding that sensitive spot just behind her ear. She brought her hand up and ran it through his thick, dark hair, moaning softly. His hands roamed her chest and torso causing goose bumps to erupt across her flesh. Gently, he slid his hands under her shirt. They were rough and calloused, most likely from playing Quidditch. His thumb grazed the bottom of her breast beneath the edge of her bra and she gasped.

Cait felt a shift of weight on the bed and opened her eyes slightly. When she saw Draco crawling towards her she opened them wider and attempted to pull away from Harry in confusion. Harry made a sound of protest as Draco smirked and leaned towards Cait, catching her mouth in a lust-filled kiss.

Cait's mind ran wild with confusion, but that was quickly replaced when Draco pushed her back against the pillows. Harry had gone on to trail kisses in a line down her neck, chest and abdomen as Draco accosted her mouth. Cait couldn't deny that she wasn't opposed to the situation that she was finding herself in.

When Harry's hand brushed the inside of her thigh, Cait moaned into Draco's mouth; who showed his appreciation by cupping her breast...

Cait sat up in bed, her face flushed and breathing slightly rapid. Realizing that it had only been a dream, she flopped back on her pillows, guiltily looking around to see if she had woken any of the girls. Luckily, all but Marietta Edgecombe had left for the holiday the previous day, and that girl could sleep through anything.

Kicking back her covers, Cait climbed from her bed and made her way down the stairs and out of the common room. There was no way that she would be able to fall back to sleep after a dream like that.

The corridors were quiet; she could only hear the echo of her own footsteps as she wandered. She kept trying to clear her mind, but in the end she kept getting flashes of Harry's messy hair or Draco's hungry, grey eyes.

"Out of bed, and out of your common room after curfew? I'm disappointed, Caity."

Cait jumped at the sound of her brother's voice and quickly swatted at him as she chuckled. "I could say the same to you," she countered.

"I needed a snack," he shrugged. "Care to join?"

Cait shrugged in agreement and fell into step beside Theo, who slung his arm over her shoulders.

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"So, let me get this straight, Malfoy and Potter were practically sword fighting on top of you?"

"Teddy! Merlin, keep your voice down!"

"What?" Theo laughed, shoving another spoonful of ice cream into his mouth.

"No, they weren't sword fighting. There were no swords that were brandished. Why do I even share these things with you?" Cait protested, setting her spoon down on the counter and burying her face in her hands.

"Because you know that I enjoy the visuals as much as you did?"

Cait rolled her eyes and gave his shoulder a shove.

"Alright, alright. Maybe there is some deep, metaphorical reason why you had that dream." He continued, "Have you and Potter slept together?"

"What? Of course not! Merlin, Teddy—"

"Do you fancy Malfoy?"

Cait became very still as she stared at the ice cream pint, her cheeks reddening.

Theo smirked, "I knew it."

"Oh, come on, Teddy. Please don't make a big deal out of this, okay? I don't even know if I really like him. He's just been so… nice lately."

"Relax and have some more chocolate." Theo suggested, patting Cait on the shoulder and handing her back her spoon. "Besides, I'm sure you can fulfill your little Malfoy fantasy at the Christmas Party."

"Teddy!"