"Those two are the biggest liars in history," Jolyn mumbled under her breath making her way up the stairs coming onto the 7th floor.
She had practically looked everywhere for Harry and Ron, without hide or hair.
Well actually that was a lie; she had looked on the 6th floor and the 5th, and then gave up. Instead of coming to the conclusion that the two boys were just some where she hadn't looked, she resolved with: Fred and George had lied to her, those cheeky bastards.
"Again you are out after curfew, I think this time I will actually write you up," someone sneered as she finally came to the top of the stairs.
"What now Malfoy," she said threw a sigh, this time actually being annoyed, not bothering to stop.
Jolyn brushed by him, and got a few steps away from him before he grabbed her wrist and pulled her back against his chest.
"Malfoy, huh? No Draco," he breathed in her ear, making her shiver.
She pushed away from him, and tried to regain her breath. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Patrolling of course," he said nonchalantly, walking closer to the nearest wall and leaning against it.
"Why is a Slytherin patrolling on the 7th floor?" she questioned.
Draco snorted, "Your kidding right? With Potter, Weasley, and Granger's dorms on this floor, why wouldn't I be up here? No doubt they're wondering around right now."
"Ya know Draco your obsession with Harry is rather disturbing," she said smirking, "Someone, like me might jump to conclusions."
He turned his head and looked at her sideways. "Conclusions," he repeated almost like a question. Jolyn nodded, "Ya conclusions. Conclusions like you're only cruel to Harry for his attention."
"Why would I want Potters attention," he asked not really caring as he looked up and closed his eyes, trying not focus on his trousers.
"That is an ace question isn't it Malfoy? Why would a bloke want Harry's attention?" she questioned cheekily, her smirk growing. Draco opened one eye and looked at her incredulously, "What are you getting at?"
She walked closer to him for a dramatic affect as she said in an all knowing manner, "Come now Malfoy, it's bloody obvious that you have feelings for dearest Harry," batting her eye lashes, while smiling innocently.
Jolyn got a good look of his aghast face and decide she had her fill of twisting his knickers for tonight. With a devilish smirk she started walking, just to have her wrist grabbed again to be yanked back, accept this time into the wall.
"Malfoy if we keep meeting like this, I might have to wear shoulder pads," she groaned in pain.
"Are you saying I like men," he demanded, fuming, ignoring her comment.
"Well it doesn't take an idiot to process what I just said."
Draco made a noise in the back of his throat similar to a growl. He gripped her shoulders and threw her against the wall again, but this time his body fallowed threw with the motion so his mouth came crashing down on hers, taking advantage of her gasp from the pain of hitting the wall.
His tongue dominated her mouth in seconds, the shock paralyzing her. Her eyes were open wide and her arms were stiff at her side.
Draco's tongue slowly licked the top of her mouth, feeling every ridge, before he pulled away, and looked at her smugly. He leaned in so his lips were close to her ear like they had done before Draco kissed her in the broom closet.
"If I liked Potter would I kiss you like that?"
"Anyone can act, Malfoy," she spat. First he is trying to beat the hell out of her, then he is trying to take off her knickers, then he is pushing her away, and now he is trying to get under her skirt again?
His hand moved to her cheek, the one he had hit, and smiled when she winced. He kissed the cheek and ran his hand down neck and side till it was on her hip.
"You know better then me that I wasn't acting yesterday. The passion and lust I had for you was 100 real, just as it is now."
Draco's hand made its way down to the hem of her skirt and moved to the bare skin of her inner thighs.
"Malfoy, enough," she whimpered quietly, liking what he was doing, but hating that she liked it.
"Mmm," he hummed satisfactorily.
His hand was on the elastic again, but this time he didn't stop to tease her. He wanted to take what he wanted right now, not to make her soak threw her underwear, which she was beginning to do.
Draco's fingers made contact with her lips and she shuddered with pleasure. He moved the lips apart and stroked her, causing his finger tips to become wet from her. He finally stopped at her entrance after a serious of gasps and whimpers from Jolyn, who now had her eyes closed.
"Please stop Draco," she pleaded half hearted.
"Draco," he mused. "You know you want me to do this."
He brought his lips to her neck kissing it gently, as his finger entered her,
She gasped, with pleasure, with shock, but mostly annoyance.
He brought his lips to her ear, "Say my name, again. I love the way you say my name."
Jolyn had her head down and her eyes closed shut, trying to focus on how much she wasn't enjoying this.
I'm not enjoying- Oh my god!
Ugh I'm not enjoying this!
I'm not enjoying t-t-t-t this!
Dear Merlin why aren't I enjoying this?
Focus Jo, we aren't enjoying this because-
"Say my name like last time," he breathed in her ear.
Last time!
All sense of the pleasure she was feeling, completely left her mind.
"Draco."
"No not like that."
"Draco."
"No, sound like you really want me to do it. Beg me, yes I want to hear you beg," he said, sounding like he was getting aroused by just the thought.
"Draco."
"You aren't begging. Do I have to punish you? Hmm I would like that very much," the smirk was so obvious in his voice.
"Maybe I don't want it," she growled.
He pulled back looking confused, pulling his hand away from her letting it fall to his side.
"You can't push me away telling me it is wrong and then try and shag me in a hallway," she hissed straightening her skirt and simply walking away.
She walked into the common room to find the twins on the couch.
Jolyn walked over to them and sat down on the couch, sighing, letting her head rest on her hand.
"What's wrong with you," Fred asked.
"Ya you look like Fred when I caught him masturbating, stopping him from finishing," George laughed.
"Shut up George!"
"But dear brother you looked so cute," George mused
"Oh Merlin just shut it George, please just stop," Fred mumbled from behind his hands, trying to hide his blush.
"Huh this is the first time I've seen any Weasley but Ron blush," Jolyn thought out loud.
George leaned closer to Fred, laying his hand his brother's thigh. "If you think he is red in the face now you should have seen his face when I finished it for him," George breathed in his twin's ear.
"Ugh!" Jolyn shot up looking annoyed, "First him then you two! Is every guy in this school trying to arouse me to no end or does everyone want me to shag random people!"
Jolyn stomped up the stairs trying to think about something not as arousing as her two crushes fisting each other.