Picking and Choosing (Tales of Hogwarts Romance) Chapter 6
(AN: Shorter, but very fun to write. Draco's character is so much great fun to play with, R&R, -Richard S.)
"So that was it?" Draco asked her, in astonishment and bewilderment. It had been a week since her semi-date with the mystery Gryffindor boy and she had just finished telling Draco all about it. She smiled at the thought of her night, before shaking her head "yes" and letting out a small sigh.
"I know it's odd, but it was so much fun, I felt like I knew him, but at the same time, it was great knowing there was nothing wrong I could say or do, like there was nothing I could do that he would hold against me." Draco just shook his head at her, staring at her, mockery glimmering in his eyes.
"Like any guy would hold something against you!" He burst out finally. She smirked.
"Oh, there are things that guys want to hold against me…" She started, tilting so that Draco could see down the front of her V-neck sweater, Draco joined in with glee, flirtatious innuendoes were his favorite kind of conversation.
"Well, there was that one thing I've never quite let you get off the hook about."
"That's because you need me to get it off at all." He glared at her comment but moved on.
"Apparently so does the rest of Hogwarts, because everyone seems to get your help"
"At least I'm needed! But hey even the poor kids who can't get any like to watch…like you for instance."
"I do not! You know damn well I don't watch!"
"Than how do you not miss, or worse just fall over and break an ankle?"
"To some, these things come naturally." He said closing his eyes and nodding his head like an ancient guru. She smacked him on the head and moved closer to where he was sitting in front of the fire, instantly feeling better as the warmth from the flame licked at her all but bare legs.
"Awww, you're so sweet, but really I've just been taught by experts."
"Well, I could teach you a bit more…as long as your nameless boyfriend doesn't object."
"He's not my boyfriend, he's just a friend, who just so happened to experience the greatest kiss on earth and needed another one." She flipped her hair in a conceited but comical manner as she spoke, turning to face Draco. He played along.
"Oh, of course, I mean I could kiss you all day!.. You're such a little bitch you know?" He said as she did miss universe waves and blew kisses at an imaginary crowd.
"Don't be jealous just because all the other guys get 'hullo' and 'goodbye' kisses and you don't." Draco thought for a moment before responding, and in the mean time she moved to rest her head on his shoulder.
"Actually I've been meaning to talk to you about that…" He trailed off in a low mumble.
"It'd go to your head, Jackquinn's got a freakishly close family it's normal for him, Dolan and Christian don't give a fuck, Fred and George cringe half the time, Ron blushes like crazy if I catch him off guard; so it's worth the reaction, Harry only ever got one, and that was after a mid night trip to the kitchens the day before our first potions test, Cedric was cut off after we broke up, and Clause is like Dolan and Christian. You on the other hand, you would take it way too seriously, just like Harry did. The next day the whole school would be giving me cat calls and wolf whistles due to the fact that I fucked you." She shrugged a little towards the end to make Draco feel a bit better. He sighed and sat silent for a moment, putting an arm around her shoulder, and running his hand up and down her arm, warming is before playing head on hers.
"But, you get calls and whistles any way, and…no one…would have to know." He said as he sat up and turned to face her. She closed her eyes as he moved with in an inch of her face, his own lids closed, and just as his lips were about to meet hers, a book was placed in his way.
She let out a good laugh at Draco's horrified face when he realized that she shouldn't taste like a leather book cover. "What the hell? I thought we were having a moment? Dear god, you'll make out with people you don't know, but I try and actually get emotionally close to you, and I get a mouth full of book." Draco was virtually fuming as he pulled a blanket off the adjacent couch and threw it at her. "You look like a fucking whore, cover yourself up!" He shouted as he moved away from where she was sitting. Illy ignored him and focused on his first comment,
"Like you could be emotionally close to anyone but yourself!" She shouted, but soon after regretted the words. She swallowed hard and glanced at the ground. He sat up straight and looked down at her, debating whether or not he should kill her or start crying. Out of no where an unnerving calm came over him and he reached for my hand, she pulled away but he still spoke in a velvet smooth voice as he inched closer to her.
"You're afraid of commitment, you like all these pointless relationships because they mean you can keep running from having to feel like you or anyone you care about could get hurt. Well guess what princess? You're hurting them anyway, running back and forth between them, breaking their hearts with every step you take! You'll have everyone you know hating one another and you'll have no one to blame but yourself, all because you just couldn't make the simple decision to actually reciprocate feelings for the people who care about you! You're a whore and terrible friend" He almost spat his last seven words at her before he got up and went to his dorm, leaving her stunned and glued to her spot on the floor. 'Typical Draco to leave me after deciding to take a break from frigid bastard mode; he just loves to make girls come after him' She thought as she tried to stand. 'Little prick thinks he can have anything he wants, well I'll just teach the Prince about asking nicely.' She climbed up the stairs, reels turning evilly and with twisted intent inside her head.
The next day she woke up two hours before dawn and went for a run. The lake may have been full of freaky as hell monsters from Hagrid's excursions, but it still made for great exercise, in a gym devoid school, she was used to waking up early and getting plenty of exercise when she lived with her parents. Their excursions often required daily on foot travel and plenty of manual labor, as they disguised themselves as muggle anthropologists to gain access to high security archeological digs and such. The sun was just starting to come up as she began to head down to the dorms. She hoped and prayed that no one would be awake, due to that fact that as cute as the sofee's and tank top with a messy ponytail look was, sweat was no pretty thing for a girl to be covered in. Sadly, her luck decided to save it self for more important things, as the twinkle of Christian's eyes was the first thing that greeted her as she came into the common room.
"Good morning beautiful, and what, pray tell, moved you to take a four AM dip in the lake?" He teased. Illy felt her cheeks warm up under her skin, but she was already flushed and out of breath, so it really wouldn't make much difference appearance wise.
"Well, I wanted some alone time with Dolan, but he said he couldn't cheat on you…so I tried to drown myself." Dolan popped his head up from behind the couch he was sitting on.
"What the hell? How did my sexuality get drug into this?" Christian and Illy laughed and she headed up to the dorm to shower.
"Draco… Draco get your spoiled fucking ass up!" Dolan let out a shout finally. Draco stirred from his dreams and looked at the rather pleased Christian and Dolan who were staring at him from the end of his bed.
"Can I help you?" Draco sneered. Dolan smirked and handed him a letter.
"Oh, and you might want to finish your business before you head downstairs, it looks like you were having a good time." Christian jeered before the pair headed out the door sniggering and beginning to fight with one another. "…he would not shave her head!" Draco distantly heard Christian mumble as they walked downstairs. Draco sat up and opened the letter: Hope you had dirty dreams! It's a nice potion no? Nothing you'll be learning in class either! –Illy
Draco growled before throwing the letter and getting out of bed.
