I Knew You Weren't

Chapter Thirteen

The rest of Christmas holiday went over fairly smoothly, although no one knew what brought on Kylie's foul mood the last week and a half. Or why she was spending so much time hiding out in George's room.

She shared a carriage in the train with the usual people, Ginny, Neville, and Luna, slightly hungover but in decent spirits nonetheless. Until Draco came to the door of the compartment, anyways. A darkness came over her face, causing her companions to trade confused looks.

"Meeting in 20." Draco said, only at Kylie.

"I'll be there when I get there." Kylie snapped.

Draco looked a bit taken a back. "Thought I could walk you."

"I won't get lost. It's a straight shot down."

Draco groaned. "Oh, for fuck's sake, woman. We need to talk. Come on."

Kylie rolled her eyes as she stood up. "I'll be back after the meeting." She walked out into the hallway and shut the compartment door behind herself. "What?"

Draco grabbed her arm and pulled her down the hall until he reached an empty compartment and he pulled her in. He shut the door behind them and pulled the curtains closed. He stood, arms crossed, in front of the door so Kylie couldn't try to leave. "Did I do something wrong?"

"Do you really want to go there? Because we can."

"Just tell me! I left and, you know, I didn't hear from you at all. Nothing. No letters."

"Oh, on the contrary, I wrote you. Five letters to be exact. Four of them went unanswered. The fifth one wasn't so lucky, though."

Draco furrowed his brow. "I never got any."

"I know. Your mother got them. And she decided to answer my last one. And I quote 'for your sake, leave Draco alone. You are a distraction from his duties to his family, House, and school.' Um, let's see… oh! 'He is to marry Astoria. He has been aware of this for quite some time. He doesn't care about you.' And the best part for last, 'Even if he does not marry her, there is no room for someone like you in our family.' So, you can see why I gave up."

"Ky…"

"No. I can't do this right now. We have a meeting to head up." Kylie stepped towards Draco and he grabbed her hand.

"I have to marry her." He said solemnly.

"Right."

"I have a trust fund."

Kylie opened her mouth to speak but Draco shook his head.

"In my father's will, it says that if I don't stay married to her for at least a year and produce an heir in that time, I don't get my money."

"I said I can't do this right now." Kylie's stomach was in knots.

"Give it a year and I'll leave her."

"But not before knocking her up. Otherwise, it isn't worth it." She looked at the floor.

"Right, yeah. I guess so." Draco's shoulders dropped.

"You can't leave the mother of your child, Drake. Now let me go. We have a meeting."

The conversation taking place in front of the fireplace ceased to a halt as the three boys noticed Kylie come out of her room and down the stairs. Which didn't go unnoticed by her.

"Talking about me, yeah?" Kylie asked, descending the stairs and turning to the kitchen as Draco, Blaise, and Theo all turned red. "Would have been less obvious of you had just lowered your volume instead of shutting up altogether."

Kylie reached for a mug and the tea kettle. "You know. You'd think, we're fucking magic… they'd come up with an easier way to make a cup of tea." Kylie changed her mind, opening a cabinet and pulling out a bottle of scotch. She poured the 'proper' amount into the cup and chuckled before filling it as full as it would go. "This bottle… is older than my mother. 45 year old scotch and I'm drinking it like an alcoholic."

The boys watched tentatively as Kylie excited the kitchen and sat across from the three boys.

"So, what's the hot gossip? Obviously, it's about me. What part is he at? Did he tell you he stayed in a, gasp, muggle neighborhood for the first part of the week? And then, double gasp, at the Weasley's?" Kylie nodded. "Must have already told you that part. You don't seem shocked. So… let's see then. Did he tell you we had sex?" She noted the subtle movements on Theo and Blaise's faces and the fact that Draco's eyes fell to the floor. "Ahh. I'm caught up, then. Yeah, we did. Three times, in fact, after we broke up so he could go home and have his mummy tell him he has to marry Astoria."

Theo and Blaise traded shocked looks before glancing at Draco, who was still looking at the floor.

"He didn't tell you that. Well, which one of you gets to break the news to poor Pansy? I know she was hoping it'd be her."

"You need to stop." Draco spoke his first words since Kylie came downstairs.

"Oh, I'm finished." She took a long drink of scotch and grimaced a little. "Good night, boys."

As Kylie ascended the stairs, she heard a deep grumble come from the couch.

"Get. Out." When no one moved, the grumble turned into a growl. "NOW."

Kylie gave a small chuckle as she heard Blaise and Theo scramble to get up and out of the portrait hole. She quickly made her way to the top of the stairs and into her bedroom, closing the door without looking behind her. She turned around, though, when the door didn't latch. Draco stood in the doorway, hand on the door holding it open.

"You shouldn't have done that." Draco growled, lowering his hand from the door.

"What? Told your friends that you're a giant twat? They should already know that." Kylie crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow.

"If you had been in the conversation, you would know what I was telling them. But you weren't, because it's none of your business." Draco clenched his fists.

"And how is it none of my business? It involves me!"

Draco slammed his fist down on Kylie's desk. "You don't understand!"

"Then explain it to me!"

Draco stepped forward and grabbed Kylie by the arm. "I was asking them what to do!"

Kylie snatched her arm away. "You were what?"

"I was asking them what I should do. I don't want to marry her."

Kylie scrunched her face up and took a deep breath. She pulled her hand back and slapped Draco across the face. Draco tried to grabbed her by the arm again, but she was too quick. In one swift movement, Kylie spun Draco around and pinned him to the wall with her forearm pressed against his throat. "Don't fuck with me."

Draco growled and before Kylie knew it, she was the one pinned to the wall, though Draco pinned her arms above her head. "Believe me. I don't want to fuck with you." Draco growled. "What I do want, though," Kylie swallowed thickly and her heart jumped to her throat in anticipation of what he would say next. "What I do want," he said in a half-growl, half-whisper, "is to fuck you. Whenever and wherever I want. For the rest of our lives."

Draco let go of Kylie's arms and grabbed her head, pressing himself to her and capturing her lips with his. Kylie tangled her fingers in his hair and gasped when he bit her bottom lip.

Kylie untangled her fingers from Draco's hair and began unbuttoning his shirt. She undid each button as fast as she could, all while trying to concentrate on the movement of Draco's mouth moving with hers. She shoved the shirt off of his shoulders as soon as she reached the last button.

Draco slid his hands down Kylie's neck all the way down her torso, until he reached her butt. He cupped his hands around where her ass met her thighs, and lifted her up, wrapping her legs around his waist. Draco turned around and sat her on her desk, sliding his hands up under her skirt after he sat her down.

"Drake…" Kylie whispered harshly as Draco simultaneously began kissing her neck and pulling her panties down her legs. "We can't…"

"We're adults." Draco said gruffly. "We can do whatever the hell we want."

Kylie bit her lip and reached down to unbutton Draco's trousers. She swiftly unzipped them and he removed his hands from Kylie's thighs to shove his pants and boxers down and kick them off.

Draco pressed a soft kiss too Kylie's lips. He unbuttoned her shirt with swift fingers and let her take it off before he reached around and unclasped her bra in one quick motion. Draco slid the straps off of her shoulders and watched as the lace barrier fell to the floor.

"No turning back." Draco raised an eyebrow, placing his hands back onto Kylie's thighs.

"Stop putting it off then." Kylie said, her voice a bit rough. She slid forward to the edge of the desk, opening her legs more as Draco pressed his forehead to hers, gripping her thighs and entering her in one movement.

Kylie gasped and dug her nails into Draco's back. Draco moaned and muttered "oh, fuck…" He paused for a moment, his breaths coming hard and fast.

"Don't quit on me now." Kylie purred in his ear.

"Trust me. I'm not." Draco gave a small chuckle. "Just…taking it all in."

Kylie placed her finger under Draco's chin and lifted his head. She pressed her lips to his and tangled her free hand in his hair. Her other hand traveled downwards and she dug her nails into his arsecheek. Draco groaned and encased himself fully inside of her.

He pulled out slowly, leaving only an inch inside and thrusts back into her hard. Kylie moaned into Draco's mouth and tugged his hair a little as the desk slammed into the wall.

Draco gripped the edge of the desk as he thrusts again and again, getting faster with each one. Kylie had her arms wrapped around his torso, her face buried in his neck, and one hand in his hair. She tried to muffle the sounds escaping her, but couldn't. Every thrust of Draco's was met with a loud moan from Kylie and a smack to the wall from the desk.

Draco growled, getting annoyed by the second sound. "Fuck this." He picked Kylie up, still inside of her, and moved over to the bed. He sat her on the edge and she scooted backward to have more room to lay down. Draco took his place on top of her and entered her again, propping himself up on his elbows.

He brushed Kylie's hair out of her face and bent down to kiss her as he began moving his hips expertly.

"Drake…oh, merlin…" Kylie breathed. She lifted her hips as Draco trusted in, meeting him movement for movement. "Kiss me. I'm gonna…"

Draco cut her off with a kiss, knowing the end of her sentence. As their lips moved in unison, he felt the walls encasing him tighten and he moaned loudly into her mouth. Kylie was song everything she could to keep kissing him instead of moaning as loudly as she could. Draco held out as long add he could, but feeling Kyle spasming around him send him over the edge. He raised up into his knees and grabbed onto Kylie's legs.

"Fuck! Oh, fuck..." Draco exclaimed as he thrusted out his orgasm, clinging tightly to her thighs. He fell forward, catching himself on his elbows, face to face with Kylie. He let out a deep breath and kissed her once again.

"This is definitely not where I saw that fight going, to be completely honest." She chuckled as Draco rolled off of her. He laid on his stomach and tucked his arms under his head.

"That bad, yeah?" Draco winked.

"Not bad at all. Just unexpected."

Kylie made her way under the blankets and Draco joined her. "I'm trying." He said as she laid her head on his chest.

"Don't ruin the moment, Drake."

Draco pulled out from underneath Kylie and sat up. "We don't have to talk, then." A sly grin erupted on his face.

"What did you have in mind?"

Draco maneuvered himself on top of Kylie, still grinning. "Mm, something we haven't before."

Kylie raised an eyebrow as Draco pushed himself down under the blanket. He pushed her knees up, resulting in an "Oh!" from Kylie as he positioned his face in between her legs.

Draco expertly worked his tongue around causing Kylie to squirm and grasp at the bedsheets, making noises Draco hadn't heard come from her before. He only stopped to throw the blankets off of them so he could sneak glances up at Kylie.

Kylie moaned loudly, pulling at the sheets. "Merlin, why haven't we done this before? You…oh, god…"

Draco barely concealed his chuckle. He licked, sucked, and nibbled until he felt Kylie's thigh muscles tighten once more and she moaned loudly as a second orgasm ripped through her.

Draco ascended until he was eye-level with Kylie once more, his hands on each side of her head holding him up.

"So, is this how we're going to do it? All sex, no talking?" Kylie asked when she got her breath back. "Not that I'm complaining. But not a great basis for a relationship."

Draco reached up and brushed Kylie's bangs out of her face. "We will get our relationship." He rolled off of Kylie abs laid down next to her, pulling her close.

Kylie placed her head on Draco's chest and reached over, caressing the scarred Dark Mark on his arm. "It's almost gone."

Draco chuckled. "Should have listened to you, eh?"

"Always. You should always listen to me." Kylie winked before kissing Draco on the cheek. "Go to sleep. It's late."

Draco kissed Kylie on the forehead. "Goodnight."

"Yeah. 'Night." Kylie draped her arm across Draco's torso and soon they were both off to sleep.

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