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Chapter 61

Draco's POV

I heaved a sigh and felt my back muscles loosen against the cold stone wall; I focused on my breathing, preventing it from coming out in heavy pants... Professor Sinistra was a light sleeper, has Blaise and Daphne learnt all too well in third year. I coaxed my slackened hands into zipping up my pants, staring out at the rain stained night.

I sniffed at the moist air, a scent I would never openly admit I enjoyed. One of the great perks of the Astronomy Tower is that you have a perfect, unobstructed view of the tear stained night yet you're completely protected from it. Unless you were crazy enough to stand out on the balcony in this weather…I sighed, taking in the moist air like a drug, I always get like this after I…unload. I needed to unload though…it was a long day.

I sighed at the look on Pansy's face as she rose to her feet, licking her lips…really…if she was going to look at me like that every single time, I will ask someone else to help me de-stress. She continued staring up at me, her blue eyes expectant,

"It was good." Why did she insist on me rating her…was this an oral examination? She smiled widely at my response; you'd think I confessed my undying love for her. I hope all girls are not so stupid or I'm never marrying…haha, I laughed darkly in my head…like I had a choice.

"Erm…Drake? I mean, Draco." She quickly amended the name at the look on my face. She bit her lip in a way I think she hoped would be seductive but did her no kindness considering she didn't have much of an upper lip to begin with. She ran a finger across my chest, her actions and expression screaming she wanted to ask something.

"Oh spit it out Pansy!" I couldn't shout it out like I wanted to but managed enough venom in my voice to make her snap to it. One of the most annoying things about Pansy was how she loved playing games, she was just lucky her skill in playing the really fun games outweighed her total inability to speak straightforwardly.

"Well…it's just...I…" Pansy was one of those girls that thought playing it coy was cute and endearing, but what she failed to realise any hope of coyness was lost when she was down on her knees pleasuring me not two minutes ago.

"What is it that you want?"

"Well…" Fucking Founders if she says well one more time I would find one to throw her down. "It's just I…not that I don't like doing things for you. I love it Draco, there's no greater pleasure. I swear…it's just…maybe you would like to…"

"You want me to-"

"No! No, not that!" She quickly cut across my words, she knew I wasn't going to do that for her, I'm not against exploring the tastes from down under…just not with Pansy…it was too much effort and time that I didn't have. She looked down, fidgeting with my fingers…Pansy knows I don't like to be touched and she better not think I would hold her hand now…ohhh…fingers.

It had been a while since I gave her any sort of pleasure, wasn't it? We fucked on Monday but even I have to admit that was all for me. She really did try didn't she, I barely gave her two minutes notice when I told her to meet me here, yet here she was. Speaking of time limits, I already was ten minutes past the time I set for writing that Potions essay. Best just get this over and done with.

"Fine. Take it off." I'm not exerting any more energy than I have to. She smiled widely at me and quickly pushed her hands under her skirt. I rolled my eyes, the woman really had no pride. I'd rather lose my life than my pride, Pansy truly annoyed me.

I looked out at the balcony whilst she wriggled the single article of clothing down her legs, why is she so slow. I sighed and leaned back against the wall, she's going to want to kiss…she always wants to kiss when I do this. She trailed her lip against my collar bone, I quickly dropped my head, giving her access to my lips…I didn't have time for this.

She latched onto my lips, pulling me to her roughly,

"Fuck Pansy." I lost my footing and she giggled, thinking the swear was one of pleasure as she latched onto my neck.

I let her continue, it felt nice, I turned my neck, allowing more access.

"Thornton."

"What the fuck Draco!"Pansy jumped off me, I pushed past her though, her face already just a mere dot in my periphery.

"Thornton?" I stepped out into the balcony and looked down, the rain pelting my face making it hard to see but just like I spotted it back there in the dark, I made out the long dark mane of the most annoying of all the lionesses with ease.

"Is that Thornton?" Pansy stayed under the cover, probably afraid of getting her hair wet. I kneeled down on level with Thornton,

"Thornton?"

Her grey eyes remained hidden as her hair covered most of her face as she lay on her side, half propped against the pillar. She was soaking wet, I quickly pulled her up, fuck…she was cold as death. I quickly ran my fingers down her arm, resting them at her wrist but I let go quickly, the quiet thud of her pulse quite clear against my flesh.

"Is she asleep?"

I tried not to respond to Pansy's utter stupidity,

"Enervate."

She didn't react, she wasn't stunned. I pushed my hand under her knees and shouldered her head, carrying her quickly under the covered room away from the balcony. I didn't know what happened, but rather think away from the pounding rain…she looked drops away from hypothermia which was a rarity in the wizarding world. Pansy was nattering nonstop but I couldn't hear a word, reviewing the best spell that I could use on her.

I needed to warm her, not set her on fire…well not right now. I needed to make her body warm first, and then her clothes, but a wind spell will be best for her clothes. I hesitated when I came up with my answer…I had only read about the spell, I never thought I would have to use it.

"Lucem interiorem."

I stopped my wand, still pointed at her midriff…did it work. Her body started shivering uncontrollably. It seemed I didn't even need to practice spells before mastering them, the book did say this would happen, the body was trying to warm itself up on its own.

"Exaresco."

Thornton's school shirt unglued itself from her skin as the spell dried it; I looked at the wand and followed it up to the green eyed beauty. She dropped to the floor next to me, all attention on the unconscious siren from hell in front of me.

"Did you check the tower?"

I spared Blaise a glance as Daphne started drying up her skirt,

"No, I just found her a minute ago. She isn't stunned though; something else could have knocked her out. We only got here like ten minutes ago, judging by her temperature and the state of her clothes she was out in the rain for a while."

"Well we did our jobs; we got her out of the rain. Why don't you two leave? What are you two doing here anyway? Draco and I only came up here because it was your turn to use the room."

My eyes roamed over Thornton's body, looking for signs that she was in a fight.

"We felt like a midnight stroll."

Thornton's eyes still remained shut, but there was a slight crust in the corner and her lashes looked wet…had she been crying? What could possibly make this she devil cry?

"Oh please, you two? Stroll? You wanted to have sex on the balcony didn't you?"

"Actually we wanted to have sex in the rain, it just so happened to be on the balcony."

"Draco, did you see this?" I looked away from Thornton's face…it took me longer than I thought it would to pull my eyes away from that face…when she wasn't rolling her eyes and being sarcastic…she was…enchanting. "Draco?"

I snapped my head to what Daphne pointed at, it was Thornton's left leg, it was swollen at the ankle and there was slight discolouration. "No, that has nothing to do with this." Liam had explained what happened in that cave at his mother's funeral. "But I think the cold aggravated it, we should get her to the hospital wing, we don't even know what really happened."

"HOSPITAL WING!" Pansy shouted, we all growled at Pansy, Sinistra's room was only a few doors down the corridor. I felt a rustling at my shoulder, I didn't realise that Thornton was still partially in my arms, her head resting on my shoulder, her body on the floor.

"No…no…" Her eyes still remained shut though, she stopped shivering violently and her breathing slowed down, I could feel some warmth on her body, "No…no…wing." Her breath tickled my neck as the words fell from her mouth and I was thankful that she had no contact with my lower body at the moment.

"Yeah see, she's fine, she doesn't need the wing. Let's just go before someone takes the room-"

"Fucking Founders Pansy, if you open your mouth one more time I'm going to shove my foot so far up it you'll never be able to eat another bite of food let alone wrap your tongue around Draco's dick ever again."

Blaise smiled widely in pride at his sailor mouthed girlfriend, a rarity that turned him on, whilst Pansy's mouth dropped wide in shock…she better close it…didn't she hear what Daphne just said. I looked down at Thornton, she had been still for some moments but now she started shivering again, but not as violently as before. I think her temperature was brought down but the spell was wearing off, I slowly laid her head down.

"I cannot believe you lot! You would take her side!" I shrugged my cloak off and started tucking it onto Thornton. Her usually tan skin was scarily pale, I tucked the cloak tightly and her body snuggled up into the warmth. I don't think she was unconscious anymore, just deep in sleep. I brushed the damp hair out of her face, it was strange, for someone so hard, she was unusually soft. "She would never do the same for you."

"Pansy, just fuck off." That managed to break into my fortress of thought, but I understood where Blaise came from considering he knew for a fact that Thornton would do the same for him. The brunette glared at Blaise and then looked at me expectantly. I remained silent, she wasn't my girlfriend…I didn't have to defend her. I saw the light of a tear in her eye and she turned on her heel and stormed off. I sighed,

"Did you really have to do that?" Blaise rolled his eyes,

"Like what I said was worse than what Daph said. Anyway we better get her to the hospital wing."

"She doesn't want that though." Why do I care what she wants?

"It doesn't matter what she wants right now." He pulled Daphne up to her feet, and looked around the tower room one last time, as if the person who attacked Thornton was still around.

I scooped Thornton into my arms, suddenly extremely aware of every curve of her body, and there definitely was enough to be distracted with. She was lighter than she was the first time I carried her, and slightly damp but her scent and softness was so comfortable…it made me feel really awkward. Why can't she just come to, open her mouth and remind me why I dislike her so much. When she's all pretty and delicate like this I forget that she's the most annoying woman on the planet.

As if sensing my staring, her eyes fluttered open momentarily and then lifted half open, the grey peeking out,

"Draco?"

Something in my stomach lifted and fell at her sleep infused voice calling my name. My given name. She hadn't called me Draco since that day…well the day she decided to sully her life by dating Harry Potter. The thought itself made me want to drop her onto the floor yet my hands stayed steadily at her back.

"Relax Thornton. We're taking you to the Hospital wing."

Her grey eyes stared up at me, wide open and clear, "No." And then her lids lowered again and her face regained its previous deceptive innocent expression that made me…I shook my head.

"What's the matter?"

Blaise whispered, I had stopped walking, halfway down the first floor corridor.

"She doesn't want the hospital wing."

"I thought we already decided that it doesn't matter what she wants."

I stared into Blaise's brown eyes, "Let me amend my previous statement, she's not going to the hospital wing."

His eyes glinted at me and even in the poorly lit corridor I could tell his right eyebrow was raised, "Then where is she going?"

I didn't answer him, turning back around and walking down the stairs. I never felt comfortable wandering the upper floors at night, even though we were disillusioned and I was a prefect, I would much rather have this conversation in the safety of the dungeons.

"Well now that we're home, what now?"

I stopped outside our common room entrance and turned to Daphne, "We'll take her up to your dorm."

We couldn't take her to the lion's den, we would never know how to get in, so this was the only option. Daphne surprised me by shaking her head in the negative, I thought she genuinely liked Thornton.

"That's not a good idea, do you know who I room with? It's too dangerous her being in this condition with both Bullstrode and Pansy around and considering Pansy's mood, I wouldn't put anything past her." She stared down at Thornton, she was right. Maybe we should try waking her up, I moved my shoulder and jostled her head but it just hung to the other side, she wasn't in a normal sleep.

"I guess we have no choice."

Two minutes later I stood in front of the portrait at the back of our dorm, surrounded by the loud snores of Crabbe and Goyle, Nott's bed was empty as I expected it to be and Mason's body was half off his bed.

I adjusted Thornton in my hands, my arm getting slightly numb as I watched Blaise run his hands over the portrait. It was a simple portrait, a lady with her naked back turned to us, long raven hair rolling down to her waist which is where the portrait stopped. Blaise pushed the strands near the base of her neck aside, showing the intricate tattoo at her neck and he outlined the centre rune with his finger. There was a click and the portrait slid aside and we stepped into The Room.

We never gave it a special name and it never warranted one considering the only fifth years that currently new about it was us three and Pansy. I walked to the bed as Blaise set the fire, Daphne quickly adjusted the bed sheets as I lay Thornton down…it suddenly felt cold.

"Well, that's our good deed done for the century. Daph, it's still raining."

Daphne looked at Blaise much the same she did to Pansy earlier on, "Are you insane, I'm not leaving her unattended, she's half dead."

"So we're doing it here then?"

"No! She's right here!" Daphne gestured next to her,

"You just said she's half dead." Blaise shrugged,

Thornton snuggled in the blanket, her nose twitching in an adorable way. Did…did I just call her adorable? Her?

"Night." I walked to the door trying to shake this weird warm feeling the whole time. In a moment of weakness I looked back at the bed,

"Well can I at least sleep next to you?"

"Sure, but no wandering hands."

Daphne and Blaise were white noise, my brain only processing the breathtaking sight that was Kyrianna Thornton doused in the shadows of flickering flames, making her look like some sort of dark angel.

I did something I never did before that night, I didn't change into my pyjamas. I was a creature of habit and I absolutely needed my silk monogrammed pyjamas for a decent sleep. But this night I slept in my school shirt, Thornton's scent clinging to it much like the water to a cloth inducing a heady, almost euphoric feeling to bubble in my veins. Halfway into a too vivid dream that had me throbbing downstairs, I pulled the shirt off me, as if it was the reason that caused the dreams…but I knew…I knew…only one thought plagued me before sleep claimed again…I was royally fucked.

A/N:I don't know how you guys feel about Draco but I always found him interesting, flawed but interesting never the less. Your thoughts are invaluable.

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