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Chapter 9

It's been several days since the last time I saw Bella. With increased Quidditch practices every morning and Bella's extended shifts at the cafe to make up for the time off she took for her exams, our time together has drastically diminished. However, we continue to communicate daily. I taught her how to use owls for sending messages, a traditional method in the magical world, which she loved. We've been exchanging letters through my owl, Orion, which Bella finds fascinating, like something out of one of her period novels, or that's what she said. Although when her typical Muggle impatience takes over, she resorts to sending me a text message. Today is Thursday, and after an intense practice and offering some final comments to the team, I hurry to the locker room. On my way, I run into some teammates who call out to me.

"Draco! Where are you rushing off to?" Sarah, one of the team's Chasers, asks with a friendly smile, "we were planning to go to that new pub that opened in Diagon Alley. Are you in?" Marco, one of the Beaters, and Chad, the Keeper, approach with curiosity.

Chad looks at my face and chimes in with a teasing smile. "Someone has a date, right?" he comments, raising an eyebrow. "Why don't you bring her along? The more, the merrier."

"Maybe another time," I responded with a smile, appreciating the invitation. "I've got other plans today."

I say goodbye and head to the locker room to quickly change. I leave the Quidditch field and appear in an alley near Bella's cafe to avoid being seen by Muggles.

As I approach the cafe, I see her through the glass. Bella is behind the counter, her laughter lighting up the entire place. She's wearing a cream-colored summer dress with small floral details, her hair falling in soft waves over her shoulders. I enter and queue up like any other customer, replicating our first meeting by ordering the same coffee and mimicking part of our conversation that day. She plays along with a smile, "Okay, take a seat and I'll bring you your order."

I find an empty table and within a couple of minutes, Bella arrives with two coffees and sits across from me, "I'm on my break. How have you been? I've missed you these days."

"It's been a hectic week, with longer than usual practices, but I feel like the team is making progress," I tell her with a smile.

Her smile widens at the mention of the sport. "When will you take me to see a match? I've been imagining what it would be like. I'm eager to see you in action."

"Soon, I promise," I assure her with a smile. "And how about you? How have you been?"

Her expression softens and she takes a sip of her drink before answering. "I've been busy, trying to make up for the time I lost during exams. But talking to you, even if it's just through letters, has been the highlight of my days. Did you like my Jane Austen references in my last letter?"

"Jane Austen?" I ask, puzzled. Bella opens and closes her mouth in surprise, then just shakes her head and laughs, "Never mind, I'll explain another day."

After laughing a bit more, she continues enthusiastically, "Oh, and I got my exam results... I passed them all!" Her smile is radiant, lighting up her face even more.

"That's brilliant, Bella! We should celebrate," I responded, genuinely enthusiastic for her success.

Her eyes sparkle with a mix of surprise and joy. "Really? How?"

I had an idea in mind that I had been considering, and this seemed like the perfect time to propose it. "How about you come over for dinner at my place tomorrow night? I could cook something special for us."

Bella appears surprised by the invitation, but her smile broadens. "I'd love to," she says, her face tinting with a soft blush.

We set the time, and when I suggested that I could apparate to pick her up, she was initially reluctant. After a brief explanation that it was the quickest and simplest method, she finally agreed, albeit with reservations.

The next day, when I picked her up at her apartment, I was breathless at the sight of her. Bella was stunning in a dark green blouse and a black leather skirt that highlighted her figure. She complemented her outfit with high black heels that accentuated the curvature of her legs, giving her a decidedly sexy air. Her makeup was soft, enhancing her natural beauty. For my part, I had dressed appropriately for the occasion with a gray shirt and black trousers, complemented by a thin matching jacket.

"I can't help saying, you look incredibly beautiful," I commented with a smile.

She blushed at the compliment and then looked at me with an appreciative smile. "And you look quite handsome, as always," she replied.

I offered my arm, which she accepted with slight hesitation, and in an instant, we disappeared from her doorstep to reappear in front of my apartment door. The building looks ordinary from the outside, but inside, every detail is imbued with magic. Bella stopped dead as she crossed the threshold, her mouth slightly open.

From the entrance, one can see a spacious area where the living room and dining room are located. The walls are adorned with tapestries that slowly change images, displaying scenes from the magical world, and the shelves are overflowing with ancient books and various magical artifacts.

"Do you like it?" I asked, already knowing the answer that shone in her eyes.

"It's incredible," she said, her voice filled with awe, which filled me with pride.

I led her to the living room, where in the center is a large sofa, facing a fireplace that I use as a portal for the Floo network. The soft light of the room comes from lamps that float near the ceiling.

Bella continued to explore the room with curiosity while I headed to the kitchen to check on dinner. I took out a dish similar to a Muggle lasagna, but with layers of fresh vegetables and a blend of melted cheeses, wrapped in an aromatic mist that enhances its flavor. I took the opportunity to set the table, and using my wand, the plates, cutlery, and glasses arranged themselves perfectly, while a couple of floating candles automatically lit up.

After making sure everything was in place, I took two glasses and filled them with a magical sparkling brew. I walked over to Bella, offering her one of the glasses with a smile.

"Thanks," she said, accepting the glass. Then she pointed with a smile at the table, "It's amazing, Draco. Everything is perfect."

After a small toast, we sat down at the table. As we began to eat, Bella eagerly tried the dish I had prepared. Her face lit up with approval, "This is delicious," she said, with a smile that made my heart beat a little faster. During dinner, we chatted quietly. Our glances met several times, loaded with intensity and anticipation for the rest of our evening.

After dinner, we got up from the table, and I proceeded to show her more closely the objects that adorned the room. I started with a moving photograph of my parents and me when I was about 13 years old. "This was at a national Quidditch event, years ago," I explained, with a bit of nostalgia and melancholy for that somewhat happier and calmer period of my life.

"You look adorable," Bella said with a bright smile as she examined the photo more closely. Internally, I thought about how she wouldn't have thought the same of me if she had known me at that time. I would have despised her for what she is, a Muggle. The mere thought repulsed me. I really was an idiot for much of my life.

Then we moved to a shelf full of ancient books and magical artifacts. I selected a couple of objects: a magical compass that always points to what you've lost and a small hourglass that can reverse time, but only a minute. "These are some of the most fascinating artifacts I've collected," I said, watching as Bella examined them with curiosity and awe. She listened attentively as I described their functions and the history behind each one.

She continued to explore the shelf, asking questions every few minutes about some object or book that caught her attention. I happily answered all her questions.

It was then that, within her exploration, she came across something that I had forgotten was there. On the lowest shelf, behind other objects, was my Death Eater mask.

"What is this, Draco?" she asked, pointing to the mask with a curiosity that mingled with an intuition of its dark meaning.

Breathing became heavy, and for a moment, the air in the room seemed to condense. "That's a part of my past that I'm not proud of having lived. It's my Death Eater mask," I confessed with a broken voice, feeling the dark memories begin to surface.

A cold winter night, darkness loomed over us as I prepared alongside another Death Eater, Adrian Nott, for a mission dictated by Lord Voldemort himself. Adrian was about 22 years old, and more experienced in missions like these. The mission: to eliminate a Mudblood wizard, Elijah, who spread propaganda against the Dark Lord. Despite the fear consuming me, adrenaline forced my steps forward.

We confronted Elijah in a dark alley. Spells flew, illuminating the darkness with their deadly flashes. While Adrian attacked without hesitation, my own wand trembled in my hand. Elijah, desperate yet brave, defended his life with great skill.

As the battle intensified, the critical moment came. "Avada Kedavra!" Adrian shouted, and the lethal green of the killing curse ended Elijah's life before I could intervene. Paralyzed, I could only watch as the body fell lifeless, the echo of the curse resounding in my mind like a tearing scream.

Returning to the present, my body tensed with the memory. Disgust and rage filled me, and without thinking, I turned to Bella with a fierce expression. "What are you doing here with me, Bella? You should get away before I corrupt and break you like I did with so many others" my voice came out harsher and more emotionally charged than I would have liked.

Bella, surprised by the intensity of my reaction, stepped forward. "Draco, I..."

"No, you don't understand," I interrupted, the anger bubbling inside me like poison. "I've done things you can't imagine. Things that..."

She reached me, her hands seeking mine, her touch trying to calm the storm raging within me. "Draco, I'm here because I want to be. We've talked about this; you accept me as I am, and I accept you, all of you."

Filled with rage at myself, and at her for not realizing the mistake she was making by being with me, I observed her for a long moment, still furious and frustrated, until the strength of my emotions overcame me, and I found myself on my knees, tears finally freeing themselves as the weight of the world I had silently carried fell away. "I'm scared," I whispered, "scared that you'll leave me if you ever truly understand the full magnitude of my mistakes."

Bella knelt beside me, enveloping me in an embrace that felt like a beacon in the storm. "Draco, I love you. That's not going to change, no matter your past. I'm here, with you," her words flowed over me, soft and firm.

Her words, simple yet powerful, struck deep. "Really?" I asked, needing to hear it one more time.

"Really," she confirmed, and then, bringing my face between her hands, she kissed me. It was a soft kiss at first, exploratory, but quickly deepened, carried by a torrent of emotions that we had both been containing.

Still kissing me, she took my hands and slowly guided me to the sofa. The light from the candles dimmed after my mental breakdown, creating a much more intimate atmosphere. With a gentle push, she invited me to sit, and then she settled into my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck and placing soft kisses on my lips. With my hands, I left gentle caresses along her back. We stayed in that position for several minutes, simply sharing that intimate and peaceful moment between her and me.

My voice is barely a whisper between our kisses when I say, "I love you, Bella," I confess, feeling my heart race with the sincerity of my words. Bella gently stops the kiss, pulling back slightly to look me directly in the eyes. I continue, "I don't understand how someone as wonderful as you would want to be with me, with all my mistakes, but I am infinitely grateful for you."

Her own eyes are filled with emotion. "Draco," she says with a firm yet tender voice, "I love you, for who you are now. Don't let your past make you doubt this," she said pointing between us. "I'm here for you."

Bella kissed me softly on the lips again. This time she continued with small kisses down to my neck, which made me moan. Her breath against my skin sent a delicious shiver through me.

She then moved her lips away from my skin and began to stand up. Before I could express my longing to have her close again, I see how with a determined look, she stands in front of me and begins to undress. I watch in slow motion as she unbuttons her blouse, letting it fall to the floor and allowing me to see her breasts wrapped in the fabric of a black lace bra. Then she lets her skirt fall to the floor, leaving her in her matching panties. The sight took my breath away. "You are so beautiful, Bella."

She smiled slightly before positioning herself over me again, with her knees on either side of my legs. She gently positions her center over my prominent erection, which peeks visibly through the fabric of my pants. At the contact Bella moans and it is the most wonderful sound I have ever heard. That sound took me out of my hypnosis produced by her sensual act, and I held her firm by the waist while with my lips I begin to trace her neck, going down little by little to her breasts. I looked into her eyes before I licked over the fabric of her right nipple. Her breathing became agitated and she whimpered softly at the contact of my lips and tongue.

I moved one of my hands up to her other breast and caressed it gently through the fabric, while I used my other hand to remove the fabric covering her nipple. I looked at it for a moment, admiring its perfection, before wrapping my lips around it. I begin to lick and bite it gently. "Draco," she says in a moan, as I continue my exploration of her breasts.

Her fingers ran over my shoulders and back, leaving a soft tickle wherever she touched. Then, without thinking, she began moving her body gently over me, creating a delicious friction. We both moaned and I returned my lips to her neck while holding her firmly by the waist, guiding her movement. Our breathing became more agitated with each touch. I wish I had less clothes on so I could feel her better.

As if hearing my thoughts, Bella stopped, pulled away from me a little, and without leaving my lap began to unbutton my shirt. After getting rid of the garment I saw how her gaze strayed to my arm. Another vestige of the past that I feared could change everything between us: the Death Eater's mark. My heart raced, knowing there was nowhere to hide. She examined it in the dim glow of the candles, her finger tracing the dark, winding line of the mark. I stood still and held my breath, waiting for any sign of repulsion or fear.

But instead of pulling away, Bella lifted my arm, bringing it to her lips. She placed a soft, lingering kiss over the mark, then looked up to meet my eyes. As always, there was no fear or revulsion in her eyes, only acceptance and love.

I thanked her with a slight smile, before pulling her back to me. I kissed her on the lips, her mouth half open giving me access. I ran my tongue around the inside of her mouth, still fascinated by her delicious taste and aroma. She held my neck tightly as we kissed.

Then I grabbed her thighs with my hands and stood up, and with a firm grip I led her towards my room.

The room is dimly lit by the moonlight filtering through the window. Reaching the edge of the bed, I laid her down as I quickly removed my pants and shoes. From her position on the bed, Bella watched me intently and gently bit her lip.

I approached her again and positioned myself over her, leaning on my arms, as I gave her a soft kiss on the lips. From there I went down slowly, running my hands and mouth over every corner of her body. I lifted her slightly to undo the clasp of her bra and I got rid of that garment. Continuing my exploration, I caressed and licked her breasts, to which she responded with sensual moans that left me wanting more and more.

I continued down, until I reached her crotch, and with a quick movement I pulled down her panties, leaving her completely exposed in front of me. I kneeled at the edge of the bed between her legs, and without losing eye contact, I traced paths of kisses down her legs at the same time as I removed her shoes with my hands.

I continued my path kissing her legs, again approaching her center. I left kisses from one leg to the other, taking my time.

"Draco, please," she said in a pleading moan. I looked at her with a crooked smile and then moved down to her core. I started licking between her completely wet folds. I tasted all of her juices which were exquisite. When I reached her clit and gave it soft licks her moans got louder. Her body started to move towards my mouth, unspokenly asking me for more.

I made circles with my tongue on her clit, while playing with my fingers between her folds. I followed her every reaction with my eyes when I decided to introduce a finger. Her eyes closed as she arched her back and released a wonderful moan.

I pushed my finger in and out, enjoying her reactions. Then I added a second finger to which she reacted by twisting her body even more with pleasure. "Oh god, Draco, faster."

I obeyed and began to make more erratic and rapid movements with my tongue on her clit while I continued to move my fingers in and out. Her moans were getting louder and louder and with her hands she held my hair, pushing me closer to her center. I felt how she was getting closer and closer to her climax, while she repeated my name between increasingly intense moans. I did not take my eyes off her face while I continued to lick her clit more and more quickly and erratically and I see the exact moment when she cums with a cry of pleasure.

Seeing her like this is definitely the sexiest thing I've ever seen in my life. I looked at her with a smile as she caught her breath. "You don't know how sexy you look right now."

Bella smiled and commented, "That was amazing, Draco." Still breathing heavily from her orgasm.

While Bella catches her breath, I climb back onto the bed and trail kisses along her belly, breasts, neck, and then kiss her softly on the lips. We stayed like that for a few moments, me completely on top of her and supported by my arms at her sides.

With her hands she began to explore my body in that position while deepening the kiss. She traced invisible paths along my abdomen with her fingers, lightly burying her nails, leaving me feeling a shiver of pleasure.

Then she gently pushed me onto the bed, so that I was lying on my back on the mattress and she was leaning on her side lightly on my chest. As she watched me intently, she began moving her hand, slowly and deliberately, along my body, creating a delicious sensation on my skin.

Her hand continued its journey, exploring the contours of my erect member, still encased in my underwear. She stroked it over the fabric and I felt my breath hitch in my throat as I felt the pleasure begin to build within me. Without losing eye contact, she slid her hand through the edge of my underwear, touching me for the first time. The mere contact made me groan, to which Bella smirked, happy with her reaction on me.

She wrapped her hand around my cock and began to slowly masturbate me, her eyes never leaving my face. My breathing became labored as Bella picked up the pace. "Do you like it?" she asked with an innocent smile.

I released a guttural groan before answering, "What do you think?" I threw my head back and let myself be carried away by the exquisite sensations she was generating in me.

Still touching me, she left a trail of kisses down my abdomen, up my neck and jaw. Then she began to squeeze and release my cock, making me arch my back, unable to keep still.

I felt myself rapidly approaching a climax, but I still had other plans. I then decided to take control again and holding her waist with one hand I rolled her over so that I am on top of her leaning on my other hand so as not to crush her. Instinctively she opened her legs for me. I kissed her passionately, which she responded to with fervent desire.

"Bella," I said between kisses. Then I took a little distance to look into her eyes. "A few hours ago I took a potion with contraceptive effect. That should be fine, but if you want, I also bought some muggle condoms."

"I'm on the pill too, so we're fine," she told me with a slight smile.

I smiled at her as well before kissing her again, a little more calmly. I caressed her naked body with one hand, the other still resting on the mattress. Without stopping kissing her on the lips, I continued my journey down to her center, and ran my fingers up and down between her folds. Bella began to move her hips as well, increasing the contact at her pace. "Draco," she said my name between a moan and a plea for more.

Then I left her mouth to have a small distance between our faces so that I could observe her when I entered her. I watched her intently while holding my cock with one hand and helping me find her entrance. She was so wet that it went in easily, and we both moaned in pleasure. It's an incredible sensation. I began to move in and out, my breathing ragged as I listened to the wonderful moans Bella makes. Her hands ran up my back as her hips moved with me, taking me deeper.

"Faster, Draco," she begged as she dug her nails into my back. Obediently, I picked up the pace, knowing I wouldn't last much longer. The sensations and sounds of her had me on the verge of exploding. The sound of our moans and labored breathing filled the room. Our gazes locked on each other, and I saw the exact moment Bella had her second orgasm, arching her back and saying my name in a cry of pleasure. A few seconds later I followed suit, exploding inside her.

We stayed in that position for a moment before I collapsed onto the bed beside her, wrapping one arm around her, not wanting to lose the closeness. Our breaths were short, our bodies glistening with sweat.

"Wow," Bella was the first to speak, a smile on her face.

"I agree," I responded with a side smile. Then I slightly adjusted our position, opening my arms for her to rest against my chest. We stayed like that, embraced, enjoying the quiet stillness after our first time together.

With my free hand, I gently caressed Bella's face, feeling the softness of her skin under my fingers. I looked at her and, with all the love I felt for her, whispered near her ear, "I love you, Bella."

She returned my gaze, her eyes shining with deep emotion, and responded with a voice that echoed the intensity of my feelings, "And I love you, Draco. More than I ever thought possible."

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