Forever And Always | D.M

Chapter 12

Smiling with a newfound sense of connection and understanding with Draco, I leaned in to kiss him. Feeling a sudden surge of confidence as I unhooked his belt and slowly unzipped his pants.

I tentatively grasp the waistband of his boxers, tugging them down until he is completely exposed to me. His size surprises me, much larger than I anticipated. I can tell he notices my surprise, so he reassures me with a low, lustful voice, "It's okay if it's too much."

I ignore him as my tongue finds the top of his head, allowing a single drop of pre-cum to be the first thing I taste.

He groans softly, his gaze locked with mine. His breath grows deeper and faster. I close my lips around him, lightly caressing him with my tongue as I savor every inch of his shaft.

I slowly make my way down him, taking him into my mouth as far as I can go. I look up at him, my eyes watering from his size.

He gently grabs my hair, moving my head along with his thrusts. "Fuck, Sofia you look so beautiful with my dick in your mouth," He murmurs. A familiar, pulsing warmth fills my mouth as I find a rhythm, allowing him to pound into my mouth.

After a few blissful minutes of pleasuring Draco, we tidied up as he assisted me in rising to my feet, startled by a loud pounding on the door.

"Sofia, are you in there?" Harry asked, his voice laced with concern. Draco scoffed and rolled his eyes, prompting a gentle shove from me as I silenced him.

"Yeah," I murmured, a small moan escaping my lips as Draco pulled me back to him and began kissing my neck. My eyes widened in surprise, yet I managed to utter, "I'll be out there in a minute."

"Are you alright?" Harry asked as I fixed Draco with a glare. "Yes, I'm fine," I said tightly, listening for Harry's footsteps to move away before I turned to Draco, who was barely containing his amusement.

"That's not funny," I exclaimed as I unlocked the door to make my escape. But before I could get away, Draco grabbed me and attempted to kiss me. I quickly turned my head away, causing him to look at me in surprise. Unable to contain my amusement, I laughed as I quickly ran out of the bathroom leaving him in a state of stunned shock.

•••

My friends gave me curious gazes as I returned to the table. We started discussing Professor Slughorn's invitation to his supper party and his reminder to keep an eye out for his owl.

Ron asked Harry in an inquisitive tone, "What are you playing at?"

"Dumbledore has requested that I get to know him better," Harry stated.

As we left Hogsmeade, I had an unsettling feeling. An inexplicable energy hung in the air, and I couldn't quite identify it. Then, a blood-curdling scream echoed from nearby, sending a chill down my spine.

We all sprinted towards the source of the noise, and that's when we saw Katie Bell, one of our fellow Gryffindor students, up in the air with her arms extended. Leanne, her friend, was sobbing in fear, desperately attempting to aid her. Suddenly, Katie plummeted to the ground, writhing and screaming.

"Don't get any closer. Get back all of you!" Hagrid shouted, picking her up as Hermione and I rushed to help Leanne. Meanwhile, Harry and Ron moved to inspect the package on the floor.

"I've seen this before," Harry declared, his gaze fixed on the opal necklace. "Don't touch it!" Hagrid cautioned as we hurried to take Katie to the hospital wing, while Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Leanne remained to investigate who had perpetrated the crime before anyone else could get hurt.

Walking in stunned silence, barely able to process what we had just witnessed, we eventually reached the hospital wing, where Madam Pomfrey was quick to start tending to Katie's injuries.

As I sat by her bed, waiting anxiously for any news. It wasn't until much later that I learned Katie would recover, but that she had been cursed with powerful dark magic.

Leaving the Hospital Wing with a feeling of relief, I gave Madam Pomfrey a grateful smile as a sign of my appreciation before I departed, confident that things would be alright with Katie.

Once I rounded the corner, my ears perked up at the mention of Draco's name and I knew I had to investigate. My heart raced with anticipation as I crept closer to the source of the conversation, eager to discover what was happening while I concealed myself behind the wall.

"Why is it always the three of you when something happens?" Professor McGonagall questioned sharply.

"Believe me, Professor," Ron said in a smart tone, "I've been struggling with this question for six years." I peered over and saw Professor Snape enter the room.

"Oh, Severus," Professor McGonagall inquired, her voice tinged with curiosity, "What do you think?"

Professor Snape gravely remarked, "I think Miss Bell is fortunate to have survived."

"She must have been cursed," Harry declared solemnly. "I know Katie and she wouldn't harm a fly. If she was bringing it to Dumbledore, she wasn't doing it knowingly."

Professor McGonagall said gravely, "Yes, she was cursed."

"Harry confidently declared, 'It was Malfoy.'"

I muttered to myself in disbelief, "What?!"

Professor McGonagall intoned seriously, "That is a very serious accusation, Potter."

"Indeed?" Snape asked skeptically. "What proof do you have?"

"I just know," Harry said smartly.

"You just know?" Snape repeated as I made my way to the common room.

Sitting on the floor in front of the warmly glowing fire, I hugged my knees to my chest, contemplating the words Harry had said about Draco. I wanted to believe he was wrong, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't quite right when Draco entered the Three Broomsticks.

Shutting my eyes, I inhaled deeply, attempting to banish any fears of Draco acting in such a manner toward anyone. Hermione's voice jolted me out of my reverie when I heard her call out my name.

As I looked up and saw the three of them standing before me, I gave them a faint smile before offering my apology. "Yeah?" I asked as they took their seats beside me.

"Are you okay?" Harry asks as I looked up at him, surprised by the question. We had all just witnessed Katie being cursed, and it was a terrifying experience. But I hadn't realized that it was affecting me so much that Harry was worried about me.

I took a deep breath and nodded, telling him that I was fine. Hermione and Ron both looked at me with concern, but I assured them that I was okay.

We all sat in silence for a few more minutes, lost in our thoughts. But I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled in my chest. I knew that something was brewing, something dangerous, and I couldn't help but wonder what was coming next.