Just Friends ; Draco Malfoy

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"on your knees"

"Where are we going and why'd we have to change?" He sighed.

"Why's she talk so much?" I sighed back.

"Because I have a mouth." He gritted his teeth as he shuffled next to me, (since we'd been sitting in a carriage going somewhere unknown.) Then he began to whisper in my ear.

"I like you, so don't get on my bad side, Young." I looked to Draco, who was seemingly terrified. At least he appeared to be that way...

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"Hogwarts?" Lucius questioned the man, but he got no reply.

"The children shall go back for now, that way they'll have more time." I could see tears leave Narcissa's eyes as I shared a quick glance with her. I then looked at Draco and just sent him a small nod, watching as he jumped out of the small vehicle. "Happy Christmas!" And then they were gone...

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"Are you fucking insane?" We'd somehow made our way into Draco's dorm, only seeing a few others here for the holiday. Although, the people were the last thing that I was thinking about right now.

"He said he liked me, you know?" I rolled my eyes, turning around and unbuttoning my jeans.

"What're you doing?" I sighed.

"Well, you're not letting me go to my dorm so i'm getting changed here instead." I watched as he bit down on his lip, the habit he'd scowled me so many times for having. The thick denim rolled off my body like silk, as my top was a soft cotton, my knickers a thin black lace. He didn't speak a word, only watching like a coward. I finally pulled on my robe, the thick gray warming me like a fire.

"Such a dirty little whore," he grabbed my face, pushing me against the tall framed window. "You make me sick..." I then felt a sting, my face burning as he'd just hit me. I whimpered, yet I secretly enjoyed the pain. "Sick! Do you hear me?" He hit me again, this time I only bit my lip. He smirked, clearly coming to the realization that I hadn't minded the pain.. I simply loved it. It was a way to ignore my emotional pain, and for that it made me feel like it truly was okay. "You can't just listen can you?" I moaned, his fingers pulling the horribly laced cloth off of me and letting it fall to the ground.

"I told you," he pushed my body into the glass again, my bare cheeks pressing against it making our own makeshift curtains. "He's dangerous, Bethy..." he bit the inside of his cheek for the millionth time, his hands pressing onto either side of my hips as I watched his eyes fade down. First my breasts, then my stomach, and finally between my thighs. "Is that what you want?" I didn't speak, my mind running circles leaving me utterly speechless. "Do you want this?" My head flew back, as his fingers forcefully shoved into me while he continued to speak. "Answer me, whore." His other hand let go of my hip, his roughness growing as he hit my now handprinted cheek.

"Y-es." I let out a whimper, my hands flying to the window sill as he filled me with another.

"Are you sure?" He ran his finger over my clit, the helpless bead begging for more.

"Pleas-" I began to grow frustrated, but quickly stopped myself from begging as I watched his face lighten.

"Well, you're not going to get it anyway..." he slowly pulled away, my breathing slowing down till he grabbed me by the neck. "On your knees, now."

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A/n
literally editing this in math class bye