The Double Agent { Draco Malfoy smut/love story}

8

"You and Fred study at the same table right?" Draco asked as he jotted down a few notes in his journal.

Arya couldn't help but roll her eyes slightly at his question. She sat across from him and rested her elbow on the table, her hands holding her head up as she leaned against them. "Yes but what has that got to do with anything?"

Draco smirked to himself and looked up at her. "Guys don't when girls talk too much. And if you want him to chase you, you're going to need to learn the proper body language."

Arya scoffed at his words and sat up straight. "Oh so boys don't like to hear us talk? I'll have you know that both Ron and Harry are amazing listeners." She huffs. "They love my stories."

Draco raised his brow and chuckled humorously. "Yeah well neither of them have tried to fuck you yet either have they?" He waits for a response but Arya presses her lips together, folding her arms across her chest. "That's what I thought." He winks, licking over his bottom lip before sliding his boom over to Arya, along with a plain graphite pencil that he had been writing with. "Pretend I'm Fred Weasley."

Arya smirks at that. "Gladly." She bites at her bottom lip slowly, picturing the tall man in front of her rather than Draco. He was quite handsome. Long legs and arms and slender fingers that made his hands probably the size of her head. And those long ginger locks of hair. She could definitely see herself flirting with him rather easily.

Draco rolled his eyes and proceeded. "Show me how you'd flirt, but be careful, Snapes watching, and you know how he feels about talking during study sessions." He pulled another book from the bookcase behind him and opened it in front of him, pretending to study the pages.

Arya followed suit, gently scribbling some pictures into the corner of the journal Draco had given her. She etched in a letter A, surrounding it with small flowers and running around the structure of the letter she had drawn a small snake. She was working on its minuscule scales as she gently moved to press her leg against Draco's. Her eyes moved up to meet his and she gave him a small smirk, her pencil coming up to her lips and gently dragging down them, pulling at her lower lip as her eyes flicked down to his lips, then back up. She let out a soft hum of fascination and then looked back down at her book, feeling his eyes on the pencil that barely cling to the edge of her lip as she did so. Then all at once her pencil dropped back down to the page, returning to the small scales of the snake.

Draco let out a hum of satisfaction and moved to press his leg into her own a bit more. "Very good. I think we're getting somewhere Ar—"

He was silenced by a small shush from Arya, who pointed over her shoulder with a wink. As if Snape himself had been in the very room. She could almost feel Draco's smirk as her eyes fell back down to her paper. Her leg pulled away from his all at once and she closed her book gently, pushed her chair back and stood up. Before Draco could say anything she began. "Hey Fred?" She whispered, and Draco raised his brow at her. "I'm going to need some help with this potions homework later.. meet me at the astronomy tower at 6?" She smiled as Draco nodded and turned around to walk away, her hips swaying just the slightest bit more than usual as she walked, her hand moving to very gently play with the hair in front of her face as she moved.

When she turned back around she smiled brightly. "How was that?" She squealed, knowing she had nailed it.

Draco blew out a puff of air, shaking his head gently at her. "Brilliant." He nodded, his teeth catching the slightest bit of his bottom lip as he looked her over. "Definitely know how to leave a man wanting more." He chuckled to himself. "You sure you've never done this?"

Arya shrugs her shoulder gently and leans against the walls of the room, a smirk playing her lips. "I'm not as innocent as you think Malfoy."

Draco stands up, shoving his hands into his pants pockets as he walks toward her, a small smile playing his lips. "Oh yeah?" He asks, cocking a brow at her. He continues his pace, getting even closer to her now. Arya sucks in a breath as he closes the space between them, his skin so close to hers she can feel the heat radiating off of him. He pulls a hand out of his pocket and pressed it to the wall beside her head, leaning in close, their noses practically touching. "Did you touch yourself last night? Like I asked you to?" He looks down at her, his silver blue eyes piercing into her own.

She lets out a shakey breath and looks down to the floor, too timid to meet his eyes as he lets out a huff of satisfaction. Suddenly his hand grabs her chin, pulling it up to make her look at him. He stares at her for a second and then pulls away with a chuckle. "Honestly Arya, if you expect Fred to fall for you, you can't just cower at his advances when he challenges you." He says plainly, as if he hadn't just sent her head into a tailspin. "You look down at the ground like that and he's going to think you're a prude." He moves to put the book he was using back in place. His long fingers tracing the letters on the books spine as he pulls away. "If there's anything Fred Weasley likes, it's a challenge. You have to-"

"You have to show me." Arya cuts him off. When Draco turns around she's right behind him, looking up at him. "You can't just walk away like that!" She exclaims, her lips pursing slightly. "Tell me how to take control. Show me how to make Fred Weasley think I'm playing into his every word."

Draco smirks gently and moves quickly, his hands move to either side of Arya's waist and with one step, he has her pinned against the table they were just fake studying at, grabbing onto it to keep from falling. His head dips down, his forehead pressing against her own. Arya let's out a soft gasp and bites her lip gently. She wanted to lean in, she wanted to close the gap and kiss him just as he had done to her earlier, but she stayed still, knowing  he was just doing this to teach her. It wasn't Draco she was supposed to be seeing, it was fake Fred. "Challenge me" Draco all but demanded, his voice a low growl.

Arya pushed Draco away, her palms hitting his chest hard as she shoved him. Draco licked his lips gently at that and started towards her again. Arya put her hand on his chest, stopping him in his tracks. She snakes her fingers around the tie he had on, letting them trail down it slowly as she looked into his eyes. "Cute. But I think youve got the wrong idea Fred." She says, a chuckle playing at her lips.

Draco cocks a brow at her. "What idea might that have been?"

Arya thinks for a moment, she could tell him she wasn't here to be humped and dumped like some animal, but she knew that wouldn't be the best answer. She had to challenge him, make him think she had the upper hand. She sucked in a breath and pulled a smirk to her lips. "I don't know, you tell me."

Draco pauses for a moment, trying his hardest not to smile at her answer. Arya nods at the silence and grabs the journal from the table. "That's what I thought." She hums. "Potions homework. And only potions homework." She presses the journal into Draco's chest and smiles as he takes it from her.

He nods gently. "Perfect." A smile pulls to his lips. "Think that's enough for today don't you?" He puts his journal back into the small bag he brought with him and picks it up. "Tonight you need to do what I told you to. How in the hell is Fred going to want to fuck you if you don't even know what you like." He says matter of factly, moving to leave the room. "Go find out. Tonight. I'll see you tomorrow."

And with that Draco leaves the room, leaving Arya by herself. She sucked in a breath and bit at her lip. She looked down at her skirt, knowing little of what confided underneath.

Tonight was definitely going to be interesting to say the least.