avada kedavra

chapter 5:dream

The small smile I had held shattered off my face. I slowly spun round, awaiting the look of fury in his ice blue globes. Instead, I was met with a much calmer face. A different face to be exact. My once racing heart slowed down, just to speed up as I was filled with rage.

"ZABINI. HOW COULD YOU SNEAK UP ON ME LIKE THAT. YOU KNOW THAT DRACO HATES ME. IMAGINE IF HE SAW ME SNOOPING IN HIS ROOM-"

I was cut off by the feeling of his warm lips crashing down on mine. I quickly responded, melting into the kiss. He slowly sucked on my lower lip, biting it to give him access.  Pushing me into the bathroom, his scattered kisses moved across my jawline, all the way up to my ear. It felt extraordinary. The sensation of a warm entity moving across the sensitive spot made me shiver in response. The quick pecks moved down my neck, in between my shoulder, stopping once he reached the fabric. The sound of our harsh exhales echoed throughout the bathroom.

"So, what were you doing in our room?" He composed with a slight smirk.
"I actually wasn't snooping. I was looking for a first aid kit."
A small chuckle, "And why did you need this first aid kit?"
"To-. Never mind, it's not like you would believe what I have to say."
"Y/N, oh y/n. You've got to understand that I believe you, I trust you"
"I know but-"
"Why do you need the first aid kit?"
"It was Tom. He had grabbed my wrist hard when I turned away from him. And I'm not going to risk getting another bruise."
"Another-"
"Please, no more questions" I whispered as our faces got closer and closer. A loud slam reverberated throughout the room.

Malfoy was back.

I pushed Blaise as hard as I could into the shower, hoping not to be caught. The door rattled open, peeking through the shower curtains I watched as he stared at himself in the mirror. Broken. Lost. Empty. There were many words to describe how he had looked but the one I would emphasise most was vulnerable. He looked as if anything could shatter him in a single snap. It scared me. How could the Draco Malfoy look broken. It had made no sense to me, but Blaise had watched with wide eyes, he knew. Blaise knew what was happening. It was obvious, but his focus was on Draco's arm, particularly his forearm. He stared at it with so much guilt that it had made me feel bad. But what is so bad about his arm. Was he like me? Did he cut? No, he couldn't have. There is no way Draco Malfoy would harm himself to feel better. But what was it. The continuous nagging feeling played at the back of my mind as Blaise slipped, snapping Draco out of his thoughts. A small curiosity had formed in his icy blue eyes, but it flickered out as quick as it came. A sigh had escaped his lips before he rushed out of the small bathroom.

Slowly, we started to get up out of the tangled mess we lay in. Trying to make as little noise as possible, in fear that Draco was lurking near by. Tiptoeing out of the bathroom, I close the door behind us as Blaise starts talking.

"I actually had to ask you something."
"Go ahead then."
"So, um me and Adrian were wondering if you would like to play some quidditch with us tomorrow?"

I could see the look of hope gleaming in his pools of brown. Oh god, if I said no he would be devastated.

"Oh, I would love to Blaise."
His whole face had lit up when he started to walk out of the room before shouting a loud 6 sharp.
"Wait 6 AM or 6 PM"
"AM, we have OWLs soon"
Yay. I love waking up at 6 in the morning. Wait I would have to wake up even earlier. Fuck my life. Trudging over to my bedside table I set an alarm for 5:30, this would be the earliest I have gotten up in ever. It would be smart to sleep now. Tucking myself into my warm sheets, I cuddled into my soft pillow. Realising I forgot to flip it over, I sat up and flipped the pillow; lying on its cool surface. I will never understand why people like their pillows warm.

The feeling of his lips upon mine, the warmth of his body moving against mine in a perfect rhythm. The look of bliss in his beautiful eyes. His rings moving up and down my body as I grind against him. Oh god, Draco. Making his way down, I moaned into his ear as he kissed across my collarbone, dragging my sleeve down my arm.

"Y/N, Y/N"

The continuous knocking interrupted my dream.My dream... fragments of the dream flashed through my head, my dream about Draco. This was bad. The knocking became more and more persistent. Groaning, I slipped out of the warm silk sheets the the shock of the dream overtaking my features. Slowly opening the door, I see two brown eyes staring back at me.

"I knew you wouldn't be ready by now."
"What time is it." I responded in a low groan.
"It's 5, honestly did you forget we're playing quidditch today."
"Of course I didn't, my alarm was just set for 5:30 as I was told that we were going to play quidditch at 6."
A sheepish smile invaded his features,
"Yes I know, but I just couldn't resist to see you." He chuckled, quickly sending a wink in my direction.
"Oh Romeo, I couldn't wait for your visit. This is absolutely splendid. Just give me a quick minute to dress in my garments and I will be out on the field."
"Anything for you Juliet, I shall wait in sorrow till I see your beautiful face again."
"I shall bid you adieu now." I said in the poshest accent I could muster, closing the door slowly as he walked away.

Now, I have another situation on my hands. I had a wet dream about Draco. How could I do that? Especially when Blaise has treated me with the upmost respect. I'm such a terrible friend.

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so this is chapter five, had y/n got over her feelings for Draco?

I guess we'll find out soon