NEAR THE END

So lovely

Just as he lays me down on the bed, using his elbow to hold him self up and hovers above me, his soft cold lips press against mine. Our mouths mould together. I push my self on top of him so I can control him. He allows me to.

Draco's large hands follow the curves of my hips against my dress. Running his finger tips along the hem of my outfit, my skin covers itself with goosebumps. I can feel his smile so I move my hand into his messy blonde hair, slightly tugging at the roots just like he loves me to. A small moan escapes my lips and I can tell he loves it. He flips us over so he has the higher ground. My leg hooks around his pulling us closer. Our hips graze each other, I know this is teasing him so much He pulls away for a second and I whine at the loss of his touch. "I love you so fucking much Elizabeth." He whispers into my ear. God, he's so hot. "I..love you too...Draco." I manage to whimper as he has full control of my emotions. He sucks at the skin on my neck. His arm snakes under us pulling us closer than ever and I trace my finger down his back.

I rock my hips into his to torture him more. He whines at my torture methods. "You are gonna pay for teasing me darling."
"Sure Draco, whatever you say." I wrap my arm around his neck deepening our kiss. There is enough electricity to power all of Scotland.
"Try me." He whispers into my mouth as he grinds his hips against me. Damn he really is gonna make me pay. Just as his hand runs down to the bottom of my dress there is a god damn knock at my door.

"One minute." He says politely but letting out a huge sigh at the same time.
"We will be down in a second!" I'm so annoyed, you can hear it in my voice. Whoever it is knocks again. He climbs of me and I am filled with rage. As he pulls the tight shirt over his head and grabs his thin jumper off the desk. I take my hair out and it falls onto my shoulders. I move off the bed and over to the door, but as I go to open it he comes up behind me and whispers "We can finish later my darling." in my ear. I let out a small giggle and open the door. Of course it's Lillian and Charlotte. No surprise there. "What do you need, were kind of busy." I say rolling my eyes.
"Mother says dinner is ready." Lillian says as they both giggle.
"And she said that you need to come down." Charlotte says as they walk off down the corridor. I turn around to see where he is and he is stood right behind me laughing at the twins. "I'm sorry about that sweetheart, they get on my nerves so much. Wanna go get dinner?" I groan as Draco wraps his arms around my waist.
"Yeah I could do with some dinner. Besides I need some more energy after that if we want to carry on later." He chuckles kissing my neck again. I gently swat his arm. I love this side to him, the playful side not the side that pushes people away. As we make our way downstairs, he puts his arm around my shoulder and looks at the hickey he gave me moments ago. "Oh gosh, how will you explain this to your parents Elizabeth?"
"It's fine, its there fault for letting us upstairs alone." I say giggling while a huge smirk covers his face. I can see a bunch of pride take over him. He has marked his territory on me.

We reach the dining room and I am still annoyed that we got interrupted. Draco's arm wraps tighter around my shoulder, pulling me closer to him. I can hear the giggles from Lillian and Charlotte coming from the dining room. As we enter, he pulls me tighter. "Ah, there you are," my father says as we go to sit "your mother is just finishing up, go and take a seat." Draco nods and I whisper to him
"Are you ok? You seem, different."
"Yeh just tired after our afternoon workout and a little hungry." He replies and his smirk grows bigger. I go to sit in a chair and he pulls it out for me. He so old fashioned romantic. Like he does the little things that I love. I kiss his cheek when I sit down on the chair. He pulls out the one next to me and sits. His hand rests on my thigh and squeeze it lightly. His smile gives me enough energy to play a whole quidditch World Cup. The pools of cold grey land on mine and I can't help but fall more in love with this boy.

My mother enters carrying a plate chicken and vegetables (her specialty) and places it in the middle of the table. The girls are sat opposite us and they both start licking their lips, in sync. My father stands up with a big serving spoon and starts to dish it out. Then he looks towards us and gives me and Draco the exact same 'don't think I haven't noticed look' and we look at each other. We must be thinking the same thing. Damn it, the hickey. My mother gently nudges my fathers elbow and he sits back down.

After what seems like forever, we are all finished. Surprisingly, the twins didn't ask us any questions. The topic of the conversation was between Lillian and Charlotte and who would get the boy from the village. My mother said something like "you can't force love, its a force of its own." Her words play over and over in my head. I think about how me and Draco have just come together so naturally. We have gone from: strangers to friends to lovers. I am brought back to reality by the sound of him giggling with the girls. His hand still on my thigh, I can see that Lillian and Charlotte are using their wands to make all of the cutlery float. They are in their second year, but my parents are having to teach them everything after the whole situation. So Mcgonagall had sent a list of standard spells they need to know. But they think they can practice on everything, it's really annoying actually. Anyways, he looks at me and I can see him out the corner of my eye. "You ok babe?" He whispers into my ear, his voice is soft and calming. But the word babe still seems so foreign coming from him as he is so old fashioned. "Yeh just thinking." His hands cup my face perfectly.
"Are you sure, did I do something wrong. If I did I'm sorry. I didn't me-"
"Draco look at me, its fine. I was just thinking about something ok?" The worry on his face settles. He gets so worried over little things but he can't help it. He traces his thumb over my lips and softly kisses them. My mother lets out a cough to announce her presence as she stands in the doorway. And my father followers her, bringing out dessert. Just in time before my sisters make the whole room float.

A few hours have passed, and we are all sat in the living room. The girls are reading, mother and father are discussing the daily prophet, something about how he should get more money at the Ministry Of Magic than the paper reporter's. I look up at Draco because I am cuddling his lap. He is cuddling me as tight as possible but its comforting. I feel safe in his arms. I can feel another kind of love when I am with him. The kind of love that doesn't fade. I feel his eyes on me and I can't help but playfully pout. "What is wrong with you, you look grumpy." He says tapping my nose and giggling.
"I'm boreddd," I sigh "can we find something to do Draco?"
"Yeh sure. Their all busy so we can just do whatever." We smile at each other and sneak out of the room. As we reach the back door I look at him and whisper "Hey why don't I take you to my special place outside?" I remember he wants a place it's for us. Where we can be safe. Just us. No one else. "Yes. We need our place." He says taking both my hands in his and places a gentle kiss on them. I'm slowly falling in this lost boy's, stone grey eyes. I grab my cardigan of the rack of coats and I see Draco has got a thin jumper on. A kiss is planted on my head. "Do I not get a proper kiss?" I playfully say. "Of course my darling." His hands move to the small of my neck as our lips intertwine. I find my hand running through his locks of blonde hair. Just a habit I guess. He pulls away and rests his forehead against mine. "Don't ever let go of our love Elizabeth."
"I wont I promise." My hand slowly interlock with his. I reach for the gold door handle and open it. The cold breeze hits my cheeks. I walk out with him hand in hand and shut the door quietly.

I take him down to the bottom of the garden and out the gate. The birds songs get calmer. We stroll down the trail. My breathing gets calmer, and so does his. We finally reach the creak, I take him through the trees as we reach the water. The birds songs get softer. The trickle of the water get louder. His hand is in mine. I remove my cardigan and I let the humid air kiss my skin. I slowly lead him over to the water and sit on the bank. As he sits on the banking next to me, grass crunches under his trousers he lies back. So do I. We are both lied on the grass watching the sun slowly turn the sky into an amber colour. His hand reaches over to mine and rest on it. His mood has changed drastically. Somethings wrong.