avada kedavra

chapter 6: damn hand

Shaking my thoughts, I look through my closet to find suitable clothes for quidditch. Slipping on some old sweats, I make my way to the quidditch pitch, bumping into a hard chest as I walk. I look up to be met with a pair on angry, blue eyes. Draco. A pink tinge colours my cheeks as I remember the events of my dream, the small fragments forming a bigger picture. As his footsteps echoed behind me, I realised that he didn't get mad at me. Confusion invaded my thoughts as I walked towards the pitch. He hates me doesn't he?

A smooth voice started to get closer to me, meeting the figures gaze, I found out it was Blaise.

"Fancy seeing you here y/n", sarcasm enveloped in his words.

"Oh shut up, I didn't even take that long" A small smile appeared on his face. Just as he was about to reply, a broom came hurdling at us. Adrian.

Running over to see if he was ok, he stuck out a thumbs up and ,while limping, tried to make his way over.

"You guys ready to play some quidditch?"

"Doesn't really look like we can, I mean there are only three people."

"Nonsense, quidditch can be played with as little or as many people you want."

"I agree with y/n, maybe we should save this for another day and get the rest of the group to join as well?"

No. I wanted to scream no. I can't do that especially with Tom and Draco, that would be far too much torture.

"Fine, that sounds good. Are you in y/n?"

Shit. I could make up some bullshit about how my schedule is too full but Blaise is literally and undercover detective and he would definitely find out, guess we'll have to say yes then.

"Yeah sure, that sounds really good." Wow, that was a bit much y/n, get a grip of yourself.

"Okay cool let's go to the great hall and get some breakfast, I'm starving."

"Blaise, you haven't done anything except stand around." Adrian muttered while rolling his eyes.

"I'm sorry that I wasted all my energy trying to wake up y/n."

"y/n? y/n!"

"Yes sorry what?" I tried to scramble a sentence together but all I could think about were those blue eyes staring at me. Staring all over me.

"Hm, we decided to go get breakfast now, you going to come with?" There was a glint of hope in Blaise's chocolate eyes, I could not let him down. Especially after that dream.

"Yeah sure sure, I'm not too hungry though so i won't have much"

A smile lit up on his face, "As long as you're there it will be great"

After that the three of us made our way to the great hall, Adrian on Blaise's left and me on his right. His hand kept brushing against my thigh and it eventually gripped onto mine. There it was again, that weird feeling of warmth at the bottom of my stomach.

Just as I was about to turn to him we made it to the hill where he finally dropped my hand. I wondered why but then I saw them. Well I saw him. Draco. He was practically shooting bullets with his stare, I guess Blaise was intimidated. But that didn't stop him from walking over there and pulling me to sit down next to him.

"Merlin it is tense here" muttered an Adrian Pucey with his mouth filled.

And just like that it was over. Everyone began to make conversation with eachother, I could overhear Pansy and Astoria talking about the latest bags that were released whereas Theo and Adrian were in a deep conversation about quidditch. None of which I was surprised.

But what did surprise me was feeling a warm hand sliding up my thigh, heading towards the skort I chose to wear for quidditch. I guess it really did catch Blaise's attention. The hand moved higher and higher until it hit my warmth. And it felt good. Slowly the hand began to run small circles against my clit once moving the thin material of the skort to the side. His fingers moved faster and faster so much I had to stuff a large pancake into my mouth. Of course Draco just rolled his eyes at me but I didn't care Blaise's hand was putting me in a state of bliss and nothing could bring me down. All my surroundings turned into a blur as the damn hand sped up its pace. And then I was there. Merlin Blaise was so good. As I turned up to look at him my whole world came crashing down. Fuck, that's not Blaise.
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woah!! she had a fun time i guess. i mean it depends on whose hands those were. any guesses??