|Yes,Draco | 18+

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warning: 18+, the following content can be sensitive to some. It consists of sexual acts, slight violence

Draco walked eerily close to the girl that stood before him. Each step he took towards Myah, the more she backed away and found herself blocked in by a wall.
"I'm just lost, Draco. That's all." She says.

Draco doesn't believe her, he knows she was with Potter. Potter loves snooping on conversations that have nothing to do with him.
He chooses to ignore her and admires the outfit she wore to Slughorn's party. He smiled.

"What a pretty dress you wore for Potter," his hand traveled its way up Myah's chest, caressing over Myah's breast and coming to its final destination on her neck.

"I wore it for myself, thank you very much. Also, what was that during charms today?" He ignored her question and circled Myah as he examined her 360.

Myah began to feel hot and tried to turn away from Draco but he beat her to it by forcing her back against a wall.  She then went to grab her wand but was soon stopped by Draco's wand connecting with her neck.

"Beat you to it, Zabini." He chuckled and he takes her wand from her hands and tosses it to the side of the hall.
"You win," Myah says in defeat while throwing her hands up.

"Come here ." He says in a low tone. He grabs Myah by the hands and leads her to a room that must've been an abandoned classroom.
It was dark and only being lit by one single light. There were old chairs and tables stacked in a corner and one window. You could see the dust particles floating in the singular light source.

Myah looked all around the room nervously, hoping she could see some way out of the mysterious classroom The only way out was a door, but Draco was guarding it.
"What's your problem, Malfoy? Do you have some sick sensation with scaring me? Throwing me in an old creaky room with you..you're mental." Myah spats.

Myah walked past Draco in a fit of anger but was quickly pulled back by him when he grabbed her by the arm and moved her against a desk.

She could sense the amount of anger and frustration he was going through, almost like he was at the point of breaking down.

He didn't say anything to her but held her with a tight grip and breathed heavily as they locked eyes.

"Draco...are you ok?" She asks concerned. He looked as if he hadn't slept in weeks. The bags under his eyes were so heavy and dark..his hair so white.

She lifted a hand to his face and touched his cheeks to examine them. She trailed her fingers over his jaw and felt the texture of his skin.
Cold, he felt as cold as ice.

"Don't look at me like that. As if something is wrong with me ..nothing is wrong with me.."

She then places her hands on his chest and grips onto his black suit.  She pulls him closer to her and analyzes the look in his eyes.
"Draco.." she whispers his name, bringing him closer and closer to her.

He listens to her soothing voice and finally calms down.
"I hate how weak you make me feel" he whispers in her ear. He lifts a hand to her shoulder and slowly moves the sleeve of her dress down and kisses her exposed shoulder.
"That's why I stopped seeing you during the summer. Because you made me feel things that I wasn't ready to feel yet."
He left a string of kisses from the top of her head to the crook of her neck and began sucking away at patches of her skin. Each kiss left a light bruise behind.

It felt like heaven to feel him again like she was almost at peace. Myah had long forgotten about Harry as she indulged in Draco's comfort.
She ran her fingers through his blonde hair and guided him down her body as he fell to her legs and lifted her dress and revealed her pink underwear.
Draco then took ahold of her legs and parted them slightly. His fingers had a mind of their own as they traced over Myah's entrance which earned a moan from her. Draco smiled to himself, feeling proud.