𝓘𝓶𝓹𝓮𝓽𝓾𝓸𝓾𝓼

CHAPTER 11

Anyways- *EXPLICET SCENES AHEAD* 

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Athena couldn't sleep that night. Call it nerves. Nerves being destroyed in Draco's pursuit. Or call it growing insomnia.

The moonlight was glinting in as she layed on top of her extremely comforting bed. She sighed adjusting the pillow, but it didn't help. She wondered what time it was. Looking over beside her, at the nightstand, the clock mirrored the image 6:23 AM. She wasn't going to be able to sleep.

She sat up and walked over to the bathroom. Turing on the faucet, she splashed her face with cold water. She stared back at her reflection letting water droplets drip back into the sink.  She drug her hands over her eyes in attempt to sooth them. It didn't work.

She walked over to the shower and turned it to hot. Highest setting of course. She started peeling off her clothes, dragging down her undergarments, and pushing herself into the water.

The tiny droplets invaded her skin and started admiring every inch of her. Her thoughts were consuming her, in ways that were unbelievable.
She started massaging soap throughout her hair.

She was ready to do whatever her and draco were doing again. But this time she wanted to be more prepared, instead of ambushed in the shower.

She was ready to feel alive again, the feeling that Draco always brought her. The feeling that ignited every inch of her craved body. She closed her eyes rinsing off the soap and sin. Finishing up with her routine- she gathered a towel and walked out. 

She wasn't going to be able to sleep at all- so maybe if she drank some alcohol it would sooth that inscent nerve. She wondered over to a cabinet she had Draco fill- and pulled out firewhisky. She had always preferred wizarding alcohol due to its higher substances. Muggle drinks- were bland and had hardly any help besides giving major headaches even when inducing small amounts.

She sat down on a chaise- the color of dark grey nearly black- and began reading while taking copious amounts of her firewhisky. Once she was halfway through the book and couldn't see double the words she decided to stop sipping on it- and drink water or else the beaming headache would occur in a few short hours. She took the bottle that was nearly all empty and transformed it into a glass. She went to the bathroom sink pouring the remainder of the alcohol into it- then turning it to cold and filling it up. 

She walked back into her room and awaited the hours she would see him. But when tiredness approached she layed down against the chaise- pulling down the half blanket and slept. It wasn't but hours later when into the night 3 sharp taps on the door erupted her sleep. Her back was hardened due to the chaise but she strechted it off. She walked over to the door- before stopping. Looking down at her appearance she groaned. 

She hadn't really known why she cared that much. 

"Who is it?" She said barely audible. But he heard her. He whispered in her head back.

It was faint, 'open the bloody door.'

She rolled her eyes discarding her shirt on the floor leaving her in a black bralette. She was going to search through her drawers to find something seductive when Draco used Alomorah to unlock her door. He paused in her tracks as she turned around to face him. 

Shutting the door- Draco walked over in his normal black trousers and white cuffed button up. 

His fingers traced her arm as goosebumps threatened her skin. Her breathing shattered at the touch of him. His fingers traced her black bra and then one of the straps- he pulled back snapping his fingers- in a quick motion Athena felt a cold breeze consume her chest. Quickly covering her freed breasts- draco smirked.