'..."I want to hear you beg my name".
"Draco" She breathes in complete ecstasy.
"Good girl" I murmur bending her over.'
Two purebloods, two Slytherins, no more than acquaintances. A game of dares, of risks and nightmares.
-Dare
*Disclaimers:*
- Dra...
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Maeve:
I am awaken by a sharp painful headache, followed by a disgusting smell and taste of whisky in my mouth. I sit up and squint my eyes bringing my hands to my head as the movement makes my temples pound uncontrollably. I grunt from the pain and force myself to sit up to go wash myself. I am still wearing last nights clothes. I remember being very drunk but don't remember going to sleep, nor for sure, changing and showering before bed.
As I walk out of the bathroom some time later I am greeted by a hideous looking Aria, holding her head up in support, make up completely melted under her eyes. I chuckle as I see her.
"You look gorgeous Aria" I joke.
She pulls her middle finger up and without a word shuts the bathroom door behind her. I giggle as I find some clothes to wear. I pick a thick brown turtle neck and light jeans. I usually always wear skirts, especially with my uniform, but I want to be comfy today, having to practice all day. I open the top drawer to find a fresh set of lingerie to change from last night and grin as I see a satin green laced set I bought last summer.
I manage to avoid Aria at breakfast with a light sense of guilt. We never really spoke about studying together again and after last night's drinks I am hoping she will have forgotten.
My head pounding with each of my step, I drag myself to the seventh floor, in front the wall where the door for the Room of Requirement appeared last time I was here, only this time I am alone and quite unsure on how to make it work.
I realise we never gave each other a time to meet here, and now I start wondering whether our agreement still stands. Maybe he's already inside, working on his own task. Maybe he thought I wouldn't come after everything last night.
My mind clears moments later, when he appears from around a corner. I, stupidly waiting, leaning against the opposite wall.
He looks at me as he approaches but doesn't say a word.
He turns to the wall, closes his eyes in concentration and, just like last time, wood and metal materialise from within the wall, meeting together to create a large door right before our eyes. It unlocks and opens slightly.
"After you"
He chants turning back to me.
I look at him, a little taken aback, not really knowing how to act, but I step forward and push the door open only to find a very different setting to the one I found yesterday.
This time, rows of book shelves are the first thing that catch my attention. It is notably smaller than the other room, but still excessively large for two people to work in. It's almost like walking into the library, only this place is brighter, the windows seem larger. It has just one wooden table slightly moved to the left side of the room. A leather couch is also casually leaning against the right wall, looking extremely comfortable.
