Desired | Draco Malfoy & Theodore Nott, 18+

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''Does it hurt?'' Isla asked, her hand stroked over Leo's bruised skin, ''It looks like it would hurt.'' She mumbled, letting her thumb brush the mauve-colored coat,

''It hurts.'' He groaned back, and his face fell into a tortured mantle, ''But Madame Pomfrey said it would be better in a few days.''

''I'm sure she did,'' Isla hummed, dragging her touch away from his, ''It's been a couple of days already, so I'm sure that it will feel better soon.''

She sought to force a smile, to comfort him, and ease the pain he must be feeling.

''I definitely hope so,'' He grunted, leaning back onto his bed as her spine fell against the headboard of it. She peered around, noticing the slight shifts in details that he'd made.

''You changed the dressers?'' She mumbled, still clocking everything that felt new, ''And the—''

''Zabini did,'' Leo's eyes sealed, and he let out a loud sigh, ''He bought new things where he thought it would fit.''

''I see...'' She remembered how he shared his room with Blaise, ''I forgot about him,'' She chuckled, ''It will be really embarrassing if he and Ava decides to—''

''Shut up!'' His hand pushed her shoulder as she laughed at him, grabbing a pillow to strike him right back, ''Don't even think about that. It's disgusting.''

''I think it's sweet,'' Isla rose, hugging the pillow to her chest instead, ''That she likes him already.''

Leo's eyes rolled at the spoken words, and he turned to his side to face her, ''Then perhaps we can share a room instead because I can't take being around those bloody fools anymore.''

Her head tipped to look down at him, and all the cuts Malfoy had left so violently upon his skin, ''So you'd move into the girl's dormitory then, is that what you're suggesting?'' Her lips arched into a smirk.

Leo propped himself up on his elbow, snatching the pillow out of her hands before he slammed it right at her, ''You're so annoying, you know that, right?''

She burst out in laughter, trying to shield herself from his acts, ''Stop it—'' She couldn't breathe out of the giggles falling from her lips, ''Leo, I'm serious, stop—''

''So fucking disgusting.''

Leo's eyes widened, and his breaths stilled for a slight second as they jumped apart, staring blankly at the doorway and the three boys standing in it.

''What are you doing here?'' Theodore questioned Isla, his arms crossed over his chest, ''I thought I told you to stay away—''

''You told her what?'' Leo snapped, stretching up in the bed, ''You have no right in telling her what she can or can't do."

''Mind your own fucking business, Green.'' Draco rose a brow, almost spitting the spoken words, ''If anything, for once, just mind your own fucking business.''

''Like you did the other day?'' Leo shot back again, pushing himself off the mattress as Isla nearly froze at the situation, ''You have an ugly habit of getting into other's business, so why should I—''

' Leo,'' Isla said, standing tall next to the bed, ''I'll go,''

She strode towards the doorway, where the three boys held, and she halted, right in front of them. Her eyes flickered as Draco caught her stare.

''Don't look at me,'' He stated, dangerously, ''I don't want you to fucking look at me.''

But her eyes stayed on him, provokingly as she rolled them after,