~ H I M ~

~ T H R E E ~

His face gave away nothing.

Pansy giggled nervously.

She used to have a huge thing for Draco. But it stopped a long while ago. I'm not really sure why, I guess she just matured or something.

Pansy put her drink down and leaned over to spin the wheel. It span a few times.

Everyone in that room had their eyes glued to the wheel.

The wheel smoothly glided to a stop in front of the four words that changed my life.

"7 Minutes in Heaven"

My mouth parted. I felt the heat rush to my cheeks and tried my best to avoid looking at Draco at all costs.

The room was silent for 3 seconds.

Astoria burst out laughing. Her laughter had a slight edge to it. "Well, off you go then."

I stood up. "Where should we go?"

Pansy opened her large closet. I felt everyone's eyes on me and I slowly walked into the room towards the closet. I ducked into it and pressed my back as far to the wall as I could.

5 seconds passed until Draco came in. The door closed and I could barely hear Pansy's footsteps back to the circle.

I was enveloped in darkness.

Draco stared at me.

I looked down.

"Don't expect for anything to happen, Dalton." His words were sharp and cold. I would have been hurt, but I knew it was all an act. He was nervous, worrying about Voldemort and his father.

I rolled my eyes, though he couldn't see it in the dark.

"Don't roll your eyes at me."

"How did you know I rolled my eyes?" I was stunned.

"I have my ways," I heard a smile in his voice. Smiles were rare for Draco. I took it as a compliment.

"Whatever."

There was 32 seconds silence.

"I love how you pretend how much you don't want me,"

"E-excuse me?" My eyes widened.

"You heard me, Dalton."

I pressed myself closer to the wall. My back started to hurt.

"I don't want you."

He chucked softly. I heard footsteps coming towards me. "Liar."

"I don't,"

I could feel his breath on my cheek. A hand pressed on my chest. "Then why is your heart beating so fast?"

I couldn't breathe.

"Why are your legs trembling?" His hand moved down my thigh smoothly, his rings digging into my skin.

I shivered.

"Why," I felt his breath on my lips, "is your head tilted at the perfect angle for me to kiss you?"

My head was spinning. This wasn't right. He was with Astoria. And I didn't even want him.

I think.

He suddenly lifted up my leg and pressed closer to me. I felt all of him. His abs, his guns, his.....

It was too much.

My hands pushed at his chest, fumbling to get him off me. His hand went to my hair, tangled itself in it.

"See," he whispered, "you want me so much that the power of it scares you."

The guilt was tearing me in two. Astoria...

I couldn't.

Breathe.

I tried to find my voice.

"Get. Off. Me." I took small sharp breaths.

He laughed at me.

"Get off me,"

I felt him step back.

I moved towards the door.

"I'm done playing this game," I put my hand on the handle.

I felt arms around my waist.

"You're done when I say you're done," Draco's voice was dangerous, yet playful.

I always knew Draco was a d!ck. I just didn't realise how much of a d!ck he was because I've never been close enough to find out.

Now I was. And I was done with it.