Wand Hopping ; D.M.

𝑆𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘

Hello loves!

I've been very busy lately with school and trying to stay mentally stable which is why there haven't been updates. I'm going to try and use my free time and weekends to continue this story though.

I hope you all understand and continue to stick around for future chapters.

Elsie Granger

A few weeks had gone by, and I was back at Hogwarts. Hogwarts was like a second home to me, and especially now it was very comforting.

I was scared of coming back as I'm not known to be the girl who sobs on her way to class or who is an absolute mess. Only a few people bombarded me with questions though, but many people gave me odd looks.

After class, Neville and Norah went on a walk together while Enzo went to Professor Snape's room to serve a detention. I don't know what he did as I wasn't paying much attention, but this left Draco and I pretty much alone.

The common room was empty apart from us as everybody else had better things to be doing. I didn't have the heart to tell Draco what had happened, what if he doesn't even believe me? I doubt that I'll ever have the heart to tell him what happened that day, and why it's had such a negative effect on me since. He was trying to be comforting given the circumstances, he was.

This is a bit of an odd story to tell and I'm a bit embarrassed by my actions. Draco and I got to talking about miscellaneous things and the topic of conversation shifted over and over. To get to the point, Draco and I had sex.

I want to say that I don't know why I did it, but I do. Though his dad is a complete prick, I still love Draco and I genuinely wanted to do it.

Normally I would hop from guy to guy and get laid once every day or two, but recently I haven't had any. Obviously I haven't been hopping from guy to guy since Draco and I got together, but we've also drifted apart.

We used our time to catch up before we did it, so I guess that's a good thing.

He did not force me to do it, and I didn't either. We both wanted it.

Now that that's off my chest, we also spent some time cuddling. I had missed his warm embrace and his comforting touch, though my body still hated all touch. I was relaxing around him and I felt safe.

"We should probably be getting to dinner," I muttered quietly. I had very little energy or interest in getting up, I haven't ever since the incident.

"Do you actually want to go to dinner?"

"I'm hungry, I need to eat," I whispered.

"You know I can bring you back some food and you can eat in here."

I smiled.

"You just need to tell me how hungry you are? On a scale of four to eleven?"

We both laughed.

"Thirteen."

Draco put his top back on and gave a wave as he turned open the door and stepped out. Norah and Luna have told me about the honeymoon phase in relationships, though I've only been in a few. I think this is what that is. They care for you intensely and everything they do is them trying to make themself look perfect.

I know Draco isn't perfect, especially as he was raised by the farthest from perfect man that there is.

Laying in my cozy bed, I managed to drift to sleep, though I didn't intend to. My slumber was interrupted by a series of knocks on the door. It creaked open and familiar footsteps approached me.

"I got you loads of pastries, a sandwich, chips, biscuits, and I didnt know if you wanted water or juice, so I brought both."

"I'm not that hungry!" I laughed and pulled him into my arms once I sat up. "What did you get for yourself?"

"Pretty much the same thing. Oh! I brought each of us each an apple as well."

He sat on my bed and we both feasted together, starting with our sandwiches. We both knew that if we ate the pastries first, we wouldn't be hungry enough for the sandwich. McGonagall would go on short lectures to us both when she spotted us skipping over our main food to eat desserts. Apparently it's unhealthy, and promotes acne growth. That was all I needed to hear before I started eating desserts second.

She only sometimes would follow this rule herself and I even caught her snacking on pastries before dinnertime.

We ate in silence as eating was our top priority. All the overthinking, stressing, and of course sex wears a person out.

By the time I was finished, so was Draco. We were both practically holding our stomachs in pain.

"At least you aren't hungry," Draco joked as he stood to his feet and picked up the mess.

"Are you coming back?"

"If you can help me with my bloody charms charts."

"Deal," I nodded my head and he took the napkins and other mess out to the common room.

Professor Flitwick had introduced a new type of assignment recently that is called "Charms charts". He probably thought the name was so clever because both words start with "C". The simplest of things can entertain that man.

It's just a matter of matching the charm to the wand movement and to its use, but he overcomplicated it to make it seem harder than it really is.

Draco came back with his book and notebook and sat down, "Norah asked me to ask how you're doing."

"Tell her I'm good, and also tell her to come to bed whenever. I don't want her to feel like she can't come into our room just because I'm mentally unwell."

"Should I wait to tell her that after we do round two?" he smiled and laughed.

"If you can complete your charms charts without my help while I do mine, you have yourself a deal." I smiled back.

He eagerly got to work on his chart and his quill moved speedily across the page. Maybe if I give him that offer everyday he wants to bug me, he'll actually do his work. That's only if I'm in the mood though, if not then I'll actually have to help him.

Within no time, he set his quill down and turned to me, "All done."

I took another twenty seconds longer or so before I set mine down as well.

"Without looking at your charts or notes," I whispered, "Draw the wand movement associated with the cleaning spell."

A sigh left his lips as he picked up his quill and began scribbling on a corner of an old assignment. He lifted the page up and showed it to me unconfidently. He had drawn it right.

"It reminds me of a bucket filled with water. Well more like a half bucket full of water."

I gave him a proud expression mixed with an emotion that I can't really pinpoint or even describe. He seemed to change my mood every time I was feeling down or thinking about what had happened. It no longer affected me that they shared DNA. If Draco and I ever do marry, his father will be at the wedding, but who's to say he won't get bored of me before then?

I found myself trailing my thoughts like this quite often. We could simply be eating lunch and my mind could be focused on what my family could be doing at this very moment. I almost always knew what Hermionie was doing, either studying or getting in trouble with her boyfriend.

Another piece of widely spreading news around school is that Harry is dating Ron's younger sister, Ginny. It seems as though everybody is in a relationship, except Enzo, as he's as lonely as the elder wand.

Speaking of the wand, it's been in safekeeping until I find out what I really want to do with it. I've done a bit of reading and research on it, which has taken up an embarrassing amount of my time.

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