𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬: Draco Malfoy

T H I R T H Y - S E V E N

A scent so comforting, woke me out of the accidental sleep I had fell into. The scent of pine and vanilla filled my senses and I realized someone had lit a candle before exiting this room.

No one was in the room. I was left with me and my thoughts which made the room seem packed.

I was laying on my bed when a knock came from the door.

"Come in."

Blaise entered the room, immediately running to me and hugging me so tight as I was still wrapped up in my blankets.

"Nova! How are you pretty!" He exclaimed.

My tiredness immediately fled, as his tight grip around me guarded any air to exit or flow in.

He soon withdrew, seeing the purple on my face.

"I'm good Blaise, and you?"

"Amazing! But hurry up and get ready, DADA is in a few minutes."

Blaise left the room and just as he did, I threw on some clothes, and took my hair out of braids, leaving my hair down in waves.

As I walked to DADA, everyone's eyes were staring back to me.

"I heard Hermione...."
"I heard she was Ob...."
"No no she ran off..."
"What if she was captured...."
"By Voldemort?..."
"No way...."

The conversations went from one ear to another, until I heard this one in particular .

"Draco left her to die, so I had to take care of the situation." The voice came from... Hermione?

"Hermione." I ran up to her, she practically ignored me and kept walking.

"Hermione!" I caught up to her, turning her around by my hand on her shoulder.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Nova. What was it you were saying." She looked almost completely innocent, as if she wasn't just talking about me two second ago.

"What do you mean you took care of the situation." I questioned her.

"It's not for me to say."

"What the hell do you mean."

"You'll find out eventually".

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*Next Month*

Victoria and I stood at the opposite sides of the table, drinking some alcohol and playing strip beer pong. We also casted a few charms on my room. One that was stars, one that was a rainbow, one that was rain.

I was tipsy, and she was too.

Over the past month, we've grown close, super close. As in, practically making out with eachother to help each other go on dates, or playing strip beer pong for fun.

We've done a bit so far, not too much. We've had steamy make out sesh's, but that's really all.

We both like each other, we just deny it, we both know that.

But we were both almost drunk at this moment, and my eyes kept wandering to her breasts. she wore a very revealing top, along with only underwear on.

And it seemed as her eyes kept wandering to mine too , because I only had on a bra and underwear, from strip beer pong.

She made a ball into my cup, so I drank it quickly, then removed my bra off of me. Her eyes were glued to my body.

We continued playing and soon enough we were both completely undressed, and she was walking towards me slowly.

Her hand was placed onto my face gently, followed by her smiling and staring at my lips, and my body.

I did the same, and the feeling was indescribable.

She slowly leaned in towards me, as did I.

Her soft gentle lips were pleasing against mine. It started as a very small kiss, leaning into a longer one.

Then it quickly became a make out. Our heads moved in synchronization, and our hands were all over each other.

I walked us into my bed, as she broke the kiss, getting onto the bed.

I climbed on top of her, leaning back down to continue our fantasy.

Our tongues intertwined with one another, sloppy kisses here and there. My hand was tracing from the side of her stomach, to the side of her hips and up to her knees.

"Is this alright." I spoke into her mouth, she responded with a soft yes.

Making sure she was okay with it first, I trailed my hand towards the inside of her legs, teasing her slowly.

My hand caressed her thighs, making my way up as slow as possible. Her lips trembling and whimpers were doused into my mouth as I swallowed it down.

I finally ended the torture. Placing my hands where she wanted them, and made very small motions on her clit. Her head was slowly being thrown back, breaking the kiss every so often.

After about 5 minutes, she grabbed my hand, moving my fingers into her.

I made sure to be gentle, and please her the way she wanted. I curled my fingers and moved in and out at a speed so slow it was crazy.

"Faster, Nova, please."

I gave in, speeding up the pace while her back arched ferociously.

I stopped for a second. Placing my head close to her thighs. I continued doing what i had previously been doing, but made her keeps her eyes on me this time.

And every time she took her eyes of me, I went faster and faster.

My face was now so close, she could feel my breath. So I flicked my tongue against her softly. The moans coming from her were breathtaking, and she tasted even better.

I kept the rhythm in my fingers, and made my tongue go at the opposite time, so she never had a second to rest.

She was a blissful mess of moans, whimpers, and trembles.

I could do this all day, but we had class in the morning, so I quickened everything up once more.

I could tell she was close once her legs started to quiver. I kept the pace the same to bring her to her high.

She finally fell apart on my tongue, and I made sure nothing was left behind.

"Damn, Nova." She breathlessly spoke, her chest moving up and down as she was trying to catch her breath.

"Anything for you." I kissed her once more, climbing back on top of her as the door flung open.

I threw the blanket over us, flinging my head towards the door.

It was Draco fucking Malfoy.

"Nova I need to talk to yo-." He stood in the doorway absofuckinglutley shocked. He never once moved other than his mouth which was now practically hanging open.

"Now I never expected this, keep going."

"Get the fuck out Draco." I screamed at him, he threw his hands up in surrender and left the room.

I quickly got dressed and fled out the door, chasing him down the hall.

"Oh look there you are, Nova." He crossed his arms, chuckling slowly.

"What did you want." My hand was placed on my head, palming my forehead.

"Snape wants you."