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#14 - Fun [an extract]

The following piece is an extract from my fanfic, "Sharing with the New Girl", which is also a Draco fic. Why? I was too lazy to write anything else.

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Draco Malfoy, was someone I had no problem avoiding. He avoids me too, I just know it from the way I see blonde streaks of hair disappear from my view everytime I get close.

Well, all good things have to come to an end. Draco Malfoy stopped avoiding me.

Instead, he now seemed determined to meet me, popping up out of thin air where I had stood five seconds ago, before I started running away.

And then, Malfoy switched genders. He appeared in the girl's washroom one day. I, of course, did not have my guard up for it is not exactly . . . expected, for a guy to appear in a girl's washroom suddenly.

"AAAAAH!" I shrieked.

"Hello to you too, love," he said.

"Draco Lucius Malfoy," I pant from the shock. "What the hell are you doing in a girl's washroom?"

"Now, now, let us not be so stereotypical. Washrooms are public property," he informs me. "And how exactly do you know my middle name?"

"I- never mind that," I glare at him, "And washrooms are public property and are divided into genders by law."

"Which law exactly?"

"Do I look like Hermione Granger here?"

"Well, in the faint light you could easily be mistaken for Granger-," he smirked. "In fact, I thought I was talking to her until this very moment."

"I swear to the gods, Ma-"

"Swearing is bad-"

"Can I please kill-"

"Death threats are also bad," he declares smugly.

"WELL, MR. MALFUNCTIONING-JESUS, I'D-"

"Who- Oh, is that Malfoy I see?" a girl pips up. She's a Hufflepuff judging by her robe and looks extremely flustered and I see why when I turn towards Draco.

His first three buttons are open and his hair is wearing a I-just-got-fucked look, not to mention the charming grin on his face. "Hello, Raine, I've heard much about you," he tells the girl. "Including your secret keeping abilities," his grin is slowly turning into a smirk as he walks towards the poor girl.

Running a hand through his hair, he says, "Do you think you could keep . . . this, a secret?"

The girl eyes him up and down and nods, "If I can meet you at your dorm tonight."

I speak up, "Well, no. I live in that 'dorm' too and I would love to not be scarred for life."

The girl seems to have forgotten that I'm there. She blushes as she tells me, "Oh- Right, it'll be a secret."

She leaves, walking a little too fast.

"Draco, get out of here!" I tell the boy beside me.

"No, thanks."

"Do you realize what that girl thought? Why she looked so flustered? She thought she was walking in on us!"

"And? Is that a problem?"

"Well, obviously!" I tell him. "Leave!"

"What if . . . no," he says as he settles down upon a counter, his feet hanging down, his hands in the middle of his legs and folded.

He pulls me closer using his legs although I try to object, his hands snaking around me waist.

"Why have you been avoiding me?"

"Actually, you have-"

His lips are on mine, kissing me furiously. "I missed you. What about my dorm?"

I mutter a 'yes', out of breath as he apparates us to his room.

My breath catches in my throat and his hand flies to the hem of my shirt, pulling it up. His lips are on my neck and I moan quietly into his mouth. He smirks.

"Why don't we have some fun?"