Les Knickers

Chapitre Cinq

   Good grief it was cold. 

   It took him a few seconds to realise he was bollock naked before sitting up and cursing himself. 

   And the fucking fire whisky.

   The lengths he went to last night to knock himself out and evade his own thoughts. Crabbe's liquorstash had been raided and he was more than willing to admit that he deserved the hangovercurrently fogging up his brain. 

   He put his head into his hands and attempted to think straight. He had managed to get himself tohis bed, strip himself naked – not uncommon, he liked to feel the silk against his skin ... don't ask –and fall into a deep, alcohol fuelled sleep.

   Draco glanced around him, finding his draws and pulling out today's robes. As he dressed, hecaught sight of himself in the mirror. 

   Blonde hair slightly sticking up, blue eyes like piss holes in the snow. At least he still had hisathletic looks, though. His broad shoulders – Pansy's favourite part of him, apparently – and hisback where his best features. 

   He dressed himself and prepped his hair before leaving his room. Once he stepped foot into thecommon room, he breathed a sigh of relief. No boobies to be seen. All girls dressed accordinglyand he was over the fucking moon about it.

   "Feeling better Draco?" Blaise asked from the couch in the centre of the room. "Not seeinganything you shouldn't be?". 

   Draco grinned widely. 

   "No, mate," he announced, looking around in wonder. "Dowdy robes only today!" 

   Pansy glared at him as she went past. 

   "I'm annoyed you didn't even compliment me yesterday... I wore my best lingerie set andeverything." she pouted, walking towards the door. 

   Draco didn't have an answer for that. 

   He couldn't really remember what she was wearing.Instead, he found himself thinking back toyesterday and the only one memory jumped out at him. 

   "Yes Draco ... fuck me harder ..." 

   His face fell. 

   His cock grew. 

   His pride climbed down from its pedestal. 

   Fuck it all. 

   And fuck her. 

   No. No don't fuck her. That's the type of shit thinking that started all of this in the first place. 

   BUT-

   He was past it all now. No more boobie bonus for him. Which basically meant that he could goback to pretending that Granger didn't exist.

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   She fidgeted with her tie a little and then got it into the perfect position. Glancing at herself in themirror she pushed her hair back into a ponytail and felt the ends tickle her back. It really wasgetting far too long. 

   She met the boys for breakfast and ate quickly, intending to get to Defence against the Dark Artsfor anyone else. 

   Before him. 

   Because if she saw him, she would have to look at him and then remember what had happened onthe staircase to Potions class yesterday. 

   Whatever it was, it was bloody odd behaviour even for him. And the ... the ... she couldn't even sayit.