One Shots | Draco Malfoy

Say My Name

Summary: After breaking up with Harry, Y/n encounters her biggest enemy.

"I don't think we're meant for each other y/n..our houses conflict with our relationship."

You sat on Harry's bed across from him, speechless over the words that were coming out of his mouth. He couldn't even look you in the eyes while he was breaking up with you.

"I-I don't get it," you said as your voice slowly broke. "This has always been an issue we said we could work through, together. Now all of the sudden you don't want to fight for us?" You shot up out of your place in anger, grabbing your robe.

"You'll always be a Slytherin, just like I'll forever be a Gryffindor. But you know how much I'll always care about you!"

"Well, obviously not as much as you care about your clique. You're pathetic. Goodbye Harry!" You stormed out of the room, emotionless.

You might be a part of the house most people despise, but you have feelings believe it or not. You can still go through pain. Come to think of it, you weren't sad at all, you were mad; furious even. You needed to do something to get this off your mind. Anything to stop you from flying away from this place.

Lost in your thoughts walking through the boy's dormitory, you literally ran into your mortal enemy.

Malfoy.

It's weird to despise someone in your own house, but you were both at the very top of Slytherin. Having gathered the most points and impeccable skills of wizardry in the house, you were always pinned against each other amongst your peers.

He looked you up and down. "Watch where you're going, y/n/n," he snapped while reaching for his wand.

"How many times do I have to fucking tell you-" You grabbed your wand from your back pocket.

"It's y/n, oh sweetheart how could I forget? Y/n/n just sounds...so much better, doesn't it?"

You yanked his wand from his hand and reached for his robe, dragging him to the corner of the hallway, pinning him against the cool concrete wall.

"Say it."

"What?" His eyebrows crinkled as you stared him dead in his glimmering, blue-grey eyes.

"Say my name, correctly."

He was about to utter words, but not before leaning towards your ear. His hot, steaming breath made the hairs on the back of your neck shoot straight up.

He whispered seductively, "...y/n/n," dragging out the last letter.

He wrapped his arms around you so tightly that your breasts were pressed firmly against his chest, you could feel your hearts beating in sync. 

You whispered into his ear, "don't make me do something I'll regret."

"Oh?" He whispered. "What about poor Potter?" 

You instantly became enraged. You spun around quickly, beginning to walk away. It was clear to him that his comment flipped your mood. He grabbed your arm before you could get too far away, and pinned you against the wall this time.

"I can give you what he can't," he said. 

His arm that was grabbing you slowly trailed upwards towards your shoulder. He snaked his warm, soft finger pads up your neck with a feather-like touch, cupping your cheek. His fingers grazed over your bottom lip, begging for them.

You questioned what both yours and his intentions were. To him, it's probably just a hookup, to you...I guess you could say it was a rebound. What you did know at that moment was you yearned for his plush, pink lips more than anything.

"Just kiss me already" You whispered.

He wasted no time pulling your jaw towards him, making the margin of both your lips collide. Both of your lips danced in sync, as if you knew exactly which way the other would glissade. You moaned against the entrance of his mouth, pleading for more.

"God y/n/n, you're much hotter than I anticipated. You have a way of driving me fucking crazy." He hissed.

He tugged at the hem of your skirt, following the motion by reaching up and caressing your inner thighs. You found your eyes rolling back to your head.

"Now say my name" he teased. His one hand rubbed your thigh while the other was at the edge of your underwear.

"Never," you said as you reached for his area, starting to palm him. He jolted from the unexpected touch. You started to lightly caress him over his trousers. You could tell he was distracted by this because his hands were stiff on your skin.

Without warning, his fingers dived inside your underwear. When he felt how soaked you were, his eyes locked with yours. He began to move his fingers in circles over your clit. Your head inadvertently leaned back. You bit your lower lip, trying your absolute hardest not to give in to him.

He began moving faster the more you ignored his plea. You held back as much and long as you could, but it didn't last long. You surrendered to him, slowly moaning his name.

"Dray-oh-Draco" you moaned. 

He started to pump his fingers into you at a very quick pace. You could feel your climax reaching its peak as you clenched around his fingers.

"Come on y/n/n, cum for me!" He encouraged. He started plunging his fingers inside of you even faster. You reached your climax and moaned loudly as you released onto his fingers.

He crashed his lips onto yours, passionately. He released your locked lips and pulled his hand out from your underwear, dragging your wetness down your thigh. He then sucked his fingers clean as you stood there completely flushed from the recent events.

"That was only half of what I can give you y/n/n. You'll have to work hard for the rest!" He shot a quick playful wink towards you and left. 

You stood there panting, in complete shock by what just happened.