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[20] 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐦𝐞

𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒔;

"No alcohol for you," Draco took the bottle away from me. "Lina, I told you that you have to be careful. I don't want you drunk."

I rolled my eyes, watching everybody else in the hot tub take a drink of something. "But thats not fair. I've drank before."

He looked at me for a moment, before finally giving in and handing me a bottle. I tried to open it, and oh man, I tried everything! But it wouldn't open so I finally gave Draco my bottle for him to open with his teeth. His teeth.

Oh my goodness.

"Ugh, this is so relaxing." Pansy groaned, setting her head on Theos shoulder. "Having a baby fucking sucks."

Blaise smacked his lips, giving her a weird look. "Girl, you're still the shit. Theo still loves you."

I laid my legs over Draco's, keeping my back turned from the others. It was embarrassing, the scar running down my back. But it was all healed up now, so at least it didn't hurt.

When I glanced down at the band again, I nearly stopped breathing. Just one snap. One snap is all it took. Yeesh, that would be a mess if it snapped right now.

"Are you okay?" Draco whispered in my ear, grabbing my jaw softly. I nodded, feeling him tuck a curl behind my ear to reveal Patrick. "Is pat okay?"

I giggled, "Yes. He's great, actually, he likes the warmness from the hot tub."

He nodded, kissing the side of my head. "Good."

I turned to him a little more, "No kiss on the lips?"

He smirked down at me, "Depends, do you want a—"

"Hey, lovebirds, while you two are having a moment we're trying to talk to you." Blaise interrupted, and i heard Astoria scoff, but I just let it go because who am I to be mean to her? "What movie do we watch tonight?"

"Scary." Theo suggested, but I shook my head.

I don't like scary movies, I've only watched one with Blaise once and it was about a haunted doll— it was so so scary.

"I want to want a scary movie too," Draco wrapped an arm around my waist while he spoke. "I'll cover your eyes Lina."

Astoria giggled, twirling her hair in her fingers, "If Draco wants to watch a scary movie then we should watch a scary one."

I huffed, growing frustrated. "If DrAcO wAnTs To WaTcH a ScArY oNe ThEn We WaTcH oNe."

A gasp left my lips, my hands covering my mouth. That was so mean. Everybody except Astoria busted out laughing, including Makayla, but I didn't find anything funny. I feel so bad.

Astoria stood up, grabbing her towel harshly, and running off back into the cabin.

"Oh gosh— I have to go apologize," I reached to get out, but Draco pulled me back down. "Draco, stop it—"

"She doesn't deserve your apology," he told me softly, "She'll get over it. They let her come on this trip if she was nice to other people, and if she kept her hands to herself. Clearly, she's having difficulty doing those."

Makayla smacked her gum, "I heard she transferred because she slept with too many guys at the school she was at."

Pansy shook her head, "No, she transferred because she was expelled for hexing someone in their sleep. I'd lock your door tonight."

I felt like crying. Am I gonna get hexed?

"I think we should watch the movie now," I whispered, my heart lunged in my throat. "I'm scared of her."

Draco agreed to get out of the hot tub, but as soon as they all left, he pulled me into his lap and slammed his lips onto mine.

His hands grasped my waist, and then slid down to cup my booty. My hands went around his neck and into his hair, my chest rising and falling. He made my body feel so good, my core was throbbing right now.

He was fumbling with my bottoms, "You know she won't touch you." He muttered into my mouth, his tone deadly. "She won't lay a fucking hand on you, I'll make sure of it."

I moaned into his mouth quietly, feeling him slide his hands inside of my bottoms. "Oh—"

"Fuck," his other hand gripped onto my butt cheek harshly, his lips now going down my throat. "You look beautiful, Darling. Did I tell you that?"

I smiled, "A million times." I'm wearing the swimsuit he got me, the only one I've ever owned.

His fingers were trailing lightly around my clit, teasing me to the point that I couldn't take it. My body started to grind into his, something I learned quickly when I spent a lot of my time with him.

I shook my head, "Everybody could see us— Patrick can—"

"Then let them watch," he snapped back, gently taking Patrick off of me and putting him on the back of his neck so Patrick couldn't see us anymore. "You're gonna cum before we leave this hot tub."

He slid a finger inside of me, my back arching into his chest at the sudden contact. A small moan left my lips, feeling him slide a second finger in.

Before he started leaving hickeys on my chest, he whispered into my ear, low and cold, "I hope she's watching us. I hope she sees how fucking hard I make you cum and I hope she knows that you," he kissed me harshly, and grabbed a fist of my hair. "Own me."

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I slid into Draco's lap, my body sore.

He wrapped his arms around me, everybody else in the kitchen getting drinks and snacks ready. Astoria hasn't said a word to me or Draco, I think I really hurt her feelings and I feel so bad about it.

He kissed my cheek, "Do you want anything to drink or eat? I can go make it for you."

I smiled, turning over in his chest, burying my face in the crook of his neck. "No, I'm okay."

He rubbed up and down my spine, "Lina, can I be honest with you?"

I nodded my head, "Of course, you know you can tell me anything. I'm always here to listen or talk." He grabbed my thighs and slid me up, straddling him. "Are you okay?"

"Lina," he kissed my forehead, "Promise me you won't laugh."

He kissed my nose next, and I crossed my heart. I would never laugh.

"I've never been in love,"

I raised my eyebrow, curiosity filling my head.

"I've never— felt the way you make me feel,"

He gripped my waist more tightly, an expression on his face that seemed like he was confused.

"What I'm trying to say is— is I've never wanted a relationship with anyone thats not based on sex,"

What?

"But Lina, I'm in love with you."

My mouth went dry, and everything happened so fast, Makayla was gasping, and I felt a slap on my wrist.

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