Hold me under the stars-Drarry

Chapter 38

Day 5

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Harry

The tent felt more empty than it should've. The walls were cold, but my cheeks burned as I gently let my hands brush over it.

I could feel it tearing me apart. The longing. The faint whisper of heat he had left on my body was still there as if he'd never left. But he had and as I sat alone in the tent, I studied my skin as if it were completely new. As if it had now been brought by a new purpose.

I let myself feel the pain as I lightly pinched my arm. Could this really be...

It had been real. It had happened. The burning fire of hunger that still roared inside me, had just suddenly appeared yesterday. But how?

I mean... We had almost... WE HAD ALMOST KISSED! Me and Malfoy. Malfoy and me. And it might've happened if I hadn't...

Realization struck me.

I. Had. Moaned. Into. His. Face.

Malfoy's. Face.

Heat rushed to my cheeks as my eyes closed.

What had happened?

He had actually been... sweet. He had cared.

AND I HAD MOANED INTO HIS FACE!

I looked down at my hands, and felt the response of the deep pounding, sounding behind my chest as memories flashed through my head. I let my fingers run down the place he had grabbed my hand, remembering the look he'd given me as I met his gaze.

And then he had said it was nothing. But was it? I didn't 't know. Did I want it to happen again? Did I want more to happen? I didn't know either.

I just didn't understand why I suddenly cared? Why a desire was pulling me from the inside out, like a prisoner that wanted to escape. Was it all just because of Cedric? Had something else been in Draco's mind as he pulled me closer? Someone?

I pushed all the thoughts aside and buried them in a coffin where I hoped I would never look again. All this had seemed very real. But it hadn't been and I needed to focus on something else, right?

Malfoy wasn't my friend or anything close, and definitely not something else.

I had to find Ron or Hermione. I needed every distraction I could get, quickly. Because if I didn't. I don't know how long I could keep convincing myself nothing had happened.

Draco

I left even before the sun had made its first appearance. Everything in me wanted me to get away. I couldn't stand it. Just him being there, lying so close to me, not even knowing what he was doing to me. I didn't even know what he was doing to me.

I did not see him until breakfast, and I risked my first glance at him. I noticed he was laughing at something Dean Thomas had said. His brown morning hair was still messy and it danced on top of his head. I couldn't help wondering what it would feel like to let my fingers run through it. Parting every hair strand, leaving my own marks entwined with his soft waves.

Wait. No. What?

I shook my head.

His cheeks were flushed, and when he turned his head to find me staring at him, my heart drummed like thunder against my ribs.

"But we're just going to forget this ever happened right?"

The words had followed me as an echo all night, tearing me up.