𝐍𝐚𝐢𝐯𝐞 | 𝐃.𝐌, 𝐓.𝐍

020 - ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ

(hey all, so updates may be a little slow for the next couple weeks because theatre is getting very hectic. i will try my best though)

𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐲

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Who is the right person for you?

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As soon as we arrived at Draco's Manor, he brought me to his room instead of my own. He had done his best to heal my bruises that were forming, and he did a pretty damn good job. They were very small now.

He dropped my bag off in my room then returned to his, where I sat on the edge of his bed. I sniffled, wiping the last tears from my eyes, quite harshly. I felt weak. I felt pathetic.

"Stop thinking like that. You're not pathetic." Draco immediately spoke as he walked back into the room. I narrowed my eyebrows. "Since when did you learn Legilimency?"

"Father started to teach me over last summer holiday. I haven't used it much, I haven't perfected it."

I sighed, looking over to the clock. "It's midnight."

He smiled, coming over to me and picking me up so my legs went around his waist. "Happy Christmas, Cora."

I dug my head into his shoulder. "Happy Christmas, Draco."

I was so conflicted. My head is going in a million different directions. I shouldn't be here. I shouldn't give in to him as if he's my weakness.

He's so awful to me. He treats me as if I am a speck of dirt that got on his school robes. So why am I hugging him? Why am so in his room, at his house, just like I used to? Like we haven't been through a ton of shit recently.

Why am I doing this?

He squeezed me tight, then lowered me back down onto the ground. I looked back up at his face when I noticed he was looking at me weird. "What?" I asked.

My heart dropped as soon as I saw him lean in, stopping to confirm that this is something that was okay. I hesitated for a second, but pushed the thoughts away from the last thirty seconds and met him halfway, connecting our lips, my hand on the back of his head pushing him in.

His hands went to my waist, pushing me slightly back onto his bed, making me fall back into his mattress on my back. His hands dug around to my back, unzipping the back of my dress. "Wait, wait wait." I pulled away, reaching for his hand.

"I'm a virgin."

He stilled for a second. "You never fucked Nott?" He asked.

I looked down at him and shook my head. "I've only ever given blowjobs and had someone eat me out. No sex though." I said, leaning up on my elbows. He hovered over me, a confused expression over his face. "Well, what made you wait?"

I watched a smirk rise into his face as I blushed. "Maybe I was waiting for the right person."

He chuckled and grabbed my wrists, sitting me up as he finished unzipping my dress, kissing up and down my neck the whole time.

I didn't have a bra on, so as soon as he pulled my dress, my tits came into view, as he pulled my arms out of the sleeves.

"Oh, fuck." He mumbled as his eyes widened, his hands immediately going to knead and fondle my breasts. He took one nipple in his mouth, sucking lightly and he tweaked the other one, making me let out a quiet moan, my hands grasping his blonde hair.

The feeling that was starting to spark in my core was exhilarating, and he was going to have to speed up this process.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and starting lifting my hips up to meet his, letting out a sigh as I was getting the friction I was craving.

He chuckled, meeting my eyes. "Impatient, are we?"

I let out a huff of air, "Very."

Just as he was lowering my dress below my waist, revealing my black lace panties, there was a knock on the door, making us both still.

"Draco?" The voice of a worried Narcissa was just outside the door. I groaned quietly and unhooked my legs from Draco's waist.

"Yes Mum?" Draco somewhat shouted, his hands still rubbing up and down my torso.  

"Is Cora here? Her parents want her back home. Well— her mum, but anyway is she in there?" Narcissa yelled back.

Draco cursed under his breath, and let go of me to help me zip my dress back up. "Whip up some fake tears. You're not going back there."

I nodded then set to work drying my eyes by fanning them with my fingers, and Draco adjusted his trousers and started walking to his door.

I started lightly sobbing, ignoring the aching in my core. Time to put my acting skills to good use. I heard Draco's door open, then a gasp. "Oh, my darling! Are you alright?"

I felt her soft hands on my cheeks, pulling my face up to meet hers. "It's just—my parents. They— they don't love me Cissy." I choked out.

She shook her head. "You speak nonsense. Your parents love you very much, Cora." I started crying harder, starting to question if these tears were completely fake anymore.

"No they don't, Cissy. Father had another episode. He really lost it this time. And mum didn't do anything. Normally she steps in even a little but she didn't. She just walked back into the ballroom."

She gave me a sympathetic look, then gestured for me to stand up, walking straight past Draco, who was still standing by the door. He knew too that these weren't fake anymore. I'm glad he was able to distract me for at least a little bit, but the reality of what happened tonight was too much. Way too much.

Cissy walked me back to my room, that's been mine since I could remember; I even decorated it to my taste. She opened the door and guided me to my bed, where the bag that Draco packed for me was sitting. It was colder in here than the rest of the manor, since I haven't used my room in a while.

She went through my bag and grabbed some sweats and a jumper, and handed them to me in my lap. "Thank you Cissy."

She kissed my forehead. "I'll fix you some tea. Get comfortable." She gave me a half smile and headed for the door, leaving me alone.

I only sniffled and got dressed, and laying back into my bed before falling asleep easily, of course with a few straggling tears sliding down my cheeks.