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Chapter Thirteen

*highly sexual content ahead 18+*

We began getting ready for the party and I was ready to get out of Draco's room for a little bit. I stood in his bathroom staring at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a white dress that stopped right above my knees. The top was a v neck that stopped right below my breasts and the skirt was loose and flowy. My hair was curled and fell down my back and tickled my shoulders. I slipped on a pair of white heels with silver lace wrapped around the back of them. I had never been to a pure blood party, and I didn't want to show up under dressed. I stepped out of the bathroom and Draco was standing in front of his mirror fixing his tie. He was wearing a black suit with a white button up shirt underneath and a green tie and his hair was slicked down to the side. He froze in place when he saw me, and I could feel my cheeks turning red. He whipped around and his jaw almost hit the floor.
"You clean up very nicely, Stillstone." He gawked.
"I could say the same about you, Malfoy." I winked at him.
We headed out of his room and down the stairs, standing in the front room of the Manor. Narcissa walked out, she was in full black attire. She wore a floor length, black lace dress with knee high black leather boots.
"You look stunning love." I said to her.
She blushed.
Draco held out his arm and I wrapped mine around it, smiling up at him. He pointed his wand in the air and we apparated. Once we landed at the Parkinson residence, I realized I had never been here. Even as a child I only ever visited Malfoy Manor. I had been to Zabini's home once before, but I never stepped inside. Him and I played in the yard while our parents talked inside. I stared up at the enormous house in front of me. I have gotten so used to the Manor that I had forgotten just how rich these people were. Her house was many stories high and had windows that wrapped around the whole thing. The brick was white, and the trimming was silver. It reminded me of Draco's kitchen. We stepped up to the giant black door and Draco knocked on it. A very tall man, who I presume to be Mr. Parkinson, opened the door. He had a very large, very goofy grin on his face and a short glass cup in his hand. I could only guess what was in it but by his smile I figured it was some form of alcohol.

"Draco, Narcissa." He began to say before looking at me and only nodding. I had never met him before, so it was only fair that I did not get a greeting. "Please, come in." he stepped back to allow us to enter and when we did the smell of fire whiskey and smoke filled my nose.
The room was large and well lit. There was a fireplace and many large tables scattered throughout the room. Some were covered in food and others, drinks.
"Would you like a drink my lady?" Draco asked, sarcastically.
"Actually, yes." I grumbled as I spotted Pansy.
She was sitting on top of one of the tables with her legs crossed. She had a drink in her hand and a drunken smile on her lips. She was laughing at some boy who looked to be a year younger than us. By the looks of it, he was trying hard to impress her. Draco didn't seem to notice her, and he looked puzzled but walked to a table and picked up two glasses anyway, handing one to me. I snatched it out of his hand and gulped it back, forgetting that I don't drink. The burning sensation that rolled down my throat and into my chest caused me to cough. Draco laughed and I slapped his chest.
"Lightweight." He teased.
We spotted Zabini from across the room. He was leaning against the wall in a corner, sipping a drink and watching the crowed of drunk adult's stumble over each other. Once he spotted us, he waved us over.
"Hello, Zabini." I smiled at him.
Draco nodded at him as he gave me a one arm hug, careful not to spill his drink.
"I have told you before but damn Stillstone, you clean up good." He chuckled.
Zabini was sweet. He never meant any harm. Draco didn't take offense to anything he said to me as we both knew Zabini was a good guy. He was Draco's best friend. I was never super close with him, like Draco is, but we knew each other well. We became friends in year one when Draco introduced us. We have been friends ever since.
"Malfoy, you could have cleaned up a bit mate." He teased Draco.
Draco rolled his eyes and I giggled. He wrapped his arm around my waist, pulled me closer to him and rested his nose on my head, taking a deep breath in and closing his eyes.
"You smell like my Amortentia potion." He whispered.
I looked up at him and smirked then I remembered we learned about the Amortentia potion in year 3, when Draco and I were not speaking to each other. When you smell the potion, you smell the one thing you desire most in the world. He smelled me. I blushed and looked down to the floor. Zabini rolled his eyes and smiled. Suddenly he put his drink to his lips and raised his eyebrows, looking behind us. When I turned around Pansy was heading straight for us.
"I need another drink." I groaned, dreading my decision to come here.
I walked away from the boys and headed to a nearby table that had a few glasses of what looked like champagne. I picked up a glass, smelled it then pressed it to my lips, taking a small sip. The last time I had tasted champagne was at my father's wake. I closed my eyes for a moment, allowing myself to relish in the memory. When I opened my eyes, two men were standing in front of me. They also had glasses in their hands but theirs looked darker than mine. Whiskey or bourbon I suppose. I gave them a kind smile and lightly raised my glass as them. They raised their glasses as well before one raised an eyebrow at me in curiosity.
"I have never seen you here before." One of them spoke.
"I have never been to one of these before." I replied, sarcastically but remembering to be careful as these were all death eaters or potential death eaters.
"Hm. Curious little thing. You seem small but have a strong spirit. I can see that in your... eyes." He spoke with a sort of hiss rolling off his tongue as his eyes traveled up my legs.
At this point I was used to creepy men staring at me, unashamed. I rolled my eyes and took a sip of my drink, watching his face study my body. The other man joined him in checking me out. I stood there for a moment, allowing them to look at me, entertaining the idea of shoving my wand in their eyes.
"You should join us this evening, after the party." The second man spoke finally, realizing I was watching them.
"Join you in what?" I asked, curious as to how far they would take this.
"A little, soiree." He licked his lips. "We could show you a good time. If you wanted, that is."
"And what if I said I didn't want to?" I lightly blinked my eyes at them as I took another sip.
"Maybe we would have to just show you anyways." The man took a step closer, and I finally had enough.
I was done playing this game and I was now uncomfortable. I took a step back and crossed my arms.
"I do not think my boyfriend would like that." I stated, trying to sound confident.
"Boyfriend? I don't see anyone with you." The man laughed.
"I don't follow him around like a little puppy, but trust me, he is here. In fact, he is probably watching right now." I rolled my eyes, taking another sip.
The men looked at each other then back at me. They took a step forward and suddenly I didn't feel safe. I was in a room full of strangers at a house I had never been to, and I was alone. I glanced around for Draco, but I couldn't see him anywhere. Suddenly Zabini stepped in front of me and eyed the men, silently sipping his drink.
"I am pretty sure the lady told you lads to piss off." He said coolly. "Or should I go find her man, Draco Malfoy." He smirked, looking into his glass as he sipped from it.
The men's faces flashed from me to him and then to each other. They rolled their eyes, grabbed a new glass, and stumbled away. Zabini turned and looked at me raising an eyebrow.
"Playing with fire, I see."
"Thanks for that." I cleared my throat and took another drink from my glass.
"Come sit with me." He nodded his head, motioning for me to follow him.
We walked over to a small table that was just big enough for two. We sat down on tall barstools that were exasperatingly high. I looked around the room and could see all the men and women drunkenly chattering a little too loud. Their faces were red, and their eyes were too.
"Where is Draco?" I finally asked.
"He had to take care of some stuff." Blaise stated.
I raised an eyebrow at him, but he was watching the ice float around in his drink.
"So, you two seem pretty serious." He finally said after an awkwardly long time of silence.
"I guess you could say that." I smiled down at the table, feeling my face get hot and I couldn't tell if it was from blushing or the alcohol.
"He seems... different with you. More, levelheaded and happy."
"Well, I don't know about happy, but I do my best to keep him out of trouble." I answered.
"Quinn, you make him happy." He sat up and turned his attention to me finally.
"I don't know. I know he has- we, have a lot on our plate but, he just seems so far away these days. Like he is here but only in body. His mind is always somewhere else." I returned his gaze.
"I know he thinks about the future a lot. Maybe that's where he is at all the time. A better future. For you."
"For me?" I asked, confusion growing on my face.
"He is always talking about what he hopes will happen after- after all of this is over. How he wants a life with you, for you. He wants to make a better life for you. Do you know he wants children with you? Draco Malfoy, a father. After all those years of despising the thought of being one. You changed him, for the better. He may seem distant now but its only because he is fighting every day so that you don't have to." He spoke so easily about him, like he had heard Draco say these things a million times before.
I paused for a moment, taking in what he had just said.
"I have been fighting this world tooth and nail to make sure it did not break him." I whispered.
"Then that is why you two were meant to be together. You fight for each other, silently. You do not do it for the praise, you do it for the pure fact of knowing the other one will be ok and happy." He smiled at me, placing his hand on top of mine.
I smiled at him and finished my drink before clearing my throat. I could feel the alcohol pumping through my body. I stood up to get another glass when I saw Pansy and Draco walk into the room. His eyes met mine and I shifted my gaze to Pansy who had her arm wrapped around his. I froze in place for a moment, not knowing what to do.
"Quinn." Zabini whispered from behind me. "Deep breaths."
I turned around slowly to look at him because seeing her draped on his arm made me sick and I didn't want her to see me cry. Zabini was standing in front of me, intently watching me. I watched his eyes as they shifted from my face to someone behind me and I knew Draco was approaching. I still didn't turn around. Zabini looked back at me, and his expression was stern. I heard Pansy giggle and I closed my eyes, trying to catch my breath.
"Thanks love." Pansy cheered. "You always know how to show me a good time."
Just then, I felt my fist clench and in what seemed like slow motion, I whipped around and punched Pansy right in the nose. I heard her scream as she fell backwards grabbing her nose. I jumped on top of her and began hitting her in the side of the head. She flung her arms up to cover her face and began to thrash around. I could hear her screams but nothing else besides the blood pumping in my ears. Why is it always her? Why have I been competing with her since day one? He knows I hate her. Why is it always Pansy?
I felt Zabini wrap his arms around my waist and pull me off Pansy. She was still thrashing around, and I was still trying to hit her.
"Let go of me Blaise!" I screamed. "Pansy you little slut. Why can't you see he doesn't even like you?! He HATES you! I HATE YOU! Leave him the fuck alone!"
Draco stepped in front of me and tried to grab my arms as Zabini fought to hold me back.
"No Draco, Fuck you!" I continued as I began hitting him in the chest. "You always choose her. Why? You know I hate her and yet I always find you fucking off with her?"
Tears were streaming down my cheeks as I continued hitting him. He let me do it. He just stood there with a stone face and let me hit him. People were gathering around. Some were laughing and some were in shock of what just happened. Pansy's mother ran over to Pansy and kneeled next to her. She looked up at me and Draco with shock and horror on her face.
"Get out of my house!" She screamed at me.
My eyes were still on Draco. They stung from crying so hard and all the anger I could feel boiling behind them. Zabini set me down and I finally turned and stormed out. I could hear Zabini scoff at Draco.
"You're a git, you know that right?" He spoke.
I made it outside, but I didn't stop there. I kept walking down her driveway and into an empty road. I looked left, then right and decided to go right. It was dark and cold outside, but I didn't even notice. All I could think about was what just happened. I could hear Pansy's words ringing in my ears.
"Thanks love. You always know how to show me a good time." It was so loud that I let out a laugh just to hear something else.
What did that even mean? Why did Zabini tell me he was 'taking care of something'? Did he know? Did Draco sleep with her? No. I shook my head, answering my own question. He wouldn't do that. Would he? What else would he be doing with her? They left together so obviously something happened. I had too many questions running through my head. I looked around to realize I had no idea where I was. I sat down on the road and took a deep breath. Where was I going to go? I couldn't go home, and I couldn't go back to the Manor. I stood up, lifted my wand, and shut my eyes. I began to fly and twist in the air until I clumsily landed in the courtyard at Hogwarts. I looked up at the castle in front of me and felt better knowing that Draco and Pansy would not be here. I walked inside and made my way to the Slytherin common room.
I managed to make it to my room without seeing a single person. I threw off my shoes and changed out of my dress. I laid on my bed and stared at the ceiling, replaying the questions in my head. I thought back to what Zabini and I had spoke about and suddenly I felt guilty. I didn't even give Draco a chance to explain. I took what Pansy had said over what Draco would have told me. That wasn't fair. I groaned and rolled on to my side, squeezing my eyes shut. I will find him tomorrow, right now I just wanted to sleep.
The next morning when I woke up, the room was empty. The other girls were probably still gone on break. Students were not made to be back for another week. I got up and threw on some clothes, brushed my hair, and huffed as I made my way out of my room. There were two boys lounged about on the couches in the common rooms. They seemed to not even notice I was there. I walked out into the hall and made my way down to the courtyard. As I turned a corner, I bumped into someone.
"Oh, I am so sorry." I apologized.
It was Fynn. He looked at me and without even a twitch of a facial expression he wrapped his arms around me and squeezed. I stayed frozen for a moment until I registered what was happening. I wrapped my arms around him and nuzzled my head against his chest. Suddenly, I began to sob. Not just tears but sobbing. I buried my face into his shirt and cried. I could feel my body shaking and I didn't care. I felt him hug me tighter, so I did too.
After a few more moments he pulled away from me. He looked down at me as I stared at the ground sniffling. He wiped my face and kissed my head.
"I thought you would never talk to me again." I whispered.
"Quinn, regardless of what happens, you are my baby sister. I will always be your brother."
"I missed you so much!" I said, feeling relieved to be talking to him but I was still crying.
"Quinn are you ok?" he asked worriedly.
"I am just so tired. It feels like every time I get a moment of happiness, something takes it away."
He hugged me again and this time I stopped crying. When we pulled away, he looked around the hallway and I already knew what he was going to ask.
"I left him last night." I said with a halfhearted smile.
His eyes grew big, and he looked down at me.
"No, no, not like that. I mean I just needed to be away from him for a few moments to think about stuff." I wiped my face, thinking it would make me look like I wasn't just bawling my eyes out.
"What happened?"
"That's the problem, I don't know." I huffed, placing my hands on my hips.
I told him everything that had happened last night and how I was feeling about it. He asked a little bit about the dark mark and what it meant for me, and I decided to keep Draco's task a secret. I told him what Voldemort was like and how Yaxely had tied me up. He was really angry that I stopped Draco from killing him. I told him about Lucious being locked up and all about Narcissa. After talking for what felt like years, I told him about how I beat the shit out of Pansy.
"Quinn!" he gasped. "You would never even hurt a fly." He teased.
"Shut up! I don't know what to do. I mean I know what I need to do but what if I don't like the answer." I asked.
"Quinn. You must find out. If the answer is bad, then at least you know what you need to do and where you stand when it comes to him. If you don't find out and it was just a misunderstanding, then you will have lost someone who truly makes you happy."
I heard what he said, and it made sense, but the only part I hung on to was 'if it's bad'. I wanted so badly, deep down in my soul to be wrong in this situation. I wanted Draco to explain and then everything be ok. I needed to talk to him. I hugged my brother again and told him we needed to catch up. I wanted to hear about how the holidays went and if he stayed with mom, but right now I needed to find a certain white-haired boy and figure out what had happened the night before.
I left Fynn and walked out into the courtyard. I pulled out my wand but froze when I saw the forbidden forest off in the distance. I thought back to the night when Draco saved me from a werewolf. The night this all started. I remembered how it felt when he kissed me and how safe I felt hearing his heartbeat. I decided that we had been through enough and no matter what the outcome was today, we would find a way to fall back together. I loved him. I loved him so deeply I could feel it in my bones.
I pointed my wand in the air and closed my eyes. I pictured Draco. I pictured my home. Suddenly I was swept off my feet. After a few moments I landed in front of the Manor. I walked up to the door and slowly pushed it open. Lucious was still locked up, so I wasn't afraid of entering. I had no time to spare as it was anyway. I needed to find Draco. I made my way in. It was still early so the house was quiet. I crept up the stairs and pushed open Draco's door. I had planned to creep in quietly and crawl into bed with him but when I stepped into his room, he was sitting on the floor, leaning against his bed with his head in his hands. He was still dressed in his suit, but his hair was a mess.
"Draco?" I spoke.
He jumped at the sound of my voice, not expecting me to be there. When he looked up at me, I could see bags under his eyes and his eyes were swollen. Had he been crying? He stared at me for a moment, almost like he had never seen me before, then he jumped to his feet and in a few quick strides was wrapping his arms around me. I hugged him back and he pulled away to look at me.
"Where the fuck have you been?" he hissed.
"The school." I sated quietly.
"You didn't think to come back here? I was worried, all night. No one had seen you and no one knew where you went. Zabini and I walked the road for an hour before we had to turn back."
"I'm sorry." I whispered, looking at the floor with guilt in my chest.
He sighed and took a few steps back, sitting on his bed. He placed his head in his hands again and sat there in silence. I bit my lip and slowly walked over to him. I sat next to him and stared at him waiting for him to say something.
"What happened?" I broke the silence.
"When? When you beat Pansy half to death or when you stormed out like a crazy person?" He snapped. "Do you know how scared I was?"
"Is she ok?" I asked, annoyed but guilty at the same time.
"I don't give a fuck about Pansy; I'm talking about you. I was terrified when I couldn't find you! I knew you hadn't gone home but I was going crazy to the point I almost went there to check. You weren't here when I got here. My mother took my wand to keep me from apparating across the world just to find you."
I knew he was angry but hearing how worried he was, gave me butterflies. I sat for a moment, letting him yell at me. I knew he was upset but I knew he wouldn't hurt me. He needed this right now. He had been silent for a few moments, and I could hear him sigh. I placed my hand on his arm and gently squeezed.
"Draco, I am ok." I reassured him.
"Good." He barked.
"Draco, I need to know-"
"Nothing!" he interrupted me. "Nothing happened."
"So where did you and Pansy go?"
"Her parents and my mother were having a discussion and they wanted us to be a part of it. That's all." He explained.
"About what?"
He sat for a moment with his tongue in his cheek. I stared at his face waiting for something to happen. Him to answer or even give me a single look that would let me know what he was thinking.
"They want Pansy and I to marry." He finally blurted out.
My gaze didn't leave his face, but my mind began to race. He sat up and looked over at me and I could feel his hand on my thigh. I slowly looked at him and it felt as though the world slowed down. I stood up and began to pace the room silently.
"Wait- wait, what?" I finally shouted.
He watched me as I walked back and forth around his room, running my hands through my hair, and trying to fight back tears. I stopped and looked at him.
"You have to marry Pansy?!" I seethed. "Why is it always her?! I hate her so much. Every time I am happy, truly happy, it gets ripped away from me."
"I said no." he said flatly.
"You-"
"I said no. Do you really think I would ever marry her? That I would ever do ANYTHING to hurt you?" He asked with pain in his voice.
Suddenly I felt guilty again. Not for hitting Pansy, she deserved it, but for ever doubting him. I walked over and sat back down next to him and stared at the wall.
"Do you remember that night you first kissed me?" I asked.
"You mean the night you tried to kill yourself by werewolf?" he asked, looking over at me.
"I felt so safe that night. Even with a huge beast trying to kill me. I didn't know it at the time, but looking back now, when you grabbed me. I felt safe." I blinked a few times, waking myself up from that memory.
"I'm sorry I doubted you." I whispered.
He sighed then leaned over and nudged me.
"If I am being honest, Zabini was right. I am a git. I could have told you where I was going. I could have pulled you with me. He told me what happened with those two men. I can't take you anywhere, can I?" he joked.
I rolled my eyes and shuddered at the memory of the two creepy men who were talking to me last night. I didn't even want to think of what would have happened if Zabini didn't save me. I looked over at Draco and he was watching me.
"I missed you." He smiled.
I laid my head on his shoulder and sighed.
"Can't we just... curse Pansy?" I asked.
Draco laughed and kissed my head. I smiled at the sound of his laugh. It was nice to hear again. I ended up sharing the story of Fynn and I with Draco. He was really excited for me. I told him that I kept his task a secret but shared everything else and he seemed okay with that. I know it is dangerous for people to know but only if they know what we have been tasked with doing. So, I kept that from Fynn, to protect him and Draco.
It was time to head back to school. We dreaded the thought of going back but we had no choice. We slowly packed our trunks that morning and Draco groaned and moaned the whole time. When we finally finished and Draco said his goodbyes to his mother, we headed to the train station. The platform was full and busy with people rushing around with trolleys full of trunks and creatures. Some had owls and others had cats. I could see Harry and Ron talking with Hermoine. He carefully watched me and Draco, trying not to seem suspicious but I had this feeling in my gut that told me something bad was going to happen.
We boarded the train and sat in our usual compartment. Zabini caught up to us and he plopped down on the seat in front of us. I could tell he was also dreading going back. Pansy stopped when she reached the door to our compartment, smiled at Draco, and kept walking. I looked at him and he was staring straight ahead with his jaw clenched. Once again, he had a stone face and it made me feel good inside that he was showing her no emotion. I studied his face for a moment. He has matured so much from the boy I knew in year one. He is so handsome. Just looking at him gives me goosebumps. He turned his head to me, and his jaw unclenched. His eyes softened and a ghost of a smile was on his lips. Suddenly his eyes flashed behind me but when I turned, no one was there. I looked back at him, confused.
"Draco?" I whispered.
He shook his head and turned his attention back to me before kissing my forehead.
"So, Draco, how's your father?" Zabini question, a hint of caution in his voice.
"How do you think?" Draco snaped.
"Sorry, mate. Just trying to see how you are." Blaise threw his hands up in defeat then leaned forward and rested his elbows on his knees.
"How is your task coming along?" He asked, more stern.
Draco looked out of the compartment again, but his eyes flickered up and down as if he was searching for something.
"Its fine. It is being handled." He grumbled.
After a long and what seemed awkward, train ride, we arrived at the school. Draco refused to talk about anything other than the weather or his classes and I could tell something was off. When we pulled up to the station, we all stood and turned to walk into the isle and Draco placed his hand on my lower back.
"I will catch up love." He whispered.
I turned to look at him and he gave me a soft smile. I nodded and caught up with Zabini. Draco handed him my trunk and then he stood back and watched us as we exited the train. I stood on the platform for a moment and looked through the window to see if I could see Draco when suddenly the blind snapped shut. It happened so fast it made me jump. Zabini set my trunk down and cleared his throat, trying to catch my attention but all I could focus on was what Draco could possibly be doing.
"It's best to listen to him. Let's be on our way Stillstone." He muttered.
I turned to look at him and nodded my head. He was right. I had to show Draco that I trusted him. I did, but that doesn't mean I don't worry about him as well. I picked up my trunk and loaded it in the carts they used to wheel every one's luggage to the school. I saw Ginny and she smiled at me and waved me over. I caught up to her and we greeted each other and began a long, in-depth conversation about our break. I asked about her dad, and she smiled and said he had asked about me as well. My vision flashed back to the train as I noticed Draco stepping off finally. He fixed his suit jacket and checked his surroundings before his stare met mine. He nodded at me and motioned for me to keep walking. So, I did. He fixed his gaze on someone else and when I followed his eye line, he was staring at snape who was returning his look.
"Quinn?" Ginny nudged my shoulder.
I shook my head and returned my attention back to her. We continued talking about school and how we dreaded coming back, especially now with Umbridge and the Carrows in the school. I sympathized with her. She was a Gryffindor, which meant she took a lot of beatings at the school, plus she was friends with Harry and being Ron's little sister, that didn't help her case either.
We finally made it to the school, and I slowly made my way to the common rooms. I was not looking forward to seeing Pansy, but I knew it would happen eventually. Maybe she would hide away in her room. Or maybe Umbridge would Avada kadavra her. That would make this school year barrable. I entered the common rooms to see a few faces I knew sitting around. I chatted with some and waved at others. I made my way to my room and threw my trunk on my bed. Every time we came back from break, Slytherin house threw a party, and I was looking forward to it.
I unpacked my trunk and brushed out my hair. I made my way back into the common room and sat on the couch by the fire. Some boys were decorating the room with green and silver streamers and casting spells to hang glowing lanterns from the ceiling. A few younger year girls were sitting on the opposite couch, gossiping with each other while watching the boys decorate. I laughed at them and shook my head. Zabini came trotting down the stairs and smiled at me. He plopped down next to me and let out a huge sigh.
"Is Draco up there?" I queried, staring at the stairs waiting for a head of white and blonde hair to come down behind Zabini.
"Nope." He sighed.
I looked at him and back at the stairs. Where was he? Maybe him and snape had something to do. I wish he would stop leaving me in the dark. Especially after what happened at Pansy's party.
"Hey handsome."
Speaking of Pansy.
"Hi, Pansy." Zabini turned his head to me and rolled his eyes when he greeted her.
I let out a silent giggle and rolled mine as well. We both turned and looked at Pansy. She was wearing a black skirt that was way too short, even for her, and a white top that stopped right above her belly button and dropped down too low between her breasts. Her hair was curled, and her bangs pinned back. She also had on bright red lipstick. Mine and Zabini's eyes grew large, and his jaw dropped to the floor.
"Pansy, you look-uh-you." Blaise stuttered.
"Like a tramp?" I muttered under my breath.
"I know, Blaise. You don't have to say anything." She smiled at him and twirled a strand of her hair in her fingers. "I just wanted to look nice for Draco."
I scoffed and rolled my eyes with a smirk on my face.
"Oh. Did he not tell you?" She said, sweetly.
"What? How he turned down your marriage proposal?" I laughed.
"What?" Blaise asked, shocked at what I had just said.
"Yeah. Apparently, Pansy can't get a boyfriend and she is so desperate that she got her mother to bargain Narcissa into marrying off Draco to her." I replied, stepping forward towards Pansy.
Her face turned red, and she crossed her arms over her chest.
"No!" She shouted.
"Yes." I scoffed.
"Okay, okay girls, put the claws away. Quinn, you and I both know Draco would never leave you for-"He paused before he finished his sentence. "-anyone." He finished carefully. "And Pansy, you need to leave them both alone. There are many other guys here that would love to be with you, why don't you go talk to a few of them and find one you like."
"Draco wants me." Pansy grumbled as she stuck her finger in my face. "He remembers how good I taste. He used to tell me all the time while his head was between my thighs. He used to do this thing with his tongue-"
"Alright I have let this go on long enough." Draco interrupted her.
He stepped in front of me and grabbed Pansy by the shoulders.
"I am in love with Quinn. I told your parents no and I am telling you no. I don't know why you can't get it in your head that I do not want you. I used you. For sex. That was it, Pansy. Leave both of us alone."
Draco turned towards me, and I could see the look in his eyes that something was wrong.
"Can we talk?" he asked quietly.
I nodded my head yes and we turned and walked into the hallway together. It was empty and quiet. It was dark out, so students were all in their common rooms or their beds. Draco looked up and down the hallway a few times just to be sure before turning his attention to me.
"It's happening, soon." He said in a panicked tone.
"What is Draco?"
"The cabinet is done, and the death eaters are getting ready. It could be a few weeks, but it is happening. And when the time comes, I will have to kill-"He trailed off. "And you have to leave the school. you have to get away from here and don't look back until it is over."
"Draco- Dra- no. No, I am not leaving you!" I argued.
"Quinn! This is not up for a debate. I will not allow you to stay here while death eaters are on a killing spree in the castle. I will not let you be here when I kill the headmaster and I will not let you fight either. Especially because Yaxely will be here, and we both know he would love to kill you or keep you for his own." Draco explained desperately.
"I am not leaving you Draco."
"Quinn." He quietly pleaded, running his fingers through his blonde hair.
"You jump, I jump." I grabbed his hands and kissed his ring that I gave him for his birthday.
He looked down at me and I could see the fear in his eyes. It was like he was still pleading with me in his head.
"I won't fight Yaxely. I won't fight any death eaters, but I must stay and help you Draco. You can't keep leaving me in the dark. I am not fragile. Look at everything I- that we have been through Draco. We can get through anything if we help each other." I tried to ease his fear and let him know I was okay.
His look softened and he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in tight to his chest.
"I love you." He whispered, and I smiled.
"Now come on, that party is starting, and I could use a drink." I smirked at him, pulling his hands to follow me into the common room.
He whirled me back around and placed his hand on my throat and gently pushed me into the wall, crashing his lips on mine. His hand made its way up my neck and to my cheek. He pulled away, leaving me breathless and smirked back at me.
"You drive me crazy Stillstone."
We made our way back into the common room and the room was full now. People were standing around talking and laughing. There was a scent of fire whiskey in the air, and it sent chills down my spine. Draco handed me a cup and I took a sip of it. Feeling it burn my throat and my chest as it went down. I let out a few coughs while Draco laughed at me.
"Lightweight" Pansy scoffed as she walked by.
I rolled my eyes and began chugging my drink, fighting the urge to cough. I finished my drink and wiped my mouth, handing my empty cup to Draco while keeping my glare on Pansy who was dancing with a year 3 boy. He had his hands practically up her skirt and she was kissing and licking his ear. Slut. Draco placed his fingers on my chin and turned my head, so I was looking at him. he smiled at me and shook his head. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I looked up at him and smiled, letting him know I was okay. He handed me another cup and we sat on the couch with Zabini who was also drinking and watching other people dance. We sat and people watched, drinking cup after cup, and chatting. After a few cups my skin felt warm, and my head was tingling. I felt good. I wasn't thinking about Draco's task, or Pansy. I wasn't thinking about Voldemort or my dark mark. I was thinking about dancing. I stood up and Draco watched me. I held out my hand to him and he shook his head no with a laugh.
"I don't dance Stillstone." He spoke.
I stuck out my bottom lip at him and waited for him to get up.
"Better stop, before I bite that lip." He mumbled.
I rolled my eyes and walked out into the sea of people who were dancing and moving their bodies to the music. Everyone was drunk and sweaty, but I didn't notice because I was drunk as well. I stood still for a moment, waiting for the music to take control of my body. I began running my hands through my hair and swaying my hips back and forth. I closed my eyes and it felt like the music was twirling me. I felt amazing. I could feel bodies pushing into me and hands traveling all over my stomach and chest. I kept my eyes closed and took in the sensations. I opened my eyes to see a year three or four boy with his hands on my waist. His eyes were fixed on my stomach, and he was biting his lip. I flashed a look at Draco and his eyes were glued to mine. His tongue was in his cheek, and I could see his fists were clenched. I smirked at him. I closed my eyes and turned around, pressing my back against the boy's chest. He pulled my waist closer to his and we began to grind to the music.
After a few moments I felt his hand slip down the front of my jeans. My eyes shot open and I grabbed his wrist.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I shouted over the music.
"Shh. You know it feels good." He slurred.
I turned to look at him and his face was red and sweaty, and his eyes were bloodshot. I was still fighting his hand to get it out of my pants.
"My boyfriend will kill you." I warned him.
"You don't have a boyfriend." He laughed.
Suddenly Draco popped up next to me. His jaw was clenched, and his wand was in his hand.
"I suggest you remove your hand mate, if you want to keep it." He shoved his wand against the boy's throat.
The boy's eyes flicked to me then back at Draco.
"Sorry Malfoy." He pleaded.
Zabini popped up next to Draco and pushed Draco's hand down. He put his hand on his chest and gently pushed him away from the boy.
"He is just a kid Malfoy. Plus, he is drunk." Zabini warned.
Draco stood a moment longer with his tongue in his cheek, tapping his foot and glaring at the boy. He whipped around and stormed off, making his way back to the couch, dragging me behind him. I stuck my tongue out at the kid and jogged behind Draco, trying to keep up with his long strides. We sat down and I huffed. Draco sat next to me and placed his hand on my thigh, handing me another cup. I put my hand up, pushing it away and shaking my head no. I looked over to Zabini and saw him chatting with a girl in our year who I wasn't familiar with. They seemed to be smiling and laughing which made me happy for him. after a while, Zabini stood up and held his hand out to her. She took it and they walked up the stairs to the boy's dorm. Draco and I looked at each other and let out a small laugh.
"Should we join them?" He whispered.
My eyes grew large, and I looked at him in shock.
"Not actually join them you ass, I mean, should we leave?" Draco winked at me.
I smiled and stood up quickly, walking for the door to the common room.
"I will take that as a yes." Draco laughed, standing up and following me. "Wait where are we going?"
I held my finger to my lips to tell him to be quiet as I pushed the door open behind me and proceeded to walk out of it. I began to quickly jog down the hallway and I could hear Draco not far behind me. I turned and continued jogging backwards, smirking at Draco. I slowly began to unbutton my jeans and his eyes fell to watch my fingers. I turned back around and made my way up the tower stairs, Draco still in tow. We got to the top and I turned to face him. As he made it up the last few steps I stepped forward and crashed my lips into his, grabbing his face in my hands. Our heads began twisting back and forth as he shoved his tongue into my mouth. I began sucking on it and he let out a soft moan. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me in closer to him. I could feel his erection growing between us. I began to unbutton his pants and they fell to his feet. He stepped out of them, leaving him in a button up and boxers.
I grabbed his shirt and pulled it apart as hard as I could, ripping the buttons from their seems. They scattered around us and landed with a few soft clanks on the floor. He grabbed my shirt at the bottom and lifted it above my head and I pulled off my jeans. Leaving me in my underwear and bra. I began leaving a trail of kisses from his lips, down his chin and neck, down his chest and to his stomach. I dropped to my knees and looked up at him while I began to slide his boxers slowly down his legs. His eyes never left mine as he bit his lip. I grabbed him in my hand and began to slowly kiss the tip before licking it all the way down the shaft. He threw his head back and let out another soft moan. I slowly wrapped my lips around him and began to slowly take him in my mouth. I bobbed my head back and forth, slow at first but building up speed. His hand landed on top of my head as he began to thrust his hips, causing me to slightly gag on him. After a moment, I pulled away from him and slowly stood up, wiping my mouth with my thumb, and staring at him. His lips were parted, and his eyes were fixed on mine. When I was finally standing, he quickly grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled my head back. I looked down at him as he leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on my now visible neck.
"You are mine. You will always be mine." He whispered against my skin.
The feeling of his warm breath on my bare neck drove me crazy. He grabbed my waist and motioned for me to jump, so I did. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he began to make out with me again. He slowly walked until I felt my back press up against the wall. It was cold against my skin which caused me to flinch. Draco smiled beneath our kiss, and he grabbed my underwear from the sides, ripping them off of my hips.
"Thos were my favorite pair!" I sternly said, breaking our kiss and furrowing my brow.
He smiled up at me.
"Mine too." He spoke.
Suddenly I felt him push inside of me. I gasped and threw my head back. I loved feeling him inside of me. Especially the first thrust. With his hands on my waist, he began to bounce me up and down. I placed my hands on his shoulders and began to help him. I moved my hands to his hair and tangled my fingers in it, resting my elbows on his shoulders. He looked up at me and watched as I closed my eyes and lost myself in the feeling of him. He took a step back and crouched down, laying me on my back. He hovered over me and smirked down at me.
"I love watching you come undone at my touch."
Once again, he quickly thrusted himself back inside of me, causing me to arch my back and let out a loud moan. I covered my mouth with my hand, but he grabbed my wrist and pinned my arm down above my head.
"Don't you ever fucking do that. I want to hear you." He demanded.
"Draco." I moaned.
He began to thrust harder, and I could feel I was going to finish soon.
"No not yet." I begged.
I didn't want to finish yet. I wanted to feel him as long as possible. He smiled down at me through his messy blonde hair.
"Or I can get you there over and over again, Stillstone."
With that, I dug my nails into his back. I let out a loud moan and closed my eyes, focusing on nothing but the feeling. The feeling of him inside of me, the feeling of his body pressed against mine, and the feeling of his hand holding me down. I loved it all. My walls tightened and so did my thighs. I let out a loud moan once again and I could feel his eyes on me, but he didn't stop. Instead, he fucked me harder. He began to thrust harder inside of me and let out a grunt with every move. He wrapped his hand around to my back and pulled me up off the floor. I was sitting on him now. He began to kiss me again, but I broke it short and pushed his chest down. He moved himself back and laid flat. I placed both my hands on his stomach and began to rock my hips back and forth. He placed his hands on my thighs and watched my hips move.
"Fuck, love." He mumbled.
I tossed my head back and closed my eyes. He moved his hands to my stomach and began to softly massage my breasts. I grabbed his hands and squeezed them, hinting for him to squeeze tighter. He did. I began grinding against him harder and faster. I could feel my walls tightening again. I parted my lips and let out a moan, letting him know it was happening again.
"Good." He whispered.
He began thrusting his hips up at the same time, causing me to come undone faster. Just as I felt my climax hit, he did too. We finished and rode the high together. After a moment, we both stopped moving and I laid forward, resting my head on his chest. His heart was pounding, but mine was too. He wrapped his arms around me and tried to catch his breath.
After we got cleaned up and dressed, me having to put my jeans on with no underwear and him having to use a spell to mend his shirt, we sat down and watched the stars for a moment.
"Would you want to live in the country or the city?" He asked me.
"I like the idea of both. Wherever you are is home enough for me." I stated.
"I want to live in the country, so I can see the stars every night." He whispered, looking up to the sky.
"As long as we have a big porch." I added.
"I know." He smiled.
Eventually, we got up and made our way down the stairs and into the hallway. Hand in hand we slowly walked back to the common room. When we walked inside, there were a few people asleep on the floor and a few still up drinking. We walked to the stairs that led up to the rooms and stood silent for a moment.
"It will be ok Draco." I quietly reassured him.
"How do you know?" He asked, worry in his voice.
"I don't, but whatever happens, I will be here. I will always be here. Even when I'm not by your side Draco, I will be here for you. I will always love you." I said sternly, showing him the confidence I had.
He smiled, kissed my head, and held me against his chest. We stayed like that for what seemed like years. Afraid to move, wishing to keep time frozen in that moment forever, but eventually we let go, said our good nights, and went to bed.
The months drug on. Waiting to hear from Malfoy Manor, or snape, or anyone. The school was depressing and dark. No one wanted to be here. The day was creeping closer on when Draco would have to, well, kill the headmaster. He was afraid of saying it out loud, but I knew that once it was done and over with, he would be free. We would be free. Harry and his gang grew more suspicious of Draco every day. That worried me, but I knew that as long as we were careful, we would be okay.
One day we were sitting in class when snape walked in and interrupted, asking for Draco Malfoy. Draco's eyes shot to mine, and I could see his face turning green. He slowly stood up and followed Snape out into the hall. Was it time? Had something happened?
After class I was the first one out of my seat and through the doors. Draco was nowhere to be seen. I swallowed hard and began to slowly walk to the common room. I had another class, but I couldn't even see straight right now, how was I going to sit through another class? I got halfway down the hall when I caught the glimpse of blonde hair rushing down an empty corridor and turning into the abandoned boy's bathroom. Draco. I immediately took off in his direction, bumping into Harry as I did. I didn't even notice at the time. I was focused on Draco.
I made it in the room and could see Draco hunched over a sink, crying. I hurried over to him and placed my hand on his back. He quickly turned to me and threw his arms around me, sobbing into my shirt. I knew. It was time. I let him cry on me because I knew he needed it. After a few moments he finally cleared his throat and stood up, blinking down at me. I wiped his tears off his cheeks with my thumbs and stared back for a moment before we heard the door open. We both turned our heads and Draco grabbed me, throwing me into a stall. He put his finger to his lips to tell me to be quiet and I nodded my head. I sat back on the broken toilet and quietly tucked my knees to my chest. I didn't want whoever it was to know I was there. I heard a voice then suddenly there were flashes of lights and loud cracks. I threw my hands over my ears and squeezed my eyes shut. I focused on my breathing and staying quiet.
A spell hit the door to the stall I was in, and it flew back, smashing into me and knocking me on to the floor. Draco was against the wall that was across from me, and I could just barely see his face. Terror was the only emotion on it. A spell flew past his head, and he shot one back to whoever was in the room. He looked over at me and our eyes met and suddenly his expression changed to anger. I kicked the door off me and began to crawl. I crawled until I was in another stall furthest away from the action. I stayed on the ground in case more debris flew in. After what felt like forever, the sounds stopped. I lifted my head and looked out of the stall. I could see Draco on the floor and someone else standing over him. Harry.
Snape came running in and yelled for Harry to leave. I crawled out from under all the broken wood and glass and hurried to Draco's side. There was water all over the floor and when I looked down at it, there was blood, a lot of it. I watched it as it slithered from Draco's body and down the drain. My heart stopped. I looked at his face and his eyes were closed. I gently placed my hand on his cheek, and he wasn't breathing. It all happened in slow motion. I began screaming as Snap bent down next to me. He placed his wand on Draco's chest and said a spell that caused his wounds to stop bleeding. Draco's shirt was now red when it was once white.
"Help him!" I screamed and begged Snape.
Snape picked him up off the bathroom floor and I watched as Draco's head slumped back. Snape quickly carried Draco out of the bathroom but there I stayed. Watching the rest of his blood circle down the drain. I didn't cry. I didn't move. I just watched. Silently. After the last of his blood had gone, I slowly stood up and made my way out into the hall. I know I should be sad. I know I should follow Snape to the hospital wing with Draco, but I didn't. I was angry. Not just angry, I was enraged. I wanted Harry dead. Is this how Draco felt when he saw Yaxely hitting me at his house? I get it now. I clenched my wand in my hand and found myself standing in front of Gryffindor common room. Ginny walked out and bumped into me. She stepped back and blinked a few times, not expecting me to be there.
"Quinn?" She asked, confused.
"Is Harry in there?" I asked through gritted teeth.
She looked down at my wand, then back at my face that was covered in dust and tears.
"What happened?" She asked slowly.
"Is Harry in there?" I repeated.
I had no idea what she was asking me, and I didn't care. I just wanted to find Harry.
"No. He isn't." She stated.
"Why are you lying to me Ginny?" I shouted.
"Quinn." She put her hands up in surrender and took a step back. "You need to tell me what is going on."
"I don't need to tell you blood traitors anything." I grumbled as I turned around to go find Harry.
Suddenly a spell hit my back and I fell to the floor. I couldn't move. I could see and I could hear but that was it. She used the stun spell on me. She slowly approached me until she was standing over me, then she turned around and ran off. I laid there, replaying the same picture of Draco in my head. His body on the floor, gashes in his chest and Harry standing over him. After what could have been minutes or hours, Ginny returned, with Snape in tow. They both looked down at me and Snape crouched down next to me. He brushed my hair out of my face and kept his eyes on mine.
"Thank you miss Weasley. You can go now." He stated.
He picked me up in his arms and carried me down the hall. He walked into the hospital wing and laid me on a bed. He stood over me in silence for a moment.
"I worry for the boy too. You could worry for him a lot less stupidly though miss Stillstone." He demanded, quietly.
He left and I laid there, waiting to feel my body again. Eventually, the spell wore off. I sat up and rubbed my head. It was pounding. I looked around the room to see where I was. It was dark, telling me it was nighttime. I was in the recovery wing. I looked around and could see a few people sleeping and resting, then my eyes stopped on a head of blonde hair. I jumped up and ran to his bed. His eyes were still closed, and he had bandages wrapped around his chest. He was breathing though. I took a deep breath in and realized it felt as though I had been holding it since I saw Draco wasn't breathing. I slowly sat down in a chair next to his bed and rested my head on it. I grabbed his hand and intertwined our fingers. I took another deep breath and closed my eyes, falling asleep, waiting for him to wake up.