Double Trouble || Draco Malfoy x Reader

Slytherin Party || chapter one-hundred and fourteen

At last night had fell upon the castle which could only mean one thing.

It was another win for Slytherin, in other words, an excuse for all of mummy's and daddy's money to come together and show up the other three houses by throwing the most extravagant party with all the best people and all the fanciest drinks.

"Did you invite the Gryffindors?"

Draco looked over to see me staring into my mirrors reflection, sliding a slick layer of clear gloss across my lips. He grinned a little and came up from behind me, placing his hands on my shoulders before giving them a gentle rub.

"I invited everyone except for the Hufflepuffs," he laughed.

My eyes divert to look at him through the mirror, watching the way he looked at me with adoration in his eyes. "Again?" I ask, innocently battering my lashes before turning back to my reflection. "Well, it's a good thing I invited the Hufflepuffs."

Dracos brows furrowed, but after a moment a grin played across his face and he leaned in to press a quick kiss against my check. "Cheeky," he murmured against me.

"I know." I grin back, watching him pull back to grab his blazer. Before he could do much else, I stand from my seat to join him, taking the blazer from his hands. He cocks his head, confused, but when I opened the sleeves of his blazers for his arms to slip in, he got the gist and let me help him slide it on.

Once Draco had pulled on his blazer, both of my hands found their way to his chest, smoothing down his suit. "You know how much I love this fucking black suit..."

"Why else do you think I wear it?" Draco grinned.

"Maybe because you have nothing else?" I joke, looking up at him with a smirk.

"Don't even start." Draco grabbed my waist, his forehead pressed against my own. I stand on my tippy-toes, pressing a quick kiss against his lips, but before I could step away he grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me up for a second one, except this one was a lot harder and longer.

His usual scent of expensive cologne, mint, green apple and forestry cedar wood seeped into my senses as his lips moved against mine, no sign of stopping in sight. "Draco..." I mutter in between each kiss, hardly able to get my words out when he kept pressing his lips onto mine. "This is—,"

Kiss.

"Your—,"

Kiss.

"Big night—,"

Kiss.

"I know." Draco murmured against my lips.

"We should probably—,"

Another hard kiss.

"Y'know— show up."

Finally, Draco gave a small groan against my lips but finally decided to make it his last. "Great, my lipgloss is already ruined." I murmur once he'd pulled back, looking in the mirror.

"Personally," Draco murmured, wiping the glitter off his lips with the back of his hand, "I think you should keep it off."

Bringing my thumb up to his mouth, "It suits you thought." I tease, wiping the last smudge of glitter from his lips.

"To be completely honest," Draco grabs my thumb and kisses the tip of it, "I don't think it's my style."

"I think that's just your fragile masculinity," I pull my thumb back with a laugh, grabbing his hand instead. Draco rolls his eyes and smiles as I pull him towards the door. "Now come on, I didn't wear this dress for nothing. I need a crowd to show it off to."