This Bitter Earth

NINETEEN

A big thank you to Bree and Ella for betaing this chapter. They are the reason we are getting an update on time so THANK YOU! Also all the comments y'all write are just amazing. Just know I read them all and I love you all for taking the time to leave them! Thank you, lovelies.

Soundtrack- "On My Knees" by RUFUS DU SOL and "Run Baby Run" by The Rigs (Thank you Tina for this suggestion that you made I think in November? Anyway, I remembered!)

NINETEEN

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Granger was ignoring him. She had agreed to the deal for when Potter died, but now she was doubling her efforts to keep him alive.

It was infuriating, how smart she was. How many thoughts she had in her head that she didn't share with him and how she always found a way to think her way out of everything.

Draco would be impressed; if it wasn't him she was doing it to. If it wasn't the only thing she was doing to him. He thought after the other night, he wouldn't be able to get Granger off his dick, but now he couldn't even get her attention.

Granger kept herself busy with Order bullshit, sitting on the floor with her books open around her and pieces of parchment covered with tiny notes. She could probably write her own damn book at this point, but Granger kept on. Like a dog with a bone.

Except it wasn't his bone.

Whenever he tried to touch her or pull her away from whatever boring ass book she was sticking her cute nose into, she merely waved him off and gave him some excuse.

"I'm trying to concentrate."

"Let me finish this passage."

"This is important, Draco."

Yeah? So was his cock. And... their... relationship, he supposed.

His heart ached just as much as his balls.

Maybe more.

Draco snatched the book from her and snapped it shut.

Granger glared at him, holding out her hand and waiting for him to give it back. "I'm working, Draco. You know this."

"Well I'm bored. There's nothing to fucking do here when you're reading."

She reached for the book and he held it up higher.

Granger unhappily got to her feet. Not that it mattered much, Draco was a good foot taller than her and his arm didn't hurt as much as it used to. Probably had something to do with the fact he hadn't cursed it in over a month, but it also meant he could hold this book up for a long time.

Although... she could just start reading another one and go back to pretending like he wasn't important like precious fucking Potter was.

"You could help me," Granger suggested. "Some of these books have runes in them. Having to translate is one of the things slowing me down."

Draco groaned.

"Your constant interruptions are another."

She had crossed her arms over her chest and it made her tits push together a little. Granger had gained back the weight she had lost on the run and in his Manor and it resulted in her tits getting a little bigger.

Draco grinned.

She noticed what he was looking at and dropped her arms, scoffing.

"Is that all you ever think about?"

"No, they're not all I think about." He grazed his eyes over her body. Slowly, enjoying every inch. He wondered what sort of knickers she had on today. And if she'd let him find out.