Ｉｎｆａｔｕａｔｉｏｎ ; Draco Malfoy

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C H A P T E R 6
Secrets and Quiddich Injuries

7/9/94

The next day, Ivory woke up utterly shocked. She kissed Draco Lucius Malfoy, on the lips, It wasn't even a pathetic kiss on the cheek!

She got up and headed for breakfast, although she was extremely hung over. To her dismay, everyone else was already at the table when she got there. She had wondered if Malfoy had remembered the events that occurred the day before. She had hoped that he was simply too drunk to remember, however, her suspicions were confirmed.

As she sat down, her and Malfoy made direct eye contact, they both looked away and sat uncomfortably in the awkward atmosphere.

"Ives?" Blaise asked

"Yes?"

"Where did you and Draco go last night." At that, Ivory almost choked on her pumpkin juice, as did Draco.

"Oh, we went to Honeydukes to get more chocolate frogs."

"But Ives," Pansy interjected "You didn't come back with anything from Honeydukes."

Ivory froze, Pansy was right and now she was gonna have to tell everyone what her and Malfoy did.

"Uh yea we went to get some more frogs but they were all sold out so we just walked back instead." Thank god Malfoy has at least some brains Ivory thought.

They all looked suspiciously at the two slytherins but decided that Ivory and Draco weren't lying, after all, they both hate each other.

Ivory shot Draco an appreciative smile but Draco glared at her and went back to eating his eggs.

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Ivory hated to admit it, but she couldn't help but think of her kiss with Draco. His lips were nothing like what she had expected. She expected them to be slightly chapped and rough, however, they were soft and gentle and they had a small tinge of cherries, she presumed his mother had bought him some lip balm that flavour. Narcissa always had a thing for looking after her skin, she must have made sure draco did the same.

It was monday now and they were sat in potions. To both Ivory and Dracos displeasure, they were partners.

The whole situation was uncomfortable and Ivory had only just realised how small the tables in the school are. Ivory sat with her legs crossed under the table yet still her legs kept brushing with Malfoys, and when writing down notes for the potion they were to make next lesson, Ivorys elbow would meet Dracos. It was an incredibly uncomfortable situation.

When stuff like that would happen, their breathing would increase slightly and catch the attention of one another. All in all, the lesson was one of the most uncomfortable lessons to sit in.

No matter how hard she tried to concentrate, Malfoys words stuck in her mind, "You should call me Draco more often, I like the way you say it." She also liked the way she said it, the way it rolled off her tongue excited her just as much as when Malfoy said her name. His tone of voice was enough to make her full of joy.

She would never admit these feelings to anyone, however. Feelings such as that are weak, her Father himself taught her that.

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At quiddich practice, Malfoy seemed incredibly tense. Ivory could only assume it had something to do with the kiss.
Ivory chucked the quaffle into the hoop straight past Pucey, making him incredibly angry. Ivory continued to fly, oblivious to Pucey stealing Goyles bat and sending u bludger right her way.

The bludger hit Ivory right in the head, causing her to fall at a fast rate from her broom. She could see Theo shouting at Pucey, Blaise flying towards her and Draco stopping the game completely.

With one thump, she landed on the ground. Sharp pains shot through her left arm and right leg, causing her to be unable to hold back her tears like she had been taught. She let three tears fall just before Malfoy, Blaise and Theo landed beside her.

"I'm gonna kill that Pucey, what a cunt!" Blaise shouted.

"You can do that later, I need you two to take her to Madam Pomphrey." Draco demanded.

Theo and Blaise nodded and attempted to lift Ivory up, but to no avail. Theo's hands were covered in bruises and ached too much to be able to lift her up and Blaise couldn't support her weight by himself.

"We can't do it mate,"

"Oh just move ill do it myself!" Malfoy spat.

"No! Don't let him take me I would rather lose my leg!"

"First off, Flint," Draco started "You won't lose your leg, it's only broken. Second, it's me or Crabbe and Goyle."

Ivory groaned before agreeing on letting Malfoy take her, despite how awkward she felt she would much rather Malfoy over those two oafs. Malfoy picked Ivory up with ease and carried her bridal style towards the castle.

"why did he do that to you anyway?"

"He had a bitch fit because he couldn't block the goal post." Ivory rolled her eyes.

"Well after that little stunt, i'll talk to professor Snape, perhaps he'll expel him."

Ivory was appreciative of his unusual kindness and in the spur of the moment brought up the one thing both slytherins had been attempting to avoid.

"Look, Malfoy, about the kiss-"

"No, Flint there's no need to say anything. The kiss was a mistake and should've never happened."

Ivory almost felt disappointed. disappointed, what has gotten into you ivory? She couldn't fathom why she felt that way, it was just a stupid kiss with Malfoy Even though his lips were very soft and the kiss almost felt magica- No, Ivory stop! You can't feel that way about a kiss with Malfoy, that's insane.

"Agreed." She said.

The awkwardness from earlier returned and the trip to the hospital wing was almost completely silent. Draco was walking up the stairs with Ivory still in his arms. He annoyingly enough enjoyed being the one to look after her when she's hurt, it made him feel happy. No Draco, you can't feel happy, it's Flint! The girl you hate! Although hate is a strong word... No, Stop!

"Who decided to put the hospital wing on the third floor?" Draco complained.

"A wanker, that's who."

Word Count: 1064

Ok this chapter is lowkey kinda cute.

Any suggestions??? Lmk!

Kisses,

Alexa xxx