Innocence ; Draco Malfoy

Chapter 17

"Miss me, did you?"

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Last night was a blur when I thought about it after waking up late the next morning. My ears were quietly ringing and my head was throbbing painfully. Hangovers are not fun.

I felt dizzy and uneasy. Trying my very best to not broach, nor acknowledge the mortifying behaviour I displayed last night. I didn't want to even bother thinking about it. Convincing myself it all only happened because I was drunk and felt lonely after Cedric disappeared. I prayed that I would forget it. More importantly, I prayed that the light blonde wizard I was beginning to become attached to would forget also.

I grabbed my pillow and let out an inaudible groan before struggling out of bed to take some painkillers I kept in the bathroom. In the hope, that they numb me for the rest of the day.

Moments after taking my painkillers, I hopped into the shower to wash all of last nights bad decisions away. The warm water felt way too good on my skin. I lathered up some soap in my hands and rubbed them all over my body, cleansing everywhere.

When reaching in between my legs, the memories of him touching me clouded my head. I remember how sensitive he made me feel. The dirty whispers he uttered to me in my ear made me feel ways I never imagined I could. How I wished so desperately for him to take me right there and then.

For the love of God, stop thinking about him.

He's bad news and I know this. He also made it perfectly clear he is only interested in my body which is not what I want.

After exiting the shower, I hauled a towel around my figure and continued with my skin care routine. Applying some simple makeup, I headed back into my dorm room to get dressed.

I'm was thankful it was a weekend. Meaning I could easily avoid Draco because we didn't have any classes today.

Nothing particular was planned today, however I did want to meet Hermione in the library for our weekly study session. There was no rush so after choosing to wear a white tartan skirt, a black crop top with a cute cardigan. I played a few records on my record player. I don't care what anyone says Queen are just phenomenal. I love them so much.

The music fills the room and I get lost in my own little world. Singing and dancing to Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy like an idiot, but I'm a happy idiot.

A little while had passed and my stomach speaks for me. I decide it is wise to get something to eat. I head down to the Great Hall for some brunch after an hour.

It was exactly 11:30am when I reach the exquisitely large dinning hall. Silently, I'm praying that a certain Slytherin wasn't currently present. I didn't even want to think about it, so I quickly hurry to take a seat at the Gryffindor table.

"Good morning, y/n. Did you have fun at the party last night?" Hermione lifts her head up from the book she was reading and greets me with a polite smile. I sit down opposite her and Ron, and next to Harry.

"How did you know I was at the party?" I ask her.

"Ron and Harry went for a short time and saw you dancing with Luna." She replied. "Of course, I had much better things to get on with." Hermione continues. Her haughty accent clear and proud.

"Oh, right. Yes, I did. Thank you." I squeeze a smile to reassure her and myself.

"Lovely. When would you care to study today? I am free all day, so whatever time is good for you is fine with me." She asks.