𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 - 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲 (READ DISC)

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Draco Malfoy:

My head is pounding, I feel dizzy, the light is hurting my eyes, it hurts to even move.

I don't really care. I haven't been out of my room all day. It's getting late, and it's already dark outside.

I walk down the stairs, stopping halfway seeing Sera sweeping the floors. She's smiling.

She doesn't usually smile like that.

"What's with the grin?" I ask.

She stops what she's doing and looks up at me, almost looking startled by my voice. "It's nothing." Then the smile returns and she looks away from me.

I walk the rest of the way down the stairs. "What happened last night?" I ask her.

"You got drunk, Mr. Malfoy. Really drunk."

"Did I say anything bad?"

She shakes her head. "No, not at all."

"When do you want me leaving tonight?" She asks.

I think for a moment. "Whenever you're done I suppose."

She nods and heads to the kitchen.

I notice mail on the dinning room table and grab it. When I read the front of it through, I realize this mail isn't for me.

I see Sera's name on the front. Who would be sending her mail to my house? I hear her coming back from the kitchen and hurry up the stairs with it in my hand.

Closing my bedroom door behind me, I immediately take out the paper from the envelope.

I read it maybe three times. If I knew she was going out with someone tonight I would've told her to work later than usual.

Who the hell is Killian?

I bet he's that guy that was talking to her last night.

I don't like Sera like that. I actually don't think I like her at all. But the thought of her getting all dolled up for some guy is absolutely disgusting.

I've only thought about Sera in dirty ways. That's why I have her wear that uniform everyday. She has a nice body, at least from what I can see.

So she was smiling because of this Killian.

I'm sure he's going to pick her up soon. When I was downstairs, I couldn't help but notice how spotless everything looked.

Dammit, she's good at her job.

I shove the letter in my pocket, look out my window, and sure enough there's a really expensive looking car in the driveway.

Mines better anyways.

I check outside my bedroom door, and I see her in the big mirror on the wall downstairs admiring herself and fixing her hair.

"Mr. Malfoy!" She yells, but then she catches me looking at her from upstairs. "I'm heading out."

She walks up the stairs and I pull the galleons out of my pocket and drop them into her coin purse. As much as I want to pay her less for leaving earlier than normal, I'm not even capable of that. I hate to admit that she did an undeniably good job.

When she's halfway down the stairs I catch her attention. "Got a date tonight?"

She smiles. "I guess you could say that."

She takes lipgloss out of her purse and applies it.

I take a look at her uniform. He's going to see her in that. That outfit is supposed to be seen by me only.

Honestly fuck this. I don't know why I feel this way. It's like my mind is fighting me. I've never seen her get ready like this for a guy. I've also never seen her get picked up by a guy.

She proceeds out the door. "Have a good night Mr. Malfoy." She says all happy like.

Have a good night Mr. Malfoy.

"Mhm." Is all I say back.

I look out my bedroom window. I watch her get in his car. Bloody idiot didn't even open the door for her.

I take the letter out of my pocket and reread it.

I'd love to catch up. Maybe even a little more.

Maybe even I little more? I know exactly what he means by that.

I drop my hand to my side and watch them drive away together. Suddenly I'm crumbling that stupid letter in my fist harder than I ever expected to.