(A little mature themed. Half nudity.)
Dracos POV
I pushed my way into the boys restroom and leaned against the wall. Blood was oozing out of my lip. I had bit it so hard it had started to bleed. I was a little satisfied with myself and smiled a little bit as a drop of blood gathered, but my smile faltered as my father's voice replayed it's self inside my head. I should be dead. I sighed and turned so I was facing the wall. I gently beat my head against the wall. A breeze lapped at my back and then a slam. I glanced at the mirror. No one was reflected in it. My hand inched towards my wand and it gripped it tightly. I saw a shadow in the corner of my eye, but that was it. No one was there. I felt the thing's presence getting closer, and then I started to feel it's breathing on my neck. My hand grasped around something and from the way it moved gently I could tell that it was attached to the person. I counted to three in my mind and then whipped around pulled the material. It fell away to reveal a girl, but I didn't take the time to see who she was. "STUPIFY!" She screamed and flew backwards and hit the opposite wall. I looked at her face as she crumbled to the ground. It was her. I gasped in horror and I prayed to the one piece of my mum left inside of her that she was alright. "GIN! Gin...are you okay?I'm so sorry...I'm so sorry..." She just weakly smiled and, with great effort, sat up. I felt like yelping. I just shot a spell at Gin! "Draco...I came to find you. Its...my fault." She wheezed heavily. "Gin, it's not your fault. I'm so sorry, I just wasn't thinking..." she put her hand over my mouth and I shut it. She then slowly put it down. "Draco it's fine. Really. I'm only a little out of breath. I should've knocked or at least took off the cloak." I looked down and slowly nodded. She smiled and then sputtered. "Draco...I think we should go." I nodded. It would be awkward for someone to walk in the restroom and find a teenage couple sprawled on the floor looking tousled and panting. I smiled to myself and gin looked confused. "What?" She looked at me with her eyebrows furrowed. That just made me smile wider. She started to laugh too. "Draco Malfoy what is so funny?!" I just shrugged and pulled her I top of me. She smiled and started blushing. "Now will you tell me?" She looked back at me with huge fake watery eyes. I sighed. "It's a secret. You need to promise not to tell anyone." She laughed because I was talking in a little kid voice. Then she nodded. "Pinky swear?" She threw her head back and laughed, her wavy red hair rocketing down her back. Her chest rising and falling, her side inhaling and exhaling. It was short but amazing. "Yes, Draco. I pinky promise." She linked her pinky with mine and I kissed her on the nose, then I gestured for her to lean in. She did eagerly, then I whispered. "We look really tousled and messy, and you were heaving heavily. What if someone were to walk in the bathroom at the time? Hmm?" She pulled away and gasped. "DRACO! What the fuck!? No. That didn't happen. We would just explain. We would just..-" she was cut off. I was already apparating. She sucked in a shallow breath of air just as we were about to enter the process. Then with a snap we were gone from the restroom at the ministry. Back in our dorm and safe at last. For the moment. Gin had Potter's invisibility cloak from Dumbledore. Fucking Dumbledore...he chose too many favorites, and they weren't Slytherin.
Out of nowhere gin tackles me in a hug. We topple onto the bed, and she looks at me with pained but happy eyes. "I'm sorry about..." she trailed off but never broke her gaze. I nodded and looked down. I was sorry too. Sorry that I ever cared for him at all. She leaned in for a kiss and I gladly leaned forward too. Our lips attached on impact and the movie began to roll again. But this time something stirred inside of me. Something...that was roaring. Gin seemed to have a thirsty fire in her eyes too. Maybe...we would take it farther than normal. I licked and begged on her bottom lip. She moaned. Softly but her chest vibrated. I felt it. She unclenched her teeth and I let my tongue loop across her teeth and over her hard pallet. Her mouth twitched and her hands inched at my tie. I faintly nodded, letting her know it was okay, and she yanked it loose and untied it. Our tongues clashed. She was putting up a good fight, to say the least. My hands roamed her back and then rubbed across her hard stomach. She tensed and smiled. I played with the hem of her shirt, my warm fingers brushing her cold stomach. She moved her hands frantically to my hair and goose bumps covered her skin. And she nodded and so I started to inch her shirt up. She started to undo mine. Her fingers also lightly touched my abs as we tangled our legs together. I moaned, but it was audible. She smirked underneath my tongue. She finished unbuttoning my shirt and I let it hang loosely on my shoulders. Her shirt was up and over her bra, which was black. I had helped her put it on, not even an hour earlier. She let go of my hair and her hands were faintly shaking from not holding on to something. She raised her arms and I broke contact with her for less than a second. I tossed her shirt over onto my desk chair. I was then pushed down. She crawled on top of me, never pulling away. My shirt still was on my shoulders. My tie lay on the edge of the bed. I leaned to one side and then the other and my shirt was no longer on. I lifted my head. She grabbed my green tie. And put it around me and held the back of my neck up plus pulling me back up right. She then let the tie fall to the ground as well. Now was the big step. I reached under her. I broke away. "We don't have to. You don't have too..." she covered my mouth again. "I don't have too. I want to." I smirked and unclasped her bra. Then I leaned back into kiss her. My lips felt twice the size they normally were. I didn't care. I pushed her down and she lay on my bed with her bra draped across her breasts. I gently pulled it down and off her shoulders. She was absolutely beautiful. Her paleness complimented her breasts, and she looked as though something heavy had been removed from her chest. She now looked more...relaxed. Did she really think I was going to be judgmental? I broke apart and my lips felt cold. Her arms lay palms up and her head was tilted skyward. I trailed soft kisses down her jaw line. And goose bumps appeared beneath my fingers. I kissed her collarbone. She panted, and her breath caught when I brushed my hand across her breast. I kissed her shoulder and then down her arm. She smiled and spoke. "Why do you treat me like I'm special?" I stopped and pulled her by the hands till she sat up. "Because you are. You think I'd do this to any other person? Ever? You're a treasure that I get to find and discover. You're priceless and I love you. I'm glad your not some porn star that feels at home without a top on. I'm glad because I would feel uncomfortable around people like that. But your humble and you pretend like you have nothing to offer, when really you offer so much I can't ever repay you back with the whole world. You took me and captured me. But I'm okay with that. You drowned me. That's why hurricanes are named after people." Her mouth stood agape. And she smiled with tears in her eyes. "Th-that's. Probably the sweetest thing someone's ever said to me." I smiled and kissed right were her heart beat was felt. I let my lips feel the beats. I rose back up as saw that that spot was now red. I had made a mark. She looked down and laughed. I turned pink. I didn't mean to do that. I turned around as an excuse to stop blushing and looked at my reflection. My lips were red. And my hair was all spiked up in the back. I smiled and laughed. "Gin, let's look at you." She looked at me. "Right now? With out a bra? In the mirror?" I rolled my eyes. "Yes! I'll cover you." She just sighed. "Fine." she scooted over and sat in front of me. I cupped my hands over her boobs and she looked the same as I did, except you could see a purplish mark above my left hand. I smiled and looked away. Ginny was great. I loved her.
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