Professor Malfoy?

Chapter 18

Malfoy took Y/N upstairs after a while.

He helped her get ready and constantly took the hair out of her face, whispering to her about how beautiful she was. Y/N, however, still felt a strong sense of internal panic within her, and eventually he begun to pick up on it.

"What's up?" He asked, his voice soft. Y/N stared at herself in the mirror's reflection, her head slightly to the side. "I'm scared..." she whispered. Malfoy glanced at her through the mirror, brows drawn together. "Why?" He asked.

Y/N placed a hand on top of her lower pelvis. "You—," she whispered. "You came inside me.."

"So?" He said, trying to repress a grin.

Y/N turned her head to genuinely look at him this time. "So? I could get pregnant!"

Malfoy shook his head.

"Sir—,"

"I used a protection charm." Malfoy explained before she could get annoyed at him. "We're safe."

Y/N sighed in relief, though that didn't shake the gross feeling she had welled up inside her. "I don't know..." she murmured. "Maybe this was a mistake— we— we shouldn't..."

Malfoy's grip around her waist tightened. "Excuse me?"

Y/N went quiet. "I just think..." she whispered after a moment. "This shouldn't have happened— maybe now that the urge is out of our system we can go back to normal— y'know? Have normal lessons, normal tutoring sessions—,"

"Y/N Minerva Potter," Malfoy wrapped a hand around her throat and turned her towards him. "You listen to me right now."

Y/N's throat pulsated.

"I want you," he said in a deadly whisper. "I want you so bad— more than anyone I've ever wanted in my life. And I am not letting you go."

"But sir, I'm only eighteen—," She whispered. "And you're— you're—,"

"Thirty eight."

"Thirty eight." Y/N echoed breathlessly.

Malfoy pulled her closer to him, their lips almost touching. "Don't you want me, Y/N?"

"Of course I do—,"

"Or was I just someone you wanted your first fuck with?" He hissed.

"No!" Y/N whined, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment; especially when he put it like that. "God, no... I want you for you."

Malfoy smirked. He relaxed the grip on her throat and leaned forward. Y/N almost melted when he pressed the softest, little kiss against her lips. "Then be with me..."

Y/N whined a little when he turned her head to the side and continued to press feathery kisses along her jaw. "C'mon, pretty girl. I know you want to..." Malfoy breathed. "All you have to do is say the words."

"I—," Y/N placed a hand on his shoulder, gasping a little. "I want to—,"

KNOCK! KNOCK!

There was a rap on the door downstairs. Malfoy groaned and pulled back. "Stay here," he murmured. "Okay..." Y/N said, watching as he flung the door open and rushed down the stairs. She sat on top of the edge of his bed, listening as he fiddled with a couple locks. Then, all of the sudden—

"Draco, hi."

It was her fathers voice.

Y/N paled.

The door downstairs closed.

Y/N got up from the edge of the bed and slowly shuffled further into the room, her eyes darting around.

"Harry, you're back early..." she heard Draco speak, a tone of surprise audible in his voice. Y/N accidentally walked into the closet door behind her. There was a loud bang.

Shit, shit, shit.

"Oh, is someone here with you?" She heard her father ask.

Malfoy pretended to groan. "It'll just be my owl. She's been going mental upstairs for the past half an hour."

Harry laughed. "Can't be any worse than our Y/N's cat, it does my head in. Almost just as bad as Crookshanks used to be."

"Oh, I bet." Malfoy let out a hollow laugh.

"Anyways—," Harry paused. "What's with the robe?" He asked all of the sudden.

Y/N wanted to crawl into a ball. She had left her robe downstairs.

"Oh, Y/N dropped by a couple hours ago. Carmen and Nate are both in internal-inclusion, so I think she just needed some company. Must've left it in here."

"Of course she did," Harry didn't sound suspicious. "Forgetful, like her mum."

Again, Malfoy chuckled, an empty, hollow chuckle.

"Well, I'll take that from your hands." Harry said, "I'll give it to her when I next see her. No doubt she's probably sniffing around the library."

"Nothing out of the unusual," Malfoy agreed.

"I'll be on my way then," Harry added to both of their relief. "Pretty hefty stack of papers you've got there."

"Makes for an exciting night," Malfoy drawled sarcastically. With one last laugh, Harry bid farewell and the office door closed. Y/N heard Malfoy's footsteps ascend the stairs after he locked it.

Moments later, he poked his head into the room and found her on the floor, right outside his closet. Malfoy dropped his shoulders and sighed. "All you had to do was keep quiet," he said in a scorning tone. "Yet it appears that's quite a struggle for you."

"What's that supposed to mean?" She asked in faux offence.

Malfoy tilted his head and folded his arms around his chest. "Do you want me to remind you of earlier?" He asked, a slight smirk on his face. "No— no—," Y/N pleaded, but he ignored her protest and proceeded to mock her.

"Oh, sir!" He grinned, walking closer to her. Y/N buried her face in her hands, her cheeks a bright shade of red. "Feels sooo good,"

"Stoop," she whined into her palms, hearing him chuckle. It was quiet for a moment, but when she finally picked her head up, she saw him standing right above her. "Come on," he whispered, a hand extended. "You know I'm only teasing."

Y/N gently bit on the inside of her cheek and took his hand. He pulled her up onto her feet and moved his hands down to her waist. "I believe you were about to say something before we got interrupted." He whispered into her ear.

Oh god.

"I don't remember." Y/N lied, placing her head on his chest.

"Oh, but I think you do."

Y/N glanced up at him through her feathery lashes. Malfoy quirked a brow. She let out a quiet sigh and put her head back onto his chest. "I want to be yours..."

"Mm..." Malfoy hummed, placing a hand on the back of her head. He gently massaged the tips of his fingers into her scalp. "That sounded even better coming out of your mouth than I imagined..."

A gentle smile spread across Y/N's face.

"Can I stay with you again, sir?" She asked softly. "It's lonely in my dorm without Carmen's company..."

"Of course," he whispered. "You're always welcome to stay with me."

Malfoy placed a finger under her chin and forced her to look back up at him. He pressed a kiss against her lips, which made her feel all giddy on the inside. "Just as long as you're aware of the consequences that came with it..."

"Consequences?" She asked.

"Oh, come on, bunny." Malfoy chuckled. "Do you really think I'll be able to keep my hands off you for a full night?"

Y/N blushed softly.

"Go on, go get a shower." Malfoy said, dropping a hand. He used it to gently pat her bum, though it made her gasp. "I'll be waiting here."

"Okay, sir..."