BAD INTENTIONS - [D.M.]

Ten

Aliya's POV
Hogwarts - January 1997

I drank a few drinks. Well, a lot. I can't walk straight, just like Daphne. We danced into the new year together. She left me alone after midnight to kiss Cedric. It's been ten minutes now. "Hey, Aliya," Cedric appears behind me and taps my shoulder, "I'll take Daphne back to her dorm, she is way too drunk. Don't wait for us." I nod with a smirk. Too drunk, huh? I bet if I would walk into her dorm in ten minutes I would see them both naked on her bed. I'll just keep dancing alone then. Who cares?

I am not left alone for long. A guy behind me grabs my hips. I recognize this grip. It feels so familiar. I turn around and face Theo. "Need a New Year's kiss, love?" He is just inches away from me.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" I yell at him and slap his face. The shock is written on his face. A few people around us gasped.
"You bitch!" He insults me. I scan the people around us, they start whispering, and they are laughing. Shit. I don't need that kind of attention in this school. I back up and escape the situation. I press through the dancing crowd and exit the room as soon as possible. I panic that many people saw what I did.

"You can not do anything wrong, not under any circumstances! If you get in trouble, they might do a background check and everyone will find out what's going on," warns me the lawyer.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. I should have just walked away. Why am I so stupid? The door closes behind me and I finally breathe fresh air. I am freezing, but my mind is running around the past events and the warnings of our lawyer echo in my ear. I pace back and forth. What if a teacher saw this? I mean, yes, I got detention before, because I talked in class or something. That was no big deal. Now I am drunk, I slapped a guy in the middle of a crowd and teachers attended this party. Fuck. I flinch as the door cracks open behind me. I recognize the blond hair and exhale. I keep pacing back and forth, trying to calm down. His eyes are burning on me, but I ignore him. "You good?" He chuckles and leans against the closed door. I take a deep breath before I answer. I can't lose it here, not with him.
"Yeah, I am fine," I mumble and stop walking.
"Sure?" I ignore his question and sit down on the bench we sat on earlier. He follows me, I hear his steps. "Here." Malfoy holds out his jacket. I take it from him and he sits down beside me.
"Thanks," I mutter, "and sorry that I just left it on the sill." He only nods slightly. I remain silent, just like him. I tilt my head back and stare at the sky. I love a clear night sky. I take a few deep breaths. I feel a warm touch on my thigh. I flinch and stare at Draco. I follow his gaze. His fingers touch the scar Adrian left. I don't stop him even though I hate this scare. I try my best to hide it and if someone saw it, I told them a stupid excuse. No one knows the truth behind this, except Malfoy.
"Wow," he whispers.
"What?"
"The marks he left are huge."
"I know," I answer. I wanna know if every guy around here is so brutal. First Adrian, now Theo. I still can't wrap my head around the fact that he tried to kiss me again, even though I told him I didn't want to. How could I think a jerk like that is hot? "Can I ask you a question?" I ask. He nods. "Why did you follow me out here?"
"I saw you and Theo on the dance floor, how you slapped him, and what he yelled back. I just wanted to make sure you are okay. I saw you the first time something like that happened," he is talking about the night with Adrian. I feel how my eyes get wet.
My mind is filled with a thousand questions, but the one I have been asking myself the whole evening is, "Why me?" I realize I just said that out loud. Malfoy is looking at me, I see it in the corner of my eye. He is watching me tearing up. Great. We agreed to never talk again after yesterday and now he sits beside me and...comforts me? He wraps his arm around my shoulder and pulls me close to his chest. I listen to his heartbeat, even though it's hard to hear in between my snobs. "Thank you," I whisper, but almost no sound escapes my mouth.
"Let's delay the enemy part till tomorrow," he chuckles. I join in even though the tears are still running.
"Can I ask you a question now?" I ask.
"It's only fair."
"Why are you so afraid to talk about your feelings?" His grip around my shoulders loosens. I sit back up and look at him.
"What do you mean?"
"You never admitted that you care, but clearly you do," I say. He remains quiet. "Let's pretend we are both on Veritaserum again, what would you answer?" I add.
"I don't believe in love," he whispers. I watch him pull out a cigarette.
"Why?" I ask again. I wait for an answer, but he first lights up his cigarette and offers it to me. I inhale and watch how the smoke spreads in the air as I exhale.
"My parents." That's the only answer he gives me. He doesn't add anything to it. I stop myself from asking more, I don't want to make him run. I actually enjoy his company right now.
"Here," I pull out a small bottle filled with fire whiskey which I stole from a dude at the party. He opens it and takes a big sip before I do the same. As I lower the bottle, our eyes meet. His thumb rubs the tears away from my cheek. I smile a little, but he doesn't return the smile. There are just inches between us. I want to give in, I know he wants to do the same.
"Fuck," he whispers and crushes his lips onto mine. Shit. I taste the alcohol on our lips and my salty tears in the kiss. I push myself against him even more. His palms hold my face. I feel how my cheeks are getting hot. I am not sure if I blush if it's the alcohol or the heat from his hands. I climb on his lap as he pulls away. "We're gonna regret this," he says before pulling me into the kiss again.
I pull away to answer, "Definitely." He plays with the zipper of my dress as we continue to make out. "Draco," I mumble into the kiss, "not here. What if someone sees this?" I just called him Draco, not Malfoy.
"Come on," he whispers and picks me up as he stands up.

Draco lays down beside me, trying to catch his breath, just like me. "Now I get why Pansy can't let you go," I laugh.
"Pansy and I are done," he mumbles.
"What?" Has he just decided that? While he fucked me?
"I told her that right before midnight, she came to kiss me for new year's."
"You had a way better kiss tonight," I smirk and turn to him.
"Not just the kiss was better than with her." He kisses my forehead. I have to admit this whole thing, doesn't feel like a normal one-night stand. It feels like something real, but tomorrow it's over, so I better don't get comfortable. "No one finds out about this, right?" He asks.
"No one," I assure him.
"So this is goodbye, huh?"
"Yeah," I whisper. I can't get myself to get up right now.
"Before you leave, I want to tell you a Veritaserum truth," he announces.
"Veritaserum truth?"
"Yeah, no filter. You asked me why I can't express my feelings and I want to answer that because I feel like we aren't even yet. You told me your deepest secret and I only told you why I hated you." He pauses. Keep talking, Draco! I am curious now. "My father is an ass. My mother and he are in a terrible marriage. He is obsessed with finding the truth to his case. He doesn't pay attention to my mother or me anymore. I am only waiting for them to divorce. That's why I don't believe in love. I watched my mother while growing up, waiting on him and since he is back from Azkaban he is obsessed with knowing everything about the people who got him in there, that's why you remind me of my father. Your father got him in there and that's how I recognized you and why I had a picture of your father."
My jaw drops. Draco's father was in Azkaban. Draco's father was in Azkaban. "I know it might be shocking," adds Draco, but I don't listen to him anymore.
"That's what you deserve for bringing him to Azkaban," echos in my head. I just slept with the son of my mother's killer.

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No, Aliya. That's not possible! Let the professionals do the work and just focus on school, how often do I have to tell you this? I don't care how you found that out, just be careful. No one is allowed to know the truth and don't get in trouble!

That's what Dad wrote me back. I am so mad at him. He doesn't believe me. It all makes sense, Draco's father could be mad that Dad brought him in Azkaban and that's why he wants revenge. I need to find a way to get proof. I would break into their house, but they are so rich, they probably own a new fancy security system which I can't avoid. I need to find another way to get proof. We need to be friends maybe then he invites me over, but the great Draco Malfoy doesn't have female friends. If he falls in love with me, he might bring me to his house with him alone, right? That could be my chance.