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𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 1 - 𝖢𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗍

"Just try it out!"

 she said motioning me to take the cigarette in her hands to which I declined for what felt like  the hundredth time already "I'm sorry Lue, I just love my lungs too much," 

I paused " We also have class in like 7 minutes you addict" to which she rolled her eyes to "im not a addict"  She hesitated "it helps with my anxiety"

"you can go to class first" she continued "ill be right behind you" And I nodded with a slight chuckle knowing she would probably be 20 minutes late but either way I started to head over to snapes dreaded class.

 As I turned the corner of the hallway the silence that I had been walking through suddenly came  to an end. In the distance I heard noises that sounded like someone in excruciating pain. My curiosity peaked, and I started walking towards the source of the sound. As I got closer I realized that the noises were coming from an empty classroom, but the door was propped open. Filled with concern I peeked in and gasped at what I saw. 

  It was the infamous Draco malfoy.

The very same person whose mere mention sent shivers down my spine. Having only encountered him in class and through rumors I never imagined seeing him in action like this. Yet, there he was, passionately entwined with a girl he had bent over and pinned against a desk with his free hand.

 His flawless green tie almost off his neck as his hips moved back and forth in a frenzy. Droplets of sweat glistened on his forehead, which was now contorted with ecstasy. His once neat and perfectly styled blond hair now disheveled, clinging to his forehead. It was a sight to behold, and for a moment, I was frozen in shock taking it all in.

I couldn't look away. I knew that I shouldn't be intruding on someone's privacy, but I was too curious to leave. The girl moaned as Malfoy proceeded with harder strokes while he tilted his head back in release as the girl let out a moan that echoed in the classroom.

As if sensing my gaze I could feel his piercing eyes locking onto mine. Suddenly I found myself in utter panic my favorite pen slipping from my grasp in the chaos. Knowing I didn't have time to pick it up, I pressed on towards my intended destination with steely determination. My heart racing and my palms sweating, I hurried towards Snapes class, my mind racing with thoughts of what could happen if I were caught.

With the event flickering like a vivid film in my brain His shuttering breaths and halted breaths echoed in my mind intermingled with low moans and jerking movements. Each detail imprinted itself on my consciousness, etched deeply into my memory, refusing to be forgotten.

As I  made my way to my assigned seat, somehow managing to arrive just in time to avoid the dreaded label of tardiness my eyes caught a striking figure sauntering in. It was none other than Malfoy, whose tie was impeccably placed and hair impeccably styled, save for a few errant strands.

 It was almost as if what had happened was a figment of my imagination until I fervently glanced downwards and was met with the sight of my own pen clutched in his hand confirming that It was in fact, very much real.

I couldn't help but feel a wave of panic wash over me as I avoided his intense gaze. The mere thought of catching his eye caused me to freeze in fear. It was as if I was afraid I would turn into stone if I even so much as glanced in his direction.

But luckily it seemed as if he hadn't noticed me at all. He was completely consumed with my pen as if it was his own possession. Perhaps he thought it was simply left behind and decided to take it for himself. Relief washed over me as it became clear that he didn't suspect a thing.