The First Weasley Daughter (Mattheo x Draco x Female Reader)

Chapter 67

Harry spent a few minutes examining my mark while Ron and Hermione sat together at the piano.

Harry and I talked for a bit trying to get a long. "Y/n? Can you explain how you escaped?"

When he asked that I went through the entire story starting at the dinner with the Malfoy's. Ron seemed genuinely concerned when I spoke of Lucius and Hermione rolled her eyes when I discussed Draco or Mattheo.

Ron and Hermione were exhausted and went upstairs to bed while me and Harry stayed down.

"Can't sleep?" I ask Harry and he just looked at me. Why was this so incredibly awkward?

"Never. I haven't slept well in weeks. It's hard to when someone is trying to murder you." He says plainly. His arms were crossed and he sat on the couch very lounged back.

"Me neither. Sleeping is the last thing on my mind when I was living in a Death Eater infested home." I say looking down twiddling my thumbs.

His hand grabbed mine and my face flushes a bright pink. Harry scoots closer and sighs. "I'm sorry. I never thought how hard it would be to go through everything you've been through."

"Oh, it's fine. It's nothing compared to what you've been through." I say with a bright pink face. I wanted to pull my hand away and yell but I wanted to stay civilized.

"I think we actually have a lot in common." He says letting go of my hand and staring at the floor.

"What do you mean, Harry?" I ask looking at him. He seemed very rough and tired.

"We both have family issues. We are both oddly unique people that never asked for what others call 'gifts'. You have Pyrokinesis which you didn't ask for. I didn't ask to be the chosen one." He says looking at me.

"I never thought of that. I guess you're right. We have some stuff in common." I look down at my hands and then back at him. "Look, I know I keep apologizing but I am super so-"

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Harry immediately cut me off by landing his lips on mine. My face was nearly the shade of a tomato. I was completely taken aback. I didn't want to be rude and push him away but I didn't want to kiss him.

When he pulled away he was all awkward and embarrassed. "I am so sorry! I didn't know what I was thinking. I am a complete idiot." He says becoming red like myself.

Out of complete idiotic thoughts I kissed him. His eyes went wide and he kissed back. His hands went in my hair and his tongue pressed to mine.

The only thought that now crossed my mind was getting back at Draco, Mattheo, and even though me and Ginny weren't on shitty terms, her too.

I wanted revenge. I know that's stupid and weird but I wanted it. That's what I was going to get. I didn't even think about consequences or Ron.

I kissed Harry more passionately and he did the same. Our breathes merged and were heavy. His hand moved to my blue/green hair before pulling away. "I just want you to know your hair color is hot. So are you."

I never expected that from the awkward sweet boy who was the Chosen one. I kissed him harder and he pulled me onto his lap. I could feel how hard he was. It felt like he'd burst from his pants.

I kept kissing him and didn't think at all. Revenge, Revenge, Revenge. Played through my mind.

I straddle on Harry's lap and his hand slipped down to my thigh. We made out longer as our lips pushed against each other. He was so hard it was almost sweet but also funny.

Harry's tongue slipped down my neck. His breath was extremely shaky, I could tell he was nervous.

He nipped and kissed my neck as I moan softly. When I moaned his eyes went wide and he cleared his throat. "C-can we go somewhere more private?"

I blush and quickly accepted. I didn't feel like myself. The people I forgave or that didn't do much harm... I wanted revenge even if that meant sleeping with Harry Potter.

Do you hate me for writing this? Because I'd hate myself. But I wanted to do something that would piss people off. So enjoy!!