Babygirl (SEQUEL to Fuckboy - Draco Malfoy)

30. fallen.

Draco,

It has now been a full week since the Christmas holidays ended. I assume, by now, that you have had an opportunity to reflect.

I hope that you understand the gravity of your current situation. And I hope that you understand what will happen next, if you make the wrong choice.

Severus assures me, however, that you and the Mudblood girl do not show any signs of continuing your affair of the previous term.

I warn you, Draco, that if you relapse into your shameful behavior, I will not be forgiving a second time.

But, for now, we can continue on with more important issues.

Tutoring for your N.E.W.T. exams will start this coming Thursday. I have given you some time to sort yourself out, but that period has ended. Therefore, Severus will be contacting you about your private lessons. I leave it to Professor Snape to work out the specifics.

Work hard in your lessons. Stay away from Theodore Nott, and the Mudblood girl, if you know what is good for you.

Father.

- - -

"Evan," Draco whispered, as she almost didn't notice him standing right next to her.

She jumped in fright, placing a hand on her heart.

"Fuck's sake, Draco. You scared the shit out of me," she chuckled. "What are you doing?"

"Waiting for you," he said with a laugh.

Evan looked him up and down, narrowing her eyes at how he was tucked in the corner of the dormitory stairwell, lurking in the shadows.

"What?" Draco whispered with a laugh, because she was just fucking smirking at him.

"If history has taught me anything, I should expect to be slammed against a wall any moment now," she teased.

Draco laughed. Just for nostalgia's sake, he took her waist, yanking her aggressively to the side. Evan let out a short yelp, then he slammed her hard against the wall, pressing himself against her and trapping her in.

"As if you mind," he scoffed. Evan chuckled, shaking her head at him and draping her arms off his shoulders. He gripped her hips, smirking. They were about to leave for Hogsmeade, but Draco wanted a moment alone with her before they departed.

"Are you going to beg me for a kiss?" she asked with a smirk. "Scream in my face? Oh no, wait . . . do you have another proposition? I quite liked the last one."

"It is a proposition," he smirked, leaning in. He placed a soft kiss on her lips.

"Oooo," she cooed. Draco kissed her forehead. "Okay. Hit me."

"Well, since you're my girlfriend," he said pointedly. Evan giggled. "Maybe I should treat you like one."

"Oh Merlin. I'm in trouble, aren't I?" she laughed.

"Mm-hm," Draco nodded, tucking his lip between his teeth. "Go on a date with me."

Evan's eyes widened, but then she settled back into her teasing face. "You know, usually . . ." she started, reaching up to play with the hair at the back of his neck, "asking someone on a date starts with 'will you.' And it tends to end with a question mark."

"That sounds quite out of character."

She chuckled in amusement as Draco looked over her shoulder, as he just heard Theo go 'where the fuck is Malfoy?' and they were running out of time.