Centuries of Malfoy men

Chapter 1

Fuck. I vowed that last time was the last time. I had promised myself that everytime over the last few centuries Nothing ever changes. I hate him.

My hands claw at his back at an attempt to handle the pleasure. Nobody knew my body the way he did. Decades and decades of practise allowed him to know my every move and desire.
Fuck this felt good. He finished and started to get redressed.

Disappointment washed over me as the sensations ended. What an ass. He could easily make me finish but he doesn't, he rarely does. Because he hates me as much as I hate him.  "You're a dick" I remark lying on my back letting his eyes wonder over my naked figure. He laughed lowly and softly. "I got what I came for Athena, cmon you know the deal by now." He chuckled. I reached for the duvet and pulled it over myself. "That was the last time, I mean it" I say my voice bitter and annoyed. "Doll there has been dozens of "last times" you'll always crawl back. I know you Athena." He said to me looking into my eyes. "Leave" I said. And with that he did.

I hate when he does this. Leaving me here, unsatisfied, yearning for more. My hand uncontrollably trailed down my stomach to in between my legs. This wasn't as good as him. But it would have to do.

Afterwards I stood up from the bed and walked towards my bathroom, I looked in the mirror disappointed in myself, disappointed I let him use me again, disappointed how much I enjoyed it. I let the water run hot before stepping into the shower, trying to wash of the sent of his woody aftershave and sweat. My hands ran through my hair soaking it. The water was to hot. Burning my back. I didn't care. I deserved it.

I looked at my watch 6:14 am. Why did he have to ruin today? Today was supposed to be an exciting day. A day that was different to the thousands of other days spent in the same meaningless way. Enzos lust and selfishness put a damper on the morning.

I finished getting ready but I knew something was missing. I sighed. I reached for the small silver locket which lay on the china dish  crowded with other jewels. I can't think of a day where I haven't worn this necklace. Despite hating what it meant to me, it was like a part of

I packed the last of my things away into my suitcases, I was going to hogwarts. I had to meet him. I had to know him.