The White Peacock (A Draco Malfoy Fanfic)

Chapter 66: Girlfriend

**MATURE CONTENT WARNING**

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Margot's POV

I frustratedly toss and turn in my bed once again, knowing that Draco was just down the hall from my room, which was driving me crazy. It had been 4 days of this torture.

If my parents weren't so unbelievably forgiving and gracious for allowing him to stay with us for the summer, I would have fought them over their decision to enforce SEPARATE ROOMS.

I get it, no parents want their 17-year-old daughter sleeping with a boy they barely know every night, but I figured explaining our deep and intense love story of how we both almost died several times to be together would be enough, but apparently not.

I did leave out the detail that I was a prisoner at his family home; the phrase guest sounded much nicer and would make things less awkward when the in-laws would have to meet each other one day.

I suppose what did help was my mother's intense research on Slytherins. When I was sorted into it, she recognised the name Malfoy immediately, and by the look on her face, she was slightly impressed by what she had heard. In her eyes, it was a perfect match.

I sit up in frustration, deciding that enough is enough. I have spent countless lonely nights these past few months in his manor; it was time to end my "frustration."

I quietly creep out of my room, hoping that the floor will be quieter today.

I walk up to his room and carefully open his door, only to find him lying in bed reading a book... shirtless.

He immediately meets my gaze. "What do you think you are doing?" he whispers.

I quietly close his door. "I can't sleep..." I say with a cheeky grin.

"Turn around now," he orders.

"Why?" I say coyly as I stalk towards his bed.

"Because I was given only one condition to be able to stay here, and you are currently breaking it, princess," he says, leaning back against the headboard.

"Since when do you follow the rules, Malfoy?" I say as I slowly crawl closer to him on the bed.

"When I run the risk of not being at least 20 metres from you at all times, then I tend to be a nerd about rules, believe it or not," he says, sticking his book out so as to create a barrier between us.

"Well, then you should have thought about that when you decided to be half naked... only 20 metres away from me..." I say, biting my lip. His jaw immediately tenses as he watches me before he snaps out of it and goes back to his book.

"Nice try" he smirks.

"You are right, I can try... Harder," I whisper, sitting up on the bed, as I slowly drop the strap of my white cotton nightdress. He hesitates before finally taking a peak, making him immediately look back at his book. 

I then drop the other strap and by default my entire dress slips down leaving me topless and in my underwear. He casually meets my gaze before almost choking on his tongue.

"Bloody hell Muprh... Put that back on right now" He demands as I slip the dress off completely.

"Why is it a little distracting?" I say before straddling him and snatching the book out of his hand.

"Merlins beard... why are you doing this to me?" He moans, tipping his head back against the headboard.

"Is this book really more interesting than me right now?" I say, looking at the book as I gently rock my hips against him.