Bound by Blood and Magic

Chapter 7: Enchantment in the Moonlight

The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a silvery glow over the Forbidden Forest. The trees loomed tall and ancient, their shadows dancing on the forest floor as (Y/N), Draco, and Luna made their way deeper into the enchanted woods. Every rustle of leaves and distant hoot of an owl heightened the sense of adventure in the air.

“Do you really think we’ll find a Thestral?” (Y/N) asked, excitement bubbling within her as they moved further from the safety of Hogwarts.

Luna nodded earnestly. “Oh, definitely! They love moonlit nights. Just keep your eyes peeled!”

Draco walked beside (Y/N), his fingers brushing against hers every now and then, igniting a spark of electricity between them. He stole glances at her, his grey eyes filled with a mixture of mischief and something deeper. With every passing moment, (Y/N) felt the tension between them growing, an unspoken desire hanging in the air like a potent potion.

As they reached a small clearing bathed in moonlight, Luna abruptly halted, her eyes widening in wonder. “Look!” she exclaimed, pointing toward a shadowy figure standing at the edge of the trees.

There, illuminated by the moonlight, was a magnificent Thestral, its skeletal body adorned with glimmering ethereal patterns. It stood gracefully, its large, haunting eyes fixed on them. (Y/N) felt her breath catch in her throat; the creature was breathtaking.

“Wow,” she whispered, captivated by the sight.

Draco leaned closer to (Y/N), his voice low and conspiratorial. “Do you think it can grant wishes?”

“I don’t know,” (Y/N) replied, her gaze still fixed on the Thestral. “But wouldn’t it be amazing?”

They watched in silence as the creature began to move, stepping cautiously toward them, its ethereal beauty making the air around them feel electric. The moment was magical, but in the back of her mind, (Y/N) felt the weight of the moment shift—something deeper simmering beneath the surface.

Suddenly, Draco took a step closer to (Y/N), his eyes darkening with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine. “You know, I’ve always wanted to be able to see into the future. To see what happens to us.” His voice was low, almost a whisper, but it resonated with a fervor that made her heart race.

(Y/N) turned to him, her pulse quickening as their faces drew nearer. “What if we could create our own future right now?”

Draco’s gaze was locked onto hers, the distance between them evaporating. “What do you mean?”

With the moonlight illuminating their surroundings, (Y/N) felt emboldened. “We could seize this moment… together. No expectations, no rules. Just us.”

Draco’s lips curved into a wicked grin, and he stepped closer, his body brushing against hers. “You’re right,” he murmured, his breath warm against her skin. “Let’s make our own magic.”

Before she could respond, Draco’s lips were on hers, a fierce and passionate kiss that ignited every nerve in her body. (Y/N) melted into him, feeling the heat radiate between them as his hands tangled in her hair, drawing her closer. The kiss was everything she had fantasized about—hungry, desperate, and filled with an undeniable longing.

In the clearing, surrounded by the beauty of the forest, (Y/N) lost herself in the kiss, her hands exploring the hard planes of Draco’s chest, feeling the warmth of his body through the thin fabric of his shirt. The world around them faded, leaving only the intoxicating rhythm of their hearts and the sound of their breaths mingling in the cool night air.

Draco pulled back for a moment, his forehead resting against hers, his eyes dark with desire. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this,” he breathed, his voice rough with emotion.