The Dragon's Treasure

Yule

Draco held out Holly's fur-lined winter cloak for her. He placed it on her shoulders and turned her around. He fastened the gold snake clasp in the front. Draco's eyes were intense as he looked down into Holly's.

Holly reached up a hand to ghost over his jawline, and he leaned into her touch. He looked so tired.

At least she had been allowed to rest for a few hours, but he had been up all night.

So softly it was barely a whisper, she muttered a glamor charm that would hide the dark circles under his eyes from the world. One side of his lips tugged up in a lazy smile as he wrapped his arms around her, and placed a kiss on her forehead.

He led her to the Hogwarts Express, where they fell asleep under the watchful eyes of Marcus, Crabbe, and Goyle.

When they returned to the manor, Holly set down her things in her room, and made her way

straight to Draco's bedroom. He sat on the edge of his bed, staring at the floor blankly. His eyes raised to hers when she entered. Holly felt now familiar butterflies take flight in her stomach at his heated gaze.

She tugged at the fingers of her gloves, as she crossed the room. She pulled them off, and threw them on the bed behind Draco as she stepped between his legs. She removed the glamor charm, and traced a gentle finger over the dark shadows under his eyes.

"You need to sleep, Draco."

Draco raised his hands to grip her waist, and leaned his head against her.

"I need you. Everything else is secondary."

Holly ran his fingers through his hair, enjoying how he closed his eyes and tilted his head into her combing fingers.

"Are you okay?" She asked softly.

Draco peeked an eye open, and shut them back again.

"I will be if you keep playing with my hair like that. It feels amazing."

Holly climbed onto the bed behind him, kicking her heels onto the floor as she went. Draco laid down with his head in Holly's lap, so she could continue to play with his hair.

"I'm proud of you."

"I killed someone Holly."

"Do you regret it?"

"No. I'd do it again. I meant it when I said I would do anything for you."

She moved her hands down from his hair, to rub at his tense shoulders.

"You're a good man, Draco. You've saved countless students from torture.You protected your

soulmate. You did what Malfoy men have done for centuries for those they love."

Draco opened his eyes to look at her. She had no judgment for him, just as he had none for her when she killed Dumbledore. They were who they were. Holly moved beside him, and began to unbutton his shirt. She pressed gentle kisses to his skin, until she reached his hips.

"I want to show you how much I appreciate you."

"Hols, you don't have to."

She paused, looking up at his intense gray eyes. She began to undo the buckle of his belt, and slid it free of it's loops. She tossed it on the floor as she was reminded of the day last summer when he had returned from St. Mungo's.

"What if I want to?"

The tension in the air melted as Draco nodded, "Alright then."

He laid back and watched her as she moved. She took him into her mouth, sucking and licking him in turn. His eyes rolled back in his head as she began to move her mouth up and down.