Daydreaming in her seat. The bristles had gone over her scalp, again and again. There was no possible way her hair was tangled with how many times she brushed through it. It was twenty minutes since Lilianne had been sitting on her vanity, gently combing her brown hair or touching up her flushed face. Ever since the night before, the second she stepped in her dorm, she let her mind unfocus and simply enjoy the bubbling feeling that arose in her.
Her movements were calm and delicate, hushed to not awake her roommates. Sleep fast to find for the girl, still tired from her activities by the lake. Even if she had made up her mind about it, even if it had happened hours ago, it was still shocking, exhilarating.
It was also shocking for her partner in crime. Draco Malfoy walked to his dorm with an uncharacteristic inner smile about him. Of course, he could not afford to walk around looking like a fool, so it was well hidden. But he was certainly surprised by the brunette girl, pleasantly so if he may.
The whole room was quiet when he entered. Her roommates fast asleep early for a change, must be the exams next morning. He quickly slipped in the shower as his mind inevitably went back to the gorgeous girl he had on top of him less than an hour ago. Safe to say he had to take care of himself after that.
But it was morning now and he had an exam in less than three hours, so he had to restrain himself from going to her or doing something reckless. At seven, he sat in a quiet Great Hall, students had the decency of letting everyone study in peace and not make ruckus.
He had written the key points to keep in mind on a small piece of parchment he was reading over and over on the Slytherin table. The blond took short sips from his cup for a while until he felt a presence sit next to him. More people had arrived by then.
He smugly smiled as he looked to his right, frowning slightly but instantly when it was brown eyes instead of blue looking back at him. "Good morning" The girl said. "What the fuck are you doing here?" She ignored his tone, she always did. With pretend dignity, Tracey went to fill her plate as Draco caught hold of her wrist.
"I said. What the fuck are you doing here Davis?" He repeated, more slowly now. He did not need this right now. "I'm simply having breakfast" The girl coyly answered. Draco let go of her wrist as he noticed eyes upon him a few seats down. They can't mind their own fucking business now, can they? Hogwarts students, being the nosy idiots they were, would make up something from that.
"Get up." He whispered sternly, "Don't act smarter than you are, Davis". She smiled, "Malfoy I just want some breakfast" she said, inching closer to him. He rolled his eyes, turning back to his paper until he felt her hand graze his pants, "Maybe you want to help me with that" she said, "I truly am full every time I am with you".
For a second, he wondered how that ever worked on him before, I mean, seriously. She seemed to be thirsting, but just too much. It was not attractive, it was boring, perhaps even comical. And honestly a bit embarrassing. For her and himself. Either way, he had no intention of having a fuss go around this. Actually now, I'd be prejudicial for him if that were to happen.
He took a deep breath, the bloody idiot did not awake half a shiver on him. "You have excactly three seconds to step away from me, go fuck yourself if you're so desperate" Her expression faltered only for a second before her smile came back. Tracey Davis remembered he had scolded her several times before for going to him so openly, 'I don't want scandal' he used to say. Maybe it was that, she thought, "Very well I will, I'll leave the door open" she whispered, feeling bold enough to kiss his cheek before standing.
Don't move, don't move. He was on the verge of standing to scream at her. He understood her family was not that high up, but even a fool would know this was not the way someone of his lineage should be known. At least his last name means power, control, ages of purity and political standing. He can have his fun and all that, everyone does, but when the time comes to settle down that fuckboy fame better not follow him. He had a family name to hold up, in his circles, reputation was everything.
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ALLURING || D.M.
Fiksi PenggemarWith the recent escape of someone's father, things start to change. Dark times approach and people are bound to take action. There are expectations to fill and last names to uphold, there are also teenagers who are forced to grow, face their terrors...
