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[Hey baes ;)]


[Just to clarify, Athena if full Syrian. She is not black, white, Asian—she is Syrian.Which ties to the means of being Arab. Although the model Ashley Moore is my faceclaim for her, and Ashley is mixed—Athena is my fictional character. I haven't readany Draco fics with arab representation which is why I'm making it known that she—is—not—white. Don't imagine her as a white actress please]


[Also, she is allowed to be insecure. She has hair on her legs, gets acne, and isawkward. She can be immature and that's because I'm trying to make her relatable.Just to let you guys know]


[Now to the important part —Mature Scenes]


[Thank you!]




The faint crackling of the fireplace filled the living room of the suite.


Draco had apparated them back to the hotel—and turned on the fire with a flick of his wrist.


Athena wasn't exactly sure how to use wandless magic as well as him yet, but she figured that hehad learned it during his years at Hogwarts. She held her hands into her lap, her back pressedagainst the bottom of the sofa—her toes curling into the flush carpet beneath her. Draco was sitting right beside her, his legs propped up as he rested his elbows on his knees, blue hues holding a flicker in them due to the reflection of the embers lit before them.


Her eyes flashed to his arm, and when she spotted a certain scar on his forearm—her eyessignificantly narrowed. She hadn't noticed it before. She focused on the mark, a faint skull having its mouth wide open as snakes slithered out of its opening. Her brows furrowed as her  fingers reached out to touch it, before his arm yanked away from her—her eyes snapping up to his.


They were cold and hollow.


"Don't ever touch it," he demanded, his tone sharp and fierce. Her eyes blinked quickly as hedropped his forearm into his lap—looking back over at the fire with a tightened jaw. "Just—don'ttouch it. You can touch anywhere but there. Consider it off limits, Athena."


She nodded—even though he couldn't see it. "I'm sorry. I didn't—know."


His eyes flickered as he stared ahead of him, body stiff. She shifted beside him before facing herfigure towards him, her hands resting in her lap as she tilted her head. "Would you like to talkabout it?"


"No."


She swallowed thickly. "Okay. Consider it forgotten."


The silence was heart wrenching. Her eyes flickered back down to his arm, but he had it covered as it faced down onto his leg. She noticed his gaze fall down onto the ground before him as his chest heavily rose and sunk, something going through his mind. Her teeth latched onto her bottom lip as her hand flew to his knee, rubbing it in comforting motions. "Today was nice. It sucks that all we have is tomorrow before we have to return to school. This was very well needed vacation."

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