Cant sleep

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Mione's POV

I sneak back through the portrait a tear still on my face as well as a grin. I go over to my arm chair to get my textbooks gathered up when a figure rises from one of the couches. On instinct I whip out my wand. The figure laughed, and spoke. "Wow, you point the wand at me but not my boyfriend." I sighed and lowered my wand. "Oh it's just you, my gosh, be more careful." She groaned, "yeah, uh huh. I will, now what were you doing that was so important Draco came and got you and not me?" I mentally kicked myself, though I'm not sure why. "He had to talk to me about something, it wasn't something you'd be interested in." I shrugged her off heading to bed but she spun me around. "Whys your face red, your flustered, and you still have tears on your face. So sit your arse down and talk to me about what happened." I rolled my eyes but didn't move. Usually I would tell her everything, but Draco was different. The whole matter about the dreams, the sadness and grief over people who had died, and...his arms...I valued truth, but to tell Ginny, I felt like I was betraying him. "Ginny, honestly....he felt weird about asking you on a date. So he asked me to help him last minute." I winced inside my head, the lie was so quick, so far fetched I didn't even believe it, but Ginny relaxed all together. "Oh, okay, I'll act surprised then." I nodded, not meeting her gaze.
"Well I'm off to bed." Ginny stated before slipping up the stairs.

Ginny's POV

As soon as I was in the room my gate dropped and my fake smile disappeared. She was lying, even a blind man could see it plain as day. She was practically cursing herself the whole time she was talking. I started pacing but I heard footsteps so I quickly dove into bed as Mione walked in, changed, and got into bed, automatically snoring. I sighed sitting up again, pondering the ideas of what it could be. Could be be hiding a secret only she knows about? He might be planning something, but that's highly doubtful, maybe he has another...I couldn't make myself complete the thought. Draco would never be unfaithful. He would tell me if he wanted to move on. "Or you know, just stop talking to you for two months." Said that annoying doubting voice in my head. The voice had been popping up on random occasions. Making my smile slip every once in a while. My mind was sorting through every possibility until my head burned. I groaned and got out of bed, I couldn't sleep with all of this on my mind, so I went out the portrait hole, careful not to slam it, and rushed to the Slytherin common room where the portrait rolled his eyes and opened. "You can't just-" I protested but he intervened. "I can if I want to skip the terribly graphic make out sessions." I turned red and climbed through. No one was in the common room thankfully, so I just speedily walked to dracos door and lightly knocked on it. I heard him yawn and open it. His hair was disheveled and he was only in trousers that were barely staying up over his muscular hips. I gave a small smirk and he just raised his eyebrows. "Is this what you usually wear?" He snorted. "It is when it's 4:45 A. M. And someone randomly knocks on your dorm door." I shrugged and scooted past him, walking inside, sniffing the air. It smelt of richly made cologne, fresh clothes, textbooks, and...I started to laugh. "You still can't get rid of the sex smell?" He laughed and hugged my shoulders from behind. "Who says I wanted to?" He then kissed my neck softly and moved on past me. I snickered as his pants dropped down more, showing off his black underwear. "What?" He asked accusingly. I laughed and pulled the waistband of his pants up, tucking the edges into his briefs. I could tell he was smirking, so I hit his ass, hard. "Don't be naughty." I said teasingly as I watched him rum his bum playfully wincing. "I've always been one to break the rules, but if being naughty got me that big of an award,I'd be the king of all kings of the bad boys. I laughed, pulling his frame down and kissing him shortly but feverishly on the lips. He smirked, "why are you here?" He asked still close to me. I tried to look put out. "Maybe I just wanted to see my boyfriend." He smirked a little more subtle, but it was still apparent that he was proud to be that wanted. I sighed and leaned against his barrel chest. "Not really for anything, I just...saw Mione come in, you left with her..." He stiffened, ever so slightly. "I looked up at him. He was frowning with a hint of a grin. "You don't have to tell me anything of course, there was obviously a reason you got her up instead of me, but...if you're okay with telling me, I'd be happy to hear it." He faintly nodded. "What all did she say?" I slightly smiled. "She talked about how gorgeous you look, and how you sparkle in the sun." He sputtered and started laughing. I raised my eye brows. "Yes?" He sighed. "That was the first compliment I ever got from you. In that potion's detention, where you ripped Hermione Granger's paper, and she called you off for it by saying that." I laughed lightly as I recalled that glorious day, where I found out that Draco was indeed a good kisser. Draco laughed too before dropping his gaze. "Nothing happened between me and Mione if that's what your asking...?"
"What? No! Nothing like that...I just meant..." I tried to sound as hysterical as I could, but on the inside I gave a huge sigh of relief. "I was just having some trouble with a dream, and I didn't know what it meant, I knew Hermione had read a book over it, so I just confided with her." Draco said with a little bit of humor in his expression. "What? Did you think I laid Hermione down of the desk and pounded her while telling her about the different phases of dreams?" I busted out laughing. "Thanks for the vivid picture." He winked. "Welcome, love." I sighed. "That's all I really came for, plus the fact I can't go to sleep but..." Draco gave me a soft smile, one not often shown. "Sorry you can't sleep, stay with me at least though." He pouted his lip out and stared at me. I giggled and pushed his face away. "Oh, shove off." Draco laughed and kissed my nose before standing up to his full height and walking over to his closet. He pulled out an old shirt and threw it at me. It smelt like Draco, but instead of dwelling on that I laughed instead. "Why?! The high emperor Draco Malfoy! You have old tee shirts?!" I said with a load of sarcasm. He rolled his eyes, his mouth twitching to the side, he was trying not to smile. "Oh come on! Bloody crack a grin for me! Your being. So difficult!" He smirked towards me. "I'm not being difficult, I'll start laughing when you start being funny!" He stuck his tongue out and smirked his face off. I rolled my eyes and flipped him off before muttering. "Can you speak up?" He asked sarcastically. I looked at his directly in the eyes before smirking smugly. "Yeah sure, if I can't make you laugh, I'll settle for a moan, I can make you do that for hours at a time." His jaw dropped, before giving a cheeky grin. "I picked the right girl." He said smiling and I pulled my shirt over my head and threw it on the floor. Draco's breathing caught as he whistled. I flipped my hair and I slid into his shirt, his scent engulfing me. He raised his eyebrows. "Keep it, it looks brilliant on you." I blushed and walked over to the bed starting pull the covers down on the other side, that Draco never used. "What are you doing?" I looked up he looked confused. "Oh, sorry. I'll just say on the floor then." He choked. " wait what?! No, sleep with me, right next to me. Not on the whole opposite side of the bed, and defiantly not the ground." He seemed slightly upset which I found cute. He laid down first and then I followed. He pushed his hand up my shirt and undid my bra before pulling my bra out and throwing it in the floor. "Excuse you." I said sarcastically. "Oh...sorry..." Now it was my turn to nearly choke. "You still haven't gotten over not touching me?!" He shrugged, not the slightest kidding. "I don't want to invade your space, I didn't ask, I'm a douche but I'm not a pervert." I laughed gently and kissed his forehead. "You're a little perverted." He rolled his eyes and pulled me up against him hugging me and sighing to himself.

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