Mrs. Potter || D.M

Prologue

~Amelia~

"What the hell?!"

  I was is a bed -a bed I hoped was owned by the git next to me- completely fucking naked, next to an equally naked Malfoy.

  This wouldn't be all that bad if I wasn't, I dunno, engaged.

  Malfoy seemed to still be asleep, so I slowly crawled out of the bed and grabbed my clothes. Then, his eyes shot open in an oddly fast motion, considering the early hour, and I ducked down. In my hurry to hide from the snake, I hit my head off the floor. "Oh, shi-"

  A shadow loomed over me. "Draco Middle Name Malfoy, get your currently-engaged eyeballs off my bare back before I hex you," I snapped.

  I gave him a glare over my shoulder and he smirked. "You look hot when you're pissed,"

  "And you look the tiniest bit more attractive when you're single, but that doesn't change much," I snapped.

A door closed and he became even pastier than usual. Seriously, does he ever go outside?

"Astoria's here," he said, jumping off the bed. I squeezed my eyes shut, in fear of seeing his, "Little Malfoy,"

God, I'm glad I don't remember anything from last night.

He pulled me up by the arm and guided me into his closet. He closed the door, and I hissed, "My bra!"

He quickly threw it in with me, before the door to his bedroom opened. I shrunk into the wall and he closed the door at a normal pace. "Hey, Love,"

I leaned my head against the wall, and felt guilty, ashamed, and confused. Why would I decide to sleep with Draco Malfoy of all people? I mean, he most likely has a shrimp dick. Not to mention that he's my fiancé's Hogwarts Enemy, of course, besides Volewart himself.

  I felt so guilty at the same time. I cheated on Harry, and I don't even remember why.