𝔖𝔢𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔡 ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢 (18+ ℭ𝔬𝔪𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔱𝔢)

Delusional

     I checked my reflection for the hundredth time before heading to the castle's front door. Pansy bumped into my side as I stepped out of the main entryway. "Hello, Draco."

     "Hi, Pans." Why does she keep running into me, and where did she just slither out from under? My eyes traveled around the immediate area.

     "It must have been a lovely thought, you're all smiles."

     "It was." I glanced at my palm, where Harry's tear dried yesterday.

     "You've been neglecting me." She stuck out her bottom lip in a pout. "I thought maybe we could head out to Hogsmeade and get some Firewhisky."

     "I'm on my way to lunch, meeting up with Blaise."

     "No, Zabini's off with a few others in the library for some stupid book on curses." She didn't wait for me to respond; slipping her arm through mine, she led me downstairs and towards Hogsmeade. "Grandmama wants to know when you're going to be out to visit again. She believes that you're quite the catch and is looking forward to getting to know you better."

     "Your Grandmother has excellent taste," I stated with a chuckle. "I'll make it a point to see her during winter break."

     "She will be pleased to hear that, but she wanted to speak with you before then."

     "Concerning?"

     "We are graduating this year, and I'm sure she'll want to discuss wedding plans."

     "Really, who's getting hitched?"

     Pansy laughed and slapped my chest. "We are, of course."

     I chuckled dryly. "You're delusional."

     "Our families have an arrangement."

     "I know my parents expected me to marry someone from the sacred twenty-eight. I planned on doing that, but we are not engaged, nor will we be getting married."

     "But, Draco, I spent years making myself into the person I thought you'd want."

     I knew she was a little crazy, but this was insane. "Maybe that's the problem."

     "What do you mean?"

     "I want someone who isn't afraid to be themselves, even if it makes them look like an idiot. And you don't know who you are because you had some warped idea about us and lost yourself however long ago." I waved my arm in the air like I was swatting away mosquitoes.

     She scoffed. "You are exactly what I want. We're perfect for each other, Draco Malfoy. I don't know why you think that we shouldn't be together." She studied me intensely with her anger-darkened eyes. "Unless there is someone else."

    Harry's smile flashed in my mind, and my pulse skyrocketed. "Pansy, please, I don't have it in me to go through this with you again. If you find it too difficult to be friends, we don't need to be anything."

     "There is! Who is it?"

     Was I wearing a cologne named 'Desperate for Harry's Dick' or something? "I don't have time for that right now."

     "I'll find out soon enough."

     "What is it with you people not listening to me?"

     "You people?"

     "Diggory." Although he was able to get that omission out of me easier than I care to admit.

     "That loser should never have been allowed to come to Hogwarts."

     "Your just mad because I have sex with him."

     She grimaced. "Speaking of that, no more sleeping around. Your family name lost status in the wizarding world due to your Father's associations. So the last thing you need are more scandalous accusations flying about."

     My hand itched to grab my wand. I took a few deep breaths to clear the red from my vision. "Did you just treat me like one of your house-elves and command me about?"

     She squeezed my arm. "I know it's hard to behave with people throwing themselves at you all the time, but you have to do it for our future."

     I scanned up and down the path, making sure we were alone. The coast was clear. I grabbed her and yanked. Pansy slammed against my chest, and then my mouth crashed against hers. I made sure I kissed her as if she were the most satisfying candy in the world with each nibble and thrust of my tongue.

     Her greedy hands rubbed my body as if it was her personal toy—like everything else the Parkinson's owned. When reaching my flaccid cock, she froze.

     Pulling away from her nasty kiss, I said, "You can rub all you want, but it will never twitch in anticipation for you again."

     Her eyes widened, and she shook her head as she rubbed more. I remained uninterested on any and all levels possible. "But you're always horny, Draco. I don't understand."

     "I tried to be honest with you, but you don't believe me." I took both her hands off me and stepped back. "So, I had to show you that I'm no longer attracted to you." I pointed to my apparent lack of physical interest. "No baby Malfoy's running about, no future."

     Her face reddened. "Fine, you don't want to be with me right this second, but you will."

     "What!?" I clenched my fists so I wouldn't grab my wand and obliviate her.

     "You will stop sleeping with anyone, but me and that is final."

     My eyes snapped to hers. "Who I fuck is none of your concern."

     I moved out of her reach as she tried to slap me. "You are mine Draco Malfoy and will do as I tell you."

     My voice grew dark, "I hope you enjoyed that kiss because I will NEVER touch you again." I spit on the ground, trying to get the taste of her out of my mouth.

     She hopped back. "You'll regret this."

     "Not as much as you." Clenching my jaw, I turned on my heel. Her final words scratched at the back of my mind as I made my way to Hogsmeade and Harry.