Confidential Lover

Chapter 5

A/N: Quick note...we're just gonna pretend that Crabbe is still around :)

Malfoy walked as fast as he could without breaking into a run. He did it. He just ruined everything. The Slytherin common room couldn't have felt further away than it did right now, and Malfoy was starting to panic. Where was he? Nothing looked familiar anymore...

When at last his surroundings sent signals to his brain, he ran into the common room and looked frantically around to find the dark-haired bob he knew could only take his mind away for so long. Heart pounding, he walked over to Pansy, who was reading by herself (like usual), making sure he seemed as put together as he always did. 

"Pansy." he said sharply. She looked up at him, closing her book once she saw who it was. It was no secret that Pansy always had a crush on Malfoy (it was actually more of an obsession), so anytime she got the chance to be with him alone, she took it. 

"Mhm?" she hummed, the corners of her lips pulling up into an ugly smile. Malfoy grabbed her wrists and pulled her up from the floor, walking her backwards until her back hit the stone wall. They were very close, probably even closer than he and Harry had been just ten minutes ago. He felt her breath spread over his neck, wanting nothing more than for her to shut her mouth. But he had no control in anything right now, the state he's in too much for him to bear.

"I need to talk to you. Alone." Malfoy said, letting her go and walking towards the common room exit. He glanced behind his shoulder and saw Pansy gliding right behind him. Once she was outside the walls of the common room, he brought her a little way up the corridor and once again pushed her against the wall. 

"How's it going with Crabbe?" he asked in a hushed whisper.

Pansy's smile faltered. "Good, I guess. Why?"

"I need you to do something that will result in you two being separated in IRS. I can't do it with Potter anymore." he said. 

Pansy, now grinning devilishly, looked at him through her eyelashes. "What do you want me to do?"

"Anything. I'd rather have Crabbe stuck with Potter than me." he growled. Pansy giggled, and a second later Malfoy roughly kissed her, enjoying it the least, but happy to shut her up. She kissed him back with wet, open kisses, which disgusted Malfoy, but he didn't stop her. At least he won't until Potter's off his mind.

Pansy's hands traveled down Malfoy, clumsily undoing his belt. Malfoy, obviously not in his right state of mind, didn't stop her, but encouraged her instead by stepping away from the wall to give her more room.

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Harry walked lazily down to the dungeons, determined to slap Malfoy. Who was he to just kiss Harry like that? As he got closer to the end of the corridor, he picked up his pace, figuring that if he hadn't seen Malfoy by now he was probably already in the common room.

Harry turned the corner, immediately regretting it when he did. His heart stopped as he saw Malfoy and Pansy in the corridor, you can probably guess doing what, and he turned swiftly on his heels and ran back to the Gryffindor tower. 

"Flobberworm soup." he said to the Fat Lady, and stood back as the portrait flew open. Ron and Hermione were sitting at a table talking quietly to each other, as the common room was full of other students talking and studying. He walked over to them and sat down.

"Guess what I just ran into?" he said, out of breath.

"What?" Ron asked.