After a long round of giggling Sirius and lupin had fallen asleep on the sofa, tangled up in one another. Draco shot me a look at I instantly knew what he wanted, I jumped up and made my way to the bedroom.
Draco followed in after and gently closed the heavy, black, oak door, whose hinges' squeaked ever so slightly. I leaned on the edge of the bedstead, Draco walked over and leaned on it next to me. He rolled over and placed both hands on my back, one just below my neck and the other somewhere in the middle. His hands explored while he kissed me, tugging at my bottom lip.
Draco suddenly pushed me back so I fell onto the bed, I tried to conceal a rogue screech as my back hit the mattress. Draco then began to move my t shirt up my torso, I quickly sat up to allow him to take it off fully. He stared to fiddle with the button of my jeans, which along with my t shirt, was now in a screwed up ball on the floor.
Draco began to take off his own top and I moved my hands along the sides of his rib cage in assistance. He struggled slightly but eventually he revealed his bare chest, which illuminated under the soft moonlight, drifting in from the sash window.
He lunged forward and towered over me as he nestled his head into my neck and left kisses along my collar bones, a few caused me to shudder. His hair tracing across my jaw line tickled. He moved down my torso and looked up at me with a raised eyebrow before doing what I yearned for him to do.
I rubbed my eyes and looked around. I was under Draco, his arm around me as he slept soundly, I delicately traced up and down his arm with my fingertips. He sighed and I gave him a kiss, not wanting to wake him. My wishes were not answered as Draco moved his hand from my chest to my cheek and began to kiss me, just as he did before. This time however, it was more gentle, still as passionate, but slightly muted.
He moved his head back a little to look at me, he rubbed his thumb across my swollen lip,
"I love this" he whispered.
"This?" I asked in a same whisper.
"You" he replied in a breathy sort of tone that made it seem like the words he uttered held so much importance over him that he could barely seem to confront the feeling all at once.
Smiles crept over our faces'. Mine and then his as I moved above him to resume our previous activities.
After, Draco grabbed my t shirt from the floor to clean his chest, before passing it to me to clean mine,
"what if they see the signs" I whispered.
"They won't find any" he whispered back throwing the shirt back on to the floor. We slept once again.
Dawn, light came in through the window. Draco was still cradling me in his arms, I slowly untangled myself and stretched out my limbs. I pulled the sheet over me to cover my nakedness as I slipped on my pants before my journey to the bathroom.
"Where are you going" I hear just as I opened the door.
"Bathroom" I replied swiftly. I walked across the black floorboards to he toilet. The bath, sink and toilet were all of course black. The silver fittings suited them well. I approached the sink and picked up my toothbrush.
I looked at myself in the mirror, I had a sort of natural glow, my lips seemed to be more pigmented than usual and, as ever, my hair was sticking up abnormally.
I then walked over the bath and stepped in I turned on the shower and let the water run over my body. As I lathered myself I instantly thought of Draco and our showers together. I washed myself completely to hide any signs of mine and Draco's time together.
I stepped out and pulled a random towel from the rail, which was unsurprisingly black and wrapped it around my body after drying myself.
I tip toed back to my room, where Draco still slept, his platinum hair messed up from its normally perfect position.
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Potter: A Drarry Fan Fiction
FanfictionWhen Harry Potter discovers a distraught Draco Malfoy he sees a new side of his childhood enemy. He sees a boy who needs saving. "Potter: A Drarry Fan Fiction" introduces the famed Harry Potter and loathed Draco Malfoy to readers as they've never s...