My first ever Dramione fic! :)
SMUT, ANGST and some areas of FLUFF!
So excited!
Please don't mind any errors. :)
I absolutely love this pairing! It would have made the perfect ending.
I REALLY hope everyone enjoys reading it because I had an absolute BLAST writing it!
I would love everyone's feedback! :)
Disclaimer: These beautiful characters belong to the talented J.K. Rowling. I have used the characters to feed my fantasies! :)
Malfoy Manor
It felt like a dream.
A soft knocking. Was he dreaming?
Was it a fantasy he suppressed, or the cheap wine from the night before coming back to haunt him?
The thick green curtains were drawn, the room completely dark.
Again, the bloody annoying sound! This time more prominent.
He willed himself awake, his eyes adjusting to the darkness.
Someone was at the door. He rubbed his eyes and thought, who would fucking dare wake him up at this ungodly hour?
The knocking was persistent and getting on his last freaking nerve.
"Fuck," he cursed and groaned into the soft pillow. He grudgingly raised himself and sat on the edge of his bed.
Running his long fingers through his platinum blonde looks, he glanced lazily at the woman sleeping next to him.
He could make out her shape; the silk sheets hugged her body.
She was completely naked underneath.
A smirk curved his lips. He thought in amusement, she was older, but he was better.
For half the night, she had cried out his name in pleasure, digging her long fingernails into his back and dragging them painfully across his muscles.
The woman had talons worse than his fucking owl.
The constant knocking continued, "Fuck," he uttered a silent curse and grabbed his black robe.
He opened the door to find his house-elf standing outside rather nervously, cowering in his presence.
He narrowed his eyes and glared at the small, terrified figure, "You better have a bloody good reason for waking me up."
The elf whimpered and quickly presented the silver tray to appease her Master.
Curiosity got the better of him, and his eyes ran over the rich Hogwarts Crest.
He snatched the letter abruptly from the House elf and shut the door.
The woman had woken up. He threw her a bored look and stared at the letter in his hand.
They had met at a party and ended up in bed. It was nothing out of the ordinary.
It hadn't taken him long to smooth talk her into sleeping with him. She was more than compliant. Despite his colourful past, he was still a Malfoy, after all.
The woman was beautiful, no doubt there. He had a type, but she was just a mere distraction for the lack of better things to do.
With a gentle flick of his wrist, the room filled with light.
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Fanfiction**MATURE CONTENT** (Smut alert!) She felt herself lean back into him and he didn't move. "You've been avoiding me, Granger, I've missed you," he told her, his voice barely audible. She swallowed as his hand went around her waist and he brushed his...
