Beautifully Damned (A Draco Malfoy Fanfic)

Chapter 28 - A decision

I hurry through the corridors making my way back to Gryffindor tower. Where I should have been this whole time celebrating with my boyfriend, not kissing someone else. 

There I was just moments ago, with my hands all over Draco, kissing every inch of his strong jaw line, tracing his chest with my lips, pressing my body against his… I know it was a spell, but the guilt consumes me. 

What makes things worse is I can’t stop thinking about the way I felt about him, how much I wanted him, how strongly I lusted for him and how much I enjoyed kissing him. 

Harry never makes me feel that way. That didn’t bother me before, but now I realise how much I want to feel like that with someone. 

I don’t want to just be ‘happy’ in a relationship. I want to feel passion and desire to the point of infatuation and obsession. Someone that makes me feel completely out of my mind insane with love. 

I don’t feel that with Harry, I never will. 

I know what I have to do, but it will have to wait. I don’t want to spoil Harry’s quidditch victory so for tonight I will just have to pretend and play the part of Harry’s girlfriend. I’ll speak to him tomorrow. 

I walk through the entrance and see Harry surrounded by people as he recounts his thoughts on the game. Looks as though he wouldn’t even of realised I was gone. That’s a good thing I suppose. 

“Jesinta,” Hermione comes from beside me. “Where have you been?” 

“I’ll tell you later.” I say hoping she’ll forget to ask again. 

“Alright, well I’m going upstairs to study.” 

“You’re not going to celebrate with everyone?”  I ask. 

“No, too much drama down here for me. Ginny and Dean keep fighting, looks like they might break up this time.” 

“Oh, I hope she’s ok.”  I say looking over to see them in a heated discussion. 

Hermione leaves up the staircase to the dorms and I make my way over to Harry and Ron. 

Ron who is sitting next to Harry stands when he see’s me so I can sit down. 

“Thanks Ron.” I say as he perches himself on the arm of the couch. 

Harry gives me a quick smile and a peck on the cheek before he continues talking  about quidditch. For the rest of the afternoon I sit by Harry pretending to listen and making the appropriate reactions depending on how everyone else was responding. 

I notice the common room population starts to thin out as students leave for dinner. 

I turn to Harry interrupting him. “I’m going to go to dinner.” 

“Ok, Il see you there.” He says, “I won’t be too much longer.” 

“Alright.” I say, quite happy to get away for a while. 

I sit with Neville and Hermione, there was quite an absence of Gryffindors who obviously couldn’t tear themselves away from the riveting tales of a game they had just watched and already knew everything about. 

Ron and a few other students join us after about 10 minutes, but Harry was still MIA. 

I don’t bother to make much conversation at the table, I have too much on my mind. 

“Jesinta, you coming back to the common room?” Ron says and I notice everyone around me standing ready to go. 

“Oh I’ll meet you back there.” I say wanting to spend some time alone. 

I walk around the castle aimlessly, just to enjoy the peace and quiet.

I round the corner on the 9th floor and am shocked by what I see. 

Harry is kissing Ginny.