Always. (A Draco Malfoy Story)

Truth.

Days went on and students were all having hushed conversations. I guess you don't need that much credibility at this school to start a rumor.

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"Does it hurt terribly Draco?" Pansy starts to caress Draco's arm which in relaxing in a sling.

"It comes and goes. I'm considered lucky. Madame Pomfrey said another minute and I could've lost my arm."

I roll my eyes, 'He got scratched because he provoked the hippogriff. Of course he's gonna get attacked!'

Suddenly, Blaise runs into the Hall and looks right at Draco then to me. I saw a grin stretch across his face before he started calmly walking down.

He passes me, chuckles and whispers "you're a genius", before he continues down the table. My eyes follow him down as he takes a seat next to Draco.

"You're in trouble, mate."

I continue to watch their conversation and Blaise catches my eyes staring at them, shaking his head in both disappointment and impressment.

"What? Is Dumbledore really gonna blame me for getting attacked by that chicken?"

"No, it's something else."

"Well, go on then."

I see Blaise's head disappear as he leans forward to whisper to Draco. His head comes back into frame as Draco turns to look at me, who was already staring at him with the biggest grin on my face. Draco's expression dropped as he looked right at me.

Half an hour goes by.
"I'm bored. I'm gonna walk around for a bit," I excuse myself from the table and leave the Great Hall.

I make it down the hallway outside of the Great Hall before I feel someone yank my arm and I find myself in an empty classroom.
A light flickers on and I see silver eyes inches away from my face.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"Well, I was minding my own business before I was rudely shoved into a classroom," I drop my bag onto the floor next to me.

Draco doesn't blink when he asks, "Why did you say I have a small dick?"

Immediately I snap back, "Why did you say we slept together?"

He chuckles, "I didn't say it, I just didn't deny it."

I try to mimic his sincerity, "I didn't say it was small, I just compared it to a certain finger," as I wiggle my pinky.

I saw the anger build in him.
"You're such a—"

"Bitch? Thanks, I know." I flip my hair off of my right shoulder.

He blocks me from the door with his one good arm.
I sigh deeply, and face him.

He's scowling at me, so my focus is to his eyes.
I could see my reflection in them, and I didn't realize how nice they look.

"You know Draco..." I lean against the wall behind me, "...You didn't have to lie."

His eyes went from cold to curious.

"If you really wanted to sleep with me," I tip toe up to his ear and in whisper very, very slowly and sultry, "All you had to do... was ask," tugging on his belt that kept his bottoms up.

My lips move from his ear, slightly grazed on his cheek before our mouths are just centimeters away from each other.
I suck in and bite down on my lower lip as I feel his hot breath against my lips.

I see his Adam's apple bobble up and down when he struggles to say, "r-really?"

Our lips are barely grazing against each other before I rock back onto my feet so that they're planted flatly on the ground.

"No, you fucking asshole."

I shove him away from me and his body flies until he trips back on a desk.

"Hey, I'm injured here! Trying not to break another bone!"

"That's a scratch, you nitwit."
I grab my stuff off of the floor and leave him in the empty classroom.