Bad Naughty Slytherin Boy|| Draco Malfoy {COMPLETED}

Prisoner of Azkaban-7

"You should write a book, translating mad things girls do so boys can understand them"

Ron Weasley

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Eunice Villena Willow Pov:

First Hogsmeade Trip ended a few days ago, yet the memory is still fresh in my mind. Classes just finished and I had a load of homeworks so I decided to make a stop in the library to burrow some books I'll be needing for my homeworks.

When I stepped inside, there weren't many students which is not something out of the ordinary. Not many students usually come to the library for information about their homework because of the strict protector of the books, Madam Pince.

In the Library, there's hundreds of shelves and rows with tens of thousands of books. In the center is a huge beaming chandelier with a long wooden table filled with chairs.

I immediately went to the Transfiguration section of the library when I turned to the shelf my body collided with the hard wall. I bumped so hard with the wall that I almost stumble back, gladly I held on to the shelf keeping my posture. I look up expecting to see the wall but instead my eyes met with his striking grey eyes.

"Draco?" I mouthed. He gave me a half smirked and I noticed he's holding a black leather book.

"Thought I bumped into a wall" I mumbled, his half smirk became full .

"Yeah I've been working out" Draco boasted.

I scoffed at him then rolled her eyes "Yeah as if, scrawny boy"

I faced the book shelf then started to search a particular book, my hand lingering on the binding of the books as I scan. Suddenly I felt Draco behind me,  his body pressing my back against the book shelf.

"Did you just call me scrawny?" I gulped by his low voice. Merlin's beard this is too close, I can literally feel his  torso on my back.

I turned around and my breath hitched, his face inches away from mine, his hands are placed on the book shelf pinning me. I looked down on the ground, my eyelashes served as a shield against his intense gaze.

Then I heard him chuckle "What's the matter, Willow? Scared?" I gulped once again and tried to relax my hammering heart while still looking down on the ground.

"Why would I be scared of you scrawny boy?" I gather the courage then insulted him, probably not the best idea but I won't let him get his pleasure from thinking I'm afraid of this close proximity of our bodies and faces.

"I'm not scrawny" I heard him mumble under his breath,I tilted my head up and once again his eyes locked with mine.

"Prove it" Now it's my turn to smirk. He slowly released his hand from the book shelf then pulled his body away from mine. "You might be shock" he said.

I put on my best calm expression that made him think twice about his decisions. 

His eyes shifted around the library while I continue staring at him. "Can't do it?" I taunted him. He licks his lip then eyes me up and down.

"You're all talk, Malfoy" I whispered to him, I grab his robes then pulled him closer to my body. Then I slowly slid his ropes off of his body, dropping it down the floor.