We Belong Together || Draco Malfoy X Reader

47| Self Control

Y/N POV

Draco had been helping me sorting some newly arrived documents from the ministry. Some people from the ministry also visited a few days ago to announce my parents' last will. They handed me a piece of a letter written by my mom on the day she was murdered. I was too afraid to open it, knowing that I would definitely break down in tears again and that would just hurt Draco. At least I wanted to make him happy before I left.

Today was the funeral. Draco stayed with me the whole time. A lot of people came, a lot of new faces that I had never seen before suddenly showed up one by one. Almost everyone said the same thing to me, "I'm sorry for your loss, I hope everything is going to be all right soon."

What a crap.

How the hell would things be all right when my parents were really gone? People who told me that surely didn't know how it felt when they lost their beloved people in a sudden tragedy without any clear context.

Ron was right, his parents were coming here and luckily they didn't say the same thing like anybody else to me. Draco's mom hugged me as soon as she saw me looking all sad. Well, not that sad, I tried to act tough today to the point that not even a drop of tears could escape my eyes.

"We can extend your leave if you want," she suggested.

"Thank you, Mrs Malfoy, but I'm leaving tomorrow," I rejected politely.

•••

Jayden, my other cousin who was also Aria's brother, almost hit me after the funeral was over. We were already back at my manor when his mom and sister decided to tell him about what I said to them on the first day of Draco's stay. Draco took the hit for me instead but Jayden didn't stop there and that made the situation even worse. Draco had anything but patience, he fought back causing Jayden to stumble backwards.

"Don't even try to lay your nasty fingers on my girl or me," Draco snapped, pointing his wand at Jayden who was whining in pain after getting several punches from my daring boyfriend.

"When will these vile people leave the manor Y/N?" He asked full of anger.

"Today."

"Good," he sneered, grabbing my left hand to follow him. For a moment I almost forgot that the same left hand was the hand which had been carved by Umbridge's quill. It didn't hurt that bad now as it was finally healing during the weeks.

Holding a funeral was tiring. Thank Lord, I had Draco to help around without even asking him to do anything. He did everything of his own will. I was starting to get sceptical about my decision after what happened downstairs in the lobby earlier. He was being the perfect boyfriend which made me feel more guilty for what I was going to do. However, after a lot of thinking, I decided to stick with my original plan. I only had to make him happy with me for now.

"Ah! I wanna cut his hand off," he groaned, throwing himself on the bed before ruffling his pretty platinum-blond hair.

"You're being extra," I mumbled while fixing his hair.

"He tried to hurt you Y/N."

"But he didn't right?" I smiled faintly.

I looked straight into his mesmerising silver-grey eyes. Should I obliviate him for the better? But I wanted him to remember me. I felt sorry for him but that wouldn't change anything. The more I thought about this, more doubts were formed inside of me. He just had to be happy while I was here with him and that was it. Everything would come back to normal for him.

I leaned in for a kiss of a sudden. He was probably confused about everything right now, but he kissed back anyway. Would this make him happy enough?

Draco POV

Y/N had been acting off since I arrived at her manor. She was being out of her character. Was this the side effect of having her parents dead? I wasn't complaining though, sometimes I liked her being a little aggressive.

"You're being bold," I smirked when she pulled away.

"Kiss me Draco," she ordered. Now, this just got weirder. But who cared? If she said so then be it.

I pinned her to the bed, allowing me to have full control of her. I started giving her light kisses from her collarbone up to her jaw. She closed her eyes, enjoying each time my lips touched her silk-soft skin. She ran her fingers through my hair as my lips smashed onto her. I didn't even have to ask for permission to enter my tongue into her mouth anymore. It was better than the one we had in our bedroom. This was way sensual and a little more intimate.

I broke the kiss to trail more light kisses around the crook of her neck. She liked it when I did that to her. And of course, I wouldn't miss the chance to left some love bites here and there to leave some traces of me on her. I was trying so hard to hold myself in this heat when she suddenly let out a low moan, calling my name.

Fuck.

I felt like I wouldn't be able to hold myself anymore. I meant, how could I when she called me in such a seducing voice. I had two choices at the time, to stop or go on. We both absolutely wanted this to happen so bad yet a faint voice told me that this was far too early for that. Y/N never liked to rush things if it wasn't urgent. Was it an urgent matter?

"No...," I whispered.

"Why would you stop?" She asked with a look that I had never seen before. She desperately wanted that to happen. I shook off my head to clear all the dirty thoughts I was having just by staring at her face.

"You're not ready Y/N. We aren't doing it now," I sighed in force.

It wasn't her, it was me or maybe it was the both of us. I wasn't ready to let the beast inside of me took over even though I was dying to hear her moaning my name again. And she was clearly not ready for something like this. Definitely not now when we just came back from her parents' funeral.

"Dra–"

"Let me just kiss you one more time and we're going to just sleep right after," I said before snogging her for the last time. I pulled away sooner than I wanted because kissing her just making me want to do it even more. Damn, what was I thinking when I said I wouldn't mind waiting for another year to do it with her.

We locked our eyes for a moment. Silence embraced the atmosphere and dirty thoughts filled my head right away. It wouldn't hurt to kiss her once again right? Should I do it? At least I had to get one last kiss to make up for what we couldn't do.

"May I? Just one more."

She chuckled before nodding and we had the sweetest kiss ever that time. It lasted longer than the previous one. If only we could do this all day without my perverted thoughts intervening in my mind each time our tongue met each other.

"I think I'm going to take a shower," she blurted causing me to come back to my sense.

"Yeah, that would be good," I replied, trying my best not to stutter. This girl really unlocked everything I had never expected to have in me.

"Are you happy just by this?" She asked out of the blue.

"I'm always happy with you Y/N."

"You know, it's not that I don't want to do it with you. Trust me I'd kill to be able to make love to you, Y/N. But this isn't the right time, you aren't ready. You don't want this right now. Moreover, we just got back from your parents' funeral," I explained slowly so she wouldn't get the wrong idea.

"Okay then," she replied with no significant expression and went to the bathroom shortly.

Just one more second of staring at her eyes and I would completely lose control anytime. What a tough day to be a male.