Potters Girl (Draco Malfoy x reader)

Year Six, Chapter Ten

"Draco?" The sound of his name breaks the blonde out of his thoughts.

"Yeah?" He asks.

"Can.. can I have a towel?" I ask awkwardly, his cum dripping down my chest.

"Yeah, sorry. You're just so... beautiful." He says before going and grabbing a towel. He tosses it at me and I catch it and start cleaning myself up as he sits down beside me.

As I'm wiping it up, he takes the rag from me and starts cleaning me up himself. The blonde gently swipes the thick liquid away and plants gentle kisses down my body as he does. Once he finishes, he tosses the rag and pulls me into him, holding me tight. Laying my head on his chest, the exhaustion hits me hard and I find myself drifting off to sleep. Draco is running his hand through my hair and finger combing the tangles formed from what we just did, sending tingles through my scalp.

*Dracos POV*
As Y/n falls asleep on my chest I cannot help but admire her. Before the event, the way she looked in my jersey, during it, the way she succumbed to my every will and whim, and now after, as she falls asleep, exhausted from the passion... Her face is peaceful. She brings peace... She is my peace.

My feelings for her are just growing and growing.

Yet so is my fear. I really have to... kill... him... I have to murder my own headmaster for Gods sake! The cabinet in the corner attracts my attention and the mark on my left arm starts itching.

I have no choice.

*READERS POV*

The next morning I stretch before realizing I'm in my bed. Draco must've carried me to the door of the common room and handed me to Mione or something. As I stand up I feel the soreness of my pelvic region and wince. Damn you, Draco.

I walk around my dorm a little to loosen up and try to hide the pain I'm feeling. Going down to breakfast I look outside the window to see Draco sitting under a willow tree before class. Bounding down, I embrace the blonde tightly and smile.

"Draco! Will you be my date to Slughorns party?"

"When is it?" He asks, flipping through his potions book.

"....In two days..."

"Of course I'll go, darling."

"Thank you!!" I say as I stand up, needing food to fuel me through the day.

"Hey, you feeling okay after yesterday?" He asks as he looks up at me, stopping me before I go. My face flushes pink with the thoughts of last night being brought up.

"Little sore but I'm alright."

"Im glad. Won't be as easy on you next time. Go eat something." He turns his attention back to his potions book leaving me speechless. As I walk away I glance back at him and see a small smirk on his face as he watches me from the corner of his eye. Damn him, that 'I don't care' attitude is so weirdly attractive, especially knowing he truly does care. I shake my head with a laugh and join my gryffindor friends for breakfast.

I almost forgot! It's the first quidditch game of the season! I forgot to wish Draco good luck. Damn it! Oh shit. Harry said I'm playing in the match today.

"Good luck today, boys!" I say, sitting down.

"So, Slughorn's having Christmas, do you know? I'm supposed to bring someone." Hermione says to distract Ron from today.

"I expect you'll be bringing McLaggen. He's in the Slug Club, isn't he?" Ron says in an annoyed tone.

"Actually, I was going to ask you." Hermione says matter of factlt.