Addicted ; Draco Malfoy

CHANGE

Author's Note:

HEYYY hope you guys had an amazing day! Sorry for updating at like 10pm pls. Been a bit mentally fucked recently LOL.

Also do you guys SEE that fine ass man up there. Literally rail me pls and thank u <3

ANYWAYS enough about me, THIS CHAPTER IS SO SPICY BYEEEEE. Hope you guys enjoy!!!

VIEWER DISCRETION IS HIGHLY FUCKING ADVISED (To my friends: sorrryyyyy... lol jk bitch)

Sofia Snape's POV

    Opening my door, I was greeted to Ophelia and Oliver seconds away from ripping each other's clothes off. But as soon as I walked in, Ophelia threw him off her, and tried acting like nothing was happening. Oliver scurried out to leave, smiling at me awkwardly before he left Ophelia and I alone.

    "Ophi, we have to get ready for this party. You don't have time to fuck Oliver first but you can always leave early." I smirked at her, but she seemed too embarrassed to look at me.

    "The real question is, if we're here, where are you going to sleep?" Wowww she was actually gonna kick me out for a dick appointment.

It's okay, I would do the same. 

"I'll figure something out." But honestly, I was nervous. I had this extra pressure of where I was going to sleep tonight. If everything goes wrong, there's always Mione or even Luna. We'd been getting closer these past few weeks and I have never been so comfortable with so many people at Beauxbatons. I truly loved it here. Everything was going perfect. My grades, my friendships-

Except Adrian, of course.

"You'll have all the guys drooling over you tonight. Trust me." Ophelia took off her clothes, leaving her in a bra and matching underwear, and began slipping into a dress it seemed like she had chosen beforehand.

I took off my skirt, and blouse and put on the dress I recently purchased from Hogsmeade over the weekend. It was a tight green dress, very short but long enough to cover my ass. It was a simple, silk dress. I always loved accessorizing my outfits, and leaving my actual clothing simple- I thought it was classy.

I put on a gold necklace, with a green emerald charm, held tightly by a silver snake. My father got it for me for my last birthday- it was truly beautiful.

For makeup, I decided to do a bit more of an extravagant look. I drew out longer wings with eyeliner, and used some light green eyeshadow to make my eyes pop. My eyelashes grew longer with each swipe of mascara, and I finished off my look with some pink blush.

I used a spell to quickly curl my hair, and stepped into my favorite pair of black heels. They were from a muggle brand, called Saint Laurent. It was gorgeous, for what Muggles were capable of, of course. The heel wasn't any ordinary heel, but it was made up of the gold letters of their brand.

"Sof. My. Goodness. You are definitely getting shagged tonight." I playfully nudged Ophelia, both of us laughing at the fact that we knew we looked amazing tonight. We knew we looked like the baddest bitches.

Before leaving our room, we could already hear the loud music blasting through the walls, and the noise of students laughing about.

We finally made it down the last step, and my eyes immediately locked with the same pair of silver eyes that accompanied me in detention the same day. He looked amazing. He was wearing his signature black suit, with a black dress shirt underneath and black shoes to finish the look. Black was definitely his color. His hair wasn't as messy as it was a few hours ago- it was neat, and slicked back with gel.