Cravings ; Draco Malfoy

Chapter 1

Colettes POV-

Tonight is the night of the monthly secret quidditch game. These games have been going on for decades now, even my dad did it when he went to Hogwarts. It's basically a tradition. The point of these games is too sneak out and play (or watch) quidditch at night without being caught. Even though all the teachers know about the games since they attended them too as students.

This month Slytherin and Gryffindor have been scheduled to play against each other. With no refs or punishments, Im sure the Slytherins have made up a plan to hurt the famous Potter.

"Colette!" My heart skipped a beat.

"Get your ass down here or I, Pansy Parkinson will hex all your clothes pink!"

Merlin. If it wasn't Pansy threatening me, I would make a comment like "five more minutes" or something. But I know Pansy would actually hex my clothes pink, and pink is fucking ugly on me.

I give my hair one more brush through, feeling my straight hair rest neatly on the back of my shoulders. Putting the silver hair brush down, I look at myself through the bathroom mirror. I have on blush, mascara and eyeliner that captures my eyes, other than that it's a simple look. Exactly what Im going for. I lean over the black vanity that separates the mirror and me. It sends a shiver down my legs when my thighs come in contact with it, feeling the coldness of the granite.

I smile into the mirror, seeing the reflection of my white teeth. I move my head around, still looking into the mirror to make sure there's nothing in my teeth. Nope, perfect. I step back a couple steps from the mirror, which now reflects my whole body. Im wearing a simple outfit. Black tights and a pattered green and black skirt. Tucked into it, is a white dress shirt with an undone collar. Over that is a black sweater.

I quickly take a few seconds to mess around with my outfit until it sits perfectly on my body.

"Colette!"

"I'm coming!"

I shut off the lights in my bathroom and grab my wand on my bed. Changing to a quicker pace, I lock my door behind me and set for the common room.

Blaise and Pansy are already there, sitting on the main couch. They look like they're making bets as Pansy shakes Blaise's hand. It's like a tradition for them to make bets before quidditch games. Even though half the time they don't know or care about what's happening during them.

"Perfect timing. Our bets have been made, and now I don't have to sit through another one of Pansy's hook up talks." Blaise and I broke into a sync laugh. Pansy will go on and on about her recent shags even if you didn't ask or care. I turn to look at Pansy who is rolling her eyes and giving us that 'I know where you sleep' look.

"Fine. I get it you guys don't want to hear about my sex life because you don't want to face the fact that you guys aren't getting any."

"Please Pansy, I have an amazing sex life." I lie

"Your fucking Graham... and he hasn't made you finish once."

I go quiet. She's not wrong.

Blaise's laugh fills the room.

"Shut it Blaise, at least she doesn't have an actually medical sex-related problem like you." Pansy shouts.

"Pansy! You weren't supposed to tell anyone!"

"Oops, It just like came out of my mouth." Pansy says with the biggest 'I don't give a fuck' face.

I can't hold back my laughter from the secret I just heard. Blaise with a medical sex problem.