Friends

"I'm giving you an out right now," he pants. Granger's fingers tighten in his hair, and confusion etches in her face. She tries to rock into his hips, and he has to forcefully stop her. "N-no," she stutters, panting like she's run a marathon. She tries to grind on Draco again, but his grip stops her, much to his irrit...

Remain Nameless

How did it feel? It felt like he was barely holding it together. She, of all people, should shun him. Or yell at him. Curse him. Spit at him. Take out her wand and blast him off the face of the earth. It was crushing guilt and relief and confusion all at once when he looked at Hermione Granger. The monotony of Draco's...