The Other Potter (OC x Draco Malfoy)

He forced me up against the corridor wall, one hand on my waist the other on my cheek. He pushed his body closer to mine, sending electricity across my skin wherever we touched. My green eyes met with his stony grey ones and our sights locked. He moved in, painfully slow, until he couldn't get any closer. I pushed my hands against his chest, "Draco, stop."

"What's wrong?" he whispered, twirling a finger in my long, red hair.

"We can't. What if my brother sees?"

Draco shook his head, still caught up in the moment, "They're all at dinner. Who cares?"

"You do, last I checked." I gently pushed him away, not truly wanting him to move, "We can't."

Draco nodded and sighed, "I know." He pulled away, leaving a lingering sensation of longing on my skin.

I released a breath and took an unsteady step away from the wall, "Sorry." I muttered.