A/N: Ok so this is part two! This is where Callie reverts a bit to her old self, but I promise she comes out of it in the coming chapters. It's really short now, but it was too long with the serious stuff in part one, so for now it's a nice little nibble for you while you wait for all the juicy drama at Christmastime!!! Please enjoy!!!
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Callista went up to the girls’ side and threw down her books. Hermione was reading and deep in thought. Callista showered and began rummaging through her trunk. She put on a soft pink nightgown. It was tight in all the right places and left just enough to the imagination. She even dug out her lacy black boy short panties. She carefully applied black eyeliner to make her chocolate eyes pop. She swiped on mascara and pink lip gloss. She bent at the waist and shook her hair out; she straightened up and tossed it back. She checked herself out in the mirror. I look hotter than usual! She thought conceitedly.
She pulled her bathrobe on, and went down to the common room. It was 11:40 and she was hoping everyone had gone to bed. Fred was sitting on the couch staring at the fire, when she came down. She turned to leave and smashed her toe into the wall.
“Shit!” She exclaimed. Fred turned to look at her. They locked eyes.
“Hey. What are you doing up?” He asked.
“Couldn’t sleep.” She said. She knew she had to get out of there before he got a good look at her. She had on makeup and clearly hadn’t been trying to sleep.
“Come here.” He said. The way he said it had her on puppet strings. She walked over slowly and sat next to him. He nonchalantly pulled at her robe string. She knew that she should have stopped him, but she couldn’t. He tugged the robe open, and his jaw dropped.
“God, you look amazing.”
“I’m just getting ready for bed.” She said suddenly shy.
“Well you should get ready for bed more often.” He said as he pulled her in for a kiss. Her body felt like it was on fire. Damn! Keep it together Callie! Don’t give in…Ohmigod that feels good. Her body was betraying her as it had done with Draco so many times before. He pulled her onto his lap so that she was straddling him. Callie what are you doing? You have to meet Draco in like 10 minutes. Get off of Fred’s lap! Oh…oh…if that’s his wand he can put a spell on me any day. CALLIE! MOVE! But she couldn’t. Fred’s hands were sliding up her thighs until they were on her hips. Things were getting pretty hot and heavy, and then the clock struck midnight.
“Fred, stop…stop!!!” She said pulling herself off of him. He was sitting there looking up at her like she’d stolen his broom.
“I don’t suppose that anyone’s ever told you that you’re a tease.” He said trying to adjust himself so that certain things weren’t so obvious. Callista immediately recalled her first “date” with Draco. After making out with him for 45 minutes and dropping him like a hot potato when he went for second base, Draco had said that she was an insufferable tease. She smiled and looked away biting her bottom lip, which only turned him on more.
“I’m not trying to be a tease.” She said, “I don’t even know what that means, and aren’t you supposed to be not talking to me or something?”
“Well, you’re hard to stay mad at, and even harder to ignore.” He said looking her up and down. She looked down too realizing that one of the straps of her gown had fallen and one side of the hem hadn’t fallen when she’d stood up so her panties were still showing. She snatched her robe off of the couch and tied it on tightly. Fred laughed a little as he rose from the couch.
“Well, I’m going to go to bed now, at least when I finally get to sleep I can have sweet dreams.” He said kissing her on the cheek as he left the common room. Callista watched him leave and felt her resolve to see Draco slipping. But now she was really turned on, and a little pissed off mostly at herself, so she needed to blow off some steam.
She left the common room and practically sprinted to the third floor. It was ten after midnight when she got to the third floor. Draco looked anxious rather than ticked that she was late. He pushed open the door he was standing in front of and Callista was surprised to see the room covered in green pillows with silver curtains hanging from the ceiling. Recurring theme, much? Draco came up behind her and put his arms around her waist and undid her robe string. Then he pulled it down from her shoulders. He took off his own robe and he pulled her to his chest. He kissed her neck and bit her gently. He felt her arch her back slightly, and continued his slow torture.
He used his left arm to hold her in place, and used his right hand to caress every inch of her body that he could reach. She sighed and tried to turn around, but he was stronger. He ran his hand down her side and tucked his thumb into the top of her underwear, and did absolutely nothing. Callista summoned all her strength and turned around and kissed him as hard as she could as she pushed him to the ground. He forced her onto her back, but kept them locked in the kiss.
“Draco.” She whispered softly as they came up for air. He knew what she wanted, and didn’t hesitate to give her just that. Thirty minutes later they broke apart. They lay next to each other breathing heavily, covered in sweat and in Draco’s case scratches. Callista expected the guilt to hit, but instead Draco kissed her again, and sent another tremor through her body.
“I’m so glad you met me tonight. I needed you so bad last night, I couldn’t sleep, and I sat in the common room all night.” Draco simply trailed off. Callista sat up and moved away from him.
“With Lindsay?” She asked. He hesitated, and then she relaxed, and said, “I don’t care. I was having some common room fun of my own earlier, so it doesn’t matter.”
“With Weasley? God, Lissie, what is your problem?” He said.
“Calm down it’s not like we went all the way, and when I wasn’t around you were fooling around with Lindsay, as I expected you would. Draco, you haven’t changed at all.” She said turning away from him.
“Callie, I love you and only you. Does it really matter who I mess around with?” Draco said putting his hand on her shoulder. She looked over her shoulder and said,
“No, Draco, it doesn’t matter that the first guy I’ve ever loved is messing around with other girls. And please don’t let it bother you that I can’t keep my hands off of Fred.” She stood up and started pulling her clothes on.
“Ugh, don’t tell me that you actually like Weasley. At least Lindsay’s just some girl to me.” He said as he pulled his own clothes on.
“Well Fred is a person to me, a human being, who I happen to care about a lot. You can’t blame me for moving on, Draco. I’m not your girlfriend anymore.” She said as she tied her robe on for the third time that night.
“You could be.” Draco said taking her face in his hands. She sighed and pulled away from him.
“This is just too much. I just can’t figure out how I feel about him and I can’t help how I feel about you.” Draco looked at her for a long time and said,
“Then I’ll give you some time. And things will go back to the way they were.” Callista felt her heart cracking a little. She’d never seen Draco look so defeated. She kissed him softly and left the room. Callista was warm in her bed and half asleep when across the castle Draco finally understood how Callista had felt all those months ago. He was in love and he couldn’t have picked a worse time to fall.
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A/N: I hope that wasn't too 'trashy romance novel' for you. I really hope that you all are enjoying the story. Seeing all the reads makes my heart swell! Shout out to psychoticphemale!!! Thank you for your glowing reviews!!! I love reviews so make me smile and leave me some, k?
Big Love,
~*allie*~
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