Chapter 1 : The Morning After
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It started off like any other day, I woke up, and had breakfast with my boyfriend, Ron Weasley, and our best friends, Hermione Granger and Harry Potter. Then I went to the library to get a bit of studying done, usually Hermione would go with me, but this time she didn't, she was acting a bit strange lately. So I went to the library alone. I stayed there for about two hours, then when I was done I decided to see what Ron was up to.
When I opened the door to his room, I saw him in bed…having sex, with a girl who was clearly not me. She's moaning his name over and over again, and with each moan from the girl, I die a little. I can't see her, but her voice sounds familiar, but I can't determine who it is. I leave the room without making a sound.
I cry in the bathroom for a while, I just couldn't believe Ron would do that to me. I thought he loved me, he said he did. Then I'm angry and I want to know how he could do that, so after I straighten myself out I set out to find that asshole.
I find Ron in the Entrance Hall, talking with Hermione, when he sees me coming he says "Hey, beautiful," like he wasn't just having sex with some other girl half an hour ago. I cut right to the chase "How the hell could you do this to me?!" He looks confused. "Aria, what are you talking about?" I give him a look of utmost digust. "Half an hour ago I saw you having sex with some other girl in your bed, and I want to know how the hell you could do that to me!" I yell.
Ron's eyes widen and Hermione gasps, putting a hand over her mouth. "Tell me!" I scream at Ron, "How could you do this to me, I want to know!" Hermione lets out a small sob, and I look at her, there's guilt in her eyes. I narrow my eyes at her, "Hermione…"
"Oh, Aria, I'm so sorry! We didn't want you to find out like this!" I stare at her, "We?" I ask quietly, and then it hits me, I knew that girl's voice sounded familiar.
"You slut!" I scream at her, "You've been sleeping with my boyfriend?! You're supposed to be my best friend!" "I am your best friend, Aria, I am!" She's crying now, but I don't give a damn "No, you're not! You're a disgusting slut!" I turn to Ron and say, "How long has this been going on?" "What?" he asks. "How long have you been cheating on me with my best friend?!"
He sighs and says "Six months" Ron and I had been together for about a year, so that meant that for half of our reationship he was cheating on me. Half of our relationship was a lie. "Look, Aria, I'm sorry-" Ron started, but I cut him off. "Shut up! I don't want to hear anymore of your lies!" He reached out for me, but I backed away. "Don't you dare touch me! Especially after you've touched that whore!" I gestured to Hermione who was crying even harder now. I couldn't stand to be around them anymore, so I left, not being able to believe that all in a few minutes, I had lost my boyfriend and my best friend.
But at the same time, I should have seen this coming. I always knew Hermione wanted Ron, in a way I took him from her. But I never thought she'd take him from me. Ron wasn't the only thing I'd taken from Hermione, I had also taken the title of best in our year, during our second year, when I first came to Hogwarts. Then this year, I took being one of the fifth year prefects from her. I suppose that was the final straw, so since she couldn't take those other things, she took Ron.
The day passes by in a blur, I cry all over the place. The only good thing is there were no lessons, so everyone couldn't see how much of a wreck I am. So, I was walking around with my head down, crying when I bumped into someone. I look up to see Draco Malfoy.
We hate eachother. In my opinion, he's the biggest git in the whole school. We've been mean to eachother since the day we met. He sneers and says "Watch it, Merona." What did I do? I hugged him. Why? Because he was the only thing that made sense at that moment. While everyone else had changed, he was still the same jerk he ususally was.
I could feel his shock. "Um, Aria, are you all right?" He asks, I'd never heard him say my first name before. "No!" I cry. "Well, what's wrong?" Even more shocking than him asking me that is me actually telling him everything that happened. By the end of the story, I'm bawling and I can barely get any words out. Draco actually looks concerned, like he actually cares.
"Why don't we go to my room, we can talk there," he says already guiding me there. I nod gasping for air. When we get to the entrance to Slytherin common room he says "Snakes Den" and a door swings open. He leads me up to his dormitory and closes the curtains around his bed. We talk, well more like he asks me questions and I nod or shake my head, since I'm still crying so hard I can't speak. I don't know how it happens, but suddenly Draco is very close to me, his arm is around me and he's rubbing my arm. After he's done asking me questions he says "Weasley is a fool!" Then he does the craziest thing, he leans into kiss me.
And I don't stop him, instead, once our lips meet, I kiss him back, he seems a bit surprised that I kiss back. The way Draco kisses is absoutely amazing, he's definitely a better kisser than Ron. Soon his hands are wandering all over my body, up my skirt, in my shirt, but I don't care, I love the way his hands feel on my body. Then he's kissing my neck and I'm moaning like I never have before.
He slowly starts pushing me down on the bed, then he climbs on top of me. Then he starts unbuttoning my shirt and I let him take it off me. He moans as he feels my chest, I take his shirt off to reveal his toned abs that I thought were a myth, but I was clearly wrong. Soon half of our clothes are off, and at that point I'm sure we're going to have sex, and I want it more than anything at that moment.
"Aria?" Draco whispers in my ear as he slides his hand up my back ready to unhook my bra, "Do you want me to stop?" I don't think twice about my answer. "No" I whisper back. "Good, cause I wasn't going to." All of our clothes come off, and before I know it, it's happening, and it feels so good, and I wish it would never stop…
Now it's the morning after all that stuff happened, and I'm naked, in bed with someone who twenty-four hours ago I saw as my enemy. I should slip out of bed grab my clothes, and leave, that would be the smart thing to do. But instead I stay there, with my leg draped across Draco and my head on his chest. Suddenly I feel him stir, he yawns and stetches. Then I can feel him looking down at me.
He chuckles, I freak out on the inside, is that a good chuckle?! Or a chuckle like 'I can't believe I had sex with this girl'?! Then I hear him whisper "Finally," what the hell does that mean?! I can't take anymore of the anticipation, so I pretend to wake up, I yawn and stretch, then look up at him, he's smiling. "Good morning" I say sitting up covering my chest up. "Good morning," he says back, "You know your voice sounds very different when you're not yelling, or crying…or moaning my name." That infamous smirk of his appears across his face.
"Shut up," I say turning to look at him. "Sorry" he's still smirking. "So," I say, "Last night was…" "The absolute best sex you've ever had?" Actually, it was, but I'd never admit that. "Not what I was going to say." I said getting up in search of my clothes. I didn't even bother covering up, it's not like he didn't see me naked last night. "Well, what were you going to say?" He asked also getting up, he didn't cover up either, but I wish he did, it was hard focusing when someone as sexy as Draco was waltzing around naked.
"I was going to say interesting, and surprisingly pleasurable" "Glad I could pleasure you" he said throwing me my purple bra, and of course smirking. When we finished getting dressed we walked down to the Great Hall together. I was happy to see all the Slytherins had already gone to breakfast, I don't know if I could handle the taunting of having slept with Draco Malfoy.
When we got to the doors of the Great Hall, I turned to Draco. "What happened last night, where does that leave us?" Draco pulled me closer to him by my waist. "No clue," "Okay then." I kissed him, just in case he wanted to act like it didn't happen, I wanted to leave him something to remember me by. "I'll let you think it over." Then I walked inside the Great Hall, smirking.
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