When Draco and I reached the common room, I was glad to see it was completely empty. Not surprising, we Slytherins need our beauty sleep, otherwise we wouldn't look so good. I reluctantly let go of Draco's hand.
"I guess I'll see you tomorrow morning," I said with a smile.
Draco grabbed my hand again and pulled me towards him, "And, where are you going?" He asked.
"Um, up to bed?" I said in an obvious tone, blushing slightly.
"Not like that, you're not," Draco said pulling me over to the couch. "You're soaked, you don't want to go to bed like that do you?"
"No," I said slowly, "I, um, guess I don't. You're right."
"Of course I am." He said smirking, "But let's not waste time on the obvious." He sat down in the couch pulling me with him.
"So we're going to sit here until we're dry?" I asked.
"Jo, love, haven't I told you that we're not going to waste time on the obvious?"
I stuck my tongue out at him. He smirked, "I'd sure love to see what else you can do with that tongue of yours."
I slowly slid my tongue back in my mouth, where it wouldn't take Draco up on his offer. "So, uh, why were you and Pansy fighting?" I asked attempting to get off the subject of my tongue and what it could do.
Draco's smirk slid off of his face. He scooted away from me a little. "Can we not talk about Pansy right now?" He said.
"We're not talking about Pansy, I'm asking you why you two are fighting…again"
He sighed, "She got pissed because I ditched her at lunch today."
"And why did you ditch her?" I asked, cursing myself for trying to help their relationship again.
He shrugged. I raised my eyebrows at him, he sighed again. "I was, uh, looking for you."
My mind went into crazy overdrive. Was he looking for me to tell me he loved me? Obviously it was something he didn't want Pansy to know about since he ditched her, right?
I decided not to ask why,I didn't want to be disappointed. "Really?" I asked. "I didn't see you at all, I was with Ben."
"I know." He said in what seemed like a bitter tone. "When I finally found you, I saw you and Calington snogging in some empty hallway."
"Oh," I said quietly. I remember that was a particularly good snog, that was. But now that I knew Draco had seen it, it didn't seem so good anymore. I wonder if he saw anything else?
"His hand was up your skirt." He stated, looking straight foward. His tone was one of hatred and disgust.
I didn't exactly know how to respond, because, it was very true, his hand was up my skirt. I hadn't minded it one bit.
Draco turned to me, the hate and disgust visible in his eyes. "Have you two…had sex?" He asked.
I stared at him. Why did he want to know that? What was I supposed to say? "Um, what makes you think that?"
Anger flashed across Draco's face. "I don't know, maybe because Calington's always bragging to the guys about how he's fucked you!"
Well, that explains why Draco thinks that. Why did Ben have to go around bragging? But then again, if he's bragging about it, he must have thought I was really good. Nice.
"Oh," I said again.
"Is it true?!" Draco demanded angrily. I felt like if I said yes he would march upstairs and kill Ben in his sleep. But I couldn't lie to Draco, he knew me too well.
I bit my lip and nodded, not daring to look at him.
He then scooted all the way to the other side of the couch. So disgused with me, he couldn't even stand to sit next to me. I stared at him, I didn't understand what the big deal was, I mean, he's fucked Pansy, and how many other girls she doesn't know about?
After a few moments of silence he looks at me and shakes his head. "How could you have sex with Calington?" He asked as though he took it as betrayal.
"Draco, he's my boyfriend," I said shrugging slightly, "That's what people who date do."
"You've only been dating for five days! And you can't even really call him your boyfriend! You're only going to be together for two weeks!" He shouted at me.
"You don't know that!" I shouted back. "Maybe he'll last longer!"
Draco looked sick at the idea of that. Again he shook his head. "How many guys have you slept with?!"
"Exuse me, what?"
"How many?" He asked, "I know there's been alot, I'm just wondering if you kept track."
I had never seen Draco be like this, so cold. He wasn't even this bad with Harry Potter and his friends. I actually wanted to run upstairs and cry. How could someone I was in love with be so crue?
"What are you trying to say, that I'm some slut?" I asked.
"Maybe I am," he replied coldly.
I looked down, not wanting him to see how close to tears I was. Draco sighed and scooted back over next to me.
"Jo?" He asked quietly. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I-"
"Just go," I interupted, "You're dry now, just go to bed." I turned away from him.
"How am I supposed to sleep when you're mad at me?"
I looked at him coldly, "I'm sure you'll find a way."
Suddenly I felt Draco's arms slide around my waist and he hugged me tightly. He always did that when we were younger and I was mad at him, I'd always forgive him, but not this time.
"Draco, we're not five anymore, you can't just hug me and expect me to forgive you."
"I know," he whispered, softly kissing my neck, "But I've changed my tactics since then." He kissed my neck again, in a different spot, I giggled unwillingly.
"Ticklish, are we?" I could practically see the smirk spread across his face.
"No." I said in what was supposed to be my angry voice, but it didn't exactly come out angry.
He did it again, and I giggled again. "I think we are," he whispered softly in my ear, making my heart race three different kinds of ways. He kissed my neck again.
"Stop it!" I said.
"I will when you look at me." Draco said with determination.
"Fine, fine!" I same turning around to face him. I looked at him expectantly.
"Jolina, I'm really sorry. You're not a slut, you're a very gorgeous girl who guys can't keep their hands off of, including me. I smiled at the apology, but said nothing.
"Am I forgiven?" He asked hopefully. I shrugged. "Well, then I guess I'll have to do something else to make you forgive me." A sly smile spread across his face.
Before I could ask what he was going to do, he had leaned foward and kissed me! Draco Malfoy kissed me, Jolina Fieran! It was the most exhilerating thing that I had ever experienced.
The way his mouth gently caressed mine. The way his tongue slithered in my mouth, exploring it slowly, yet eagerly. The way he leaned into me, making me hold on to the back of his head to keep from falling backwards. The way he held me tightly as though afraid I would slip away. As I deepened the kiss, he moaned softly into my mouth.
Draco pulled away, slightly out of breath. "I knew I'd love what you could do with your tongue," he said before hungrily kissing me again.
Pleasure spread throughout my body, I don't think anyone else could ever make me feel this much pleasure again. I couldn't believe this is what I'd been missing out on. How unfair was it that Pansy got to experience this on a daily basis? I'll tell you, very unfair. But then, again, how unfair was it that I was currently kissing her boyfriend? Beyond unfair. Whatever.
Draco leaned back,on the couch pulling me with him, until I was completely on top of him, not once did we break the kiss. His hands slipped up my shirt, sending chills all throughout my body. Then he started sitting up again, and I thought the kiss would be over, but instead he pushed me down on the couch and got on top of me. Of course he has to be on top, I thought.
He started unbuttoning my shirt, and warning signals went off in my head, I ignored them. The kiss was quickly becoming more intense and passionate, I knew if I didn't stop it soon, kissing wouldn't be the only thing we'd be doing.
Draco had finished unbuttoning my shirt, and moved his hand down to my skirt. I felt him unbuttoning it, and now I knew we had to stop now. I mean if someone caught us kissing,we could easily pass it off as friendly snogging. But if they caught us having sex, we couldn't exactly play that off as just friendly.
I pulled away, completely out of breath. I looked into Draco's grey eyes that were now somewhat shocked looking. "What's wrong?" He asked.
What wasn't wrong?! I was snogging my best friend! He had a girlfriend, I had a boyfriend, everything was wrong about the situation! But, oh, it felt so right. Man, I hate being conflicted, it gives me a migrane.
"Um, nothing," I lied, or told the truth, hell, I didn't know!
"Then, uh, why did you stop?" Draco asked anxiously.
I tried to keep the shock from showing in my face. Does he seriously not see how wrong this is?!
"What is this?" I asked. I was hoping he'd understand what I meant, I didn't exactly know how to describe what we're doing.
He thankfully did, "I'm trying to get you to forgive me." He said. Well it sure did work.
We stared at eachother in silence. Then Draco leaned down and kissed me softly, and then sat up. I sat up too, and the silence continued.
"Apology accepted," I said trying to break the akward silence.
Draco smiled and said, "Good, then my job is done." He got up.
"You going up to bed?" I asked, trying to hide my diappointment.
"Yeah, aren't you tired?" He asked.
"Yes, but way too tired to walk upstairs. I think I'll just sleep down here tonight."
Draco sat down, "What are you doing?" I asked.
"I'll stay down here too. You know, protect you incase anything happens."
I laughed, "Right."
"Jo, Jo." A voice whispered,waking me up. I quickly racked my brain,who had I slept with last night? I couldn't remember. I opened my eyes and looked up. I smiled when I saw Draco.
"Hi," I said quietly.
"Hey there, sleepy head." He said also smiling.
"What time is it?" I asked sitting up and running my fingers through my messy hair. Oh,no my hair was all messy infront of Draco! That's so embarassing! I attempted to make it look decent.
"About six thirty, and stop fixing your hair love, you look gorgeous." I smiled. "But you do need to take a shower, get that smell off.
What smell? I buried my face in my shirt and was hit with smell of cinnamon and peppermint. "What are to talking about, I smell amazing!" I exclaimed.
"You smell like me." Draco said smirking. Of, course I would say he smells amazing. "I don't think your boyfriend will like that."
I nodded getting up. "I think you're right about that." Then I buried my face in his shirt. He smelled like strawberries and lavender. "You'd better take one too, you smell like me, Pansy won't like that." I said walking up the stairs.
When I got out of the shower I ran into Pansy. It was hard looking at her after last night.
"Someone didn't make it up to bed last night." She said smiling.
"Yeah, I was kind of busy," I repiled looking anywhere but at her.
Suddenly her tone was accusing. "Don't think I don't know where you were or what you were doing!"
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