His Savior

Chapter 14. Year 4. Draco.

"Nox" I whisper as my wand goes out. I know that we won't get in trouble cause i'm a prefect... but I love watching her squirm. 

"Shit what are we gonna do?" she whisper hiss's. She finishes her sentence just as he rounds the corner. "Fuck this" she breathes under her breath. I hear a rustling of fabric in the dark. And so does Filch. 

"Show your self's. You can't hide" he hiss's. 

"Finally" she whispers. "Turn your wand on" she quietly demands. 

"Are you crazy?" I whisper back. 

"Just do it!" she begs. 

"Lumos" I whisper. God she's stupid. 

"Levicorpus" she says after finding Filch. He suddenly jerks up and is hanging from his ankle. "Levicorpus" she says again but this time aims for his cat. The same thing happened. "Come on!" she tugs at my arm away from the suspended care taker and his beloved cat. 

We run through the halls laughing. We reach the common room at last, sweating and out of breath. 

"Where the fuck did you learn to do that?" I ask in astonishment. 

"I read it in one of Hermione's books" she replies with a proud grin. 

"Draco? Amely? Where have you guys been-oh. You've been shagging" Zabini says with wiggling eyebrows. He's sitting on the couch with Nott on the chair across from him.

"Ew. God no!" Amely replies in disgust with an eyeroll. Damn. One day I will be the one to roll those sparkling eyes back there, just you wait. 

"Wow, mate. I think that's the fastest you've been turned down!" Blaise laughs. 

"And the first time since the first year he's been turned down too. And it was by yet another Potter!" Nott retorts with a chuckle. 

"Um. Excuse me, what now?" Amely's American accent interrupts our British ones. 

"This is a good story" Crabbe says after walking out from the snack cupboard. But let's be honest it's more like a snack closet. 

"I'm all ears" Amely says with a smirk. "Do we have snacks too? Ugh. I could Avada someone's ass for some Swedish Fish. Oh and Reese's Cup's too!" she states as she licks her lips. 

"What are those?" Goyle asks with arms full of snacks. 

"Stupid Muggle snacks" I grumble as I make my way to the couch. Amely sits on the arm of the chair Nott is in. Her arse only centimeters from his arm. He can probably see under that incredibly short skirt of hers. It infuriates me. Only i'm allowed to look up there. To touch up there. Everything up there belongs to me. And only me. She just doesn't know it yet. 

"One they aren't stupid. Their delicious. And two don't judge 'em till you try 'em" she responds while looking over the fat boy's snacks. They have a bit of every magic candy you can find. 

I roll my eyes in response to her comment. I grab a pumpkin pasty from the snack pile, hoping she forgot about the Potter Rejection story, as Parkinson and Greengrass like to call it. I zooned out for a minute or two thinking of that first night. 

"No fucking way. I would never give Vincent a lap dance!" is the first thing I hear after coming out of my trance. "I would give anyone, and I mean anyone, else a lap dance instead. Even my own brother" Amely says in disgust. "No offense of course, Vincent" she says sheepishly. 

"What the actual fuck?" I ask. I was off in my head for one minute, maybe two. How did the conversation come to this?

"Well we were asking Amely here if she was a virgin and one thing came to another. And here we are" Perish says from the floor. When did she get here? 

"Well?" I ask, trying to sound only mildly curios. God, I hope she's a virgin. I hope she's never had a boy look at her naked. Never had a hand, or tongue, up her skirt. Never been left screaming and shaking from pleasure. That's my job and my job alone. 

Oh for fucks sake! I sound like a perv and a stalker! I need a blow job. I'll hit Parkinson up after this to get my mind off of Amely.

"Well what?" she asks all innocently. I can't tell if she's serios or not. This girl must be a little mad. 

"Are you a virgin?" I ask sounding uninterested. Which I am anything but. 

"Nobody need's to know my sex life!" she huffs as she throws her arms in the air. Her face goes red and that's what tells me she is.

"Sure, Potter" I smirk. She just rolls her eyes and lets it go. Very much like her brother, not putting up a fight. 

"I would ask you the same thing, Malfoy. But I already know your a man whore" she says with a shrug. A man whore? I feel infuriated.  

"Ok. Let's calm down and get drunk? Huh?" Blaise asks hoping no one ends up dead.

"I'm down!" Parkinson squeaks from the other room, where she got up to get more snacks. "So is Daph and Milli! Oh and Perish!" she exclaims. 

"Amely, got any fun muggle games?" Nott asks as she gets up to sit on the big couch, most likely waiting for the girls to sit next to her. I wanted to sit next to her but decided against it. Instead I sat across from her. Which actually gave me the perfect view up her skirt. I'll buy her longer skirts the next time i'm at Hogsmeade. 

"Hmmm. A few" she says with a giggle, probably thinking of the games. 

"Fuck no! No bloody way am I playing a muggle game" I say with a grimace. I'm fascinated of course. Muggles make the most peculiar things, but my father would have my head if he found out. 

"Oh man up, Malfoy" she retorts with an eye roll. "Grow some balls" the fuck she just said?

"Believe me. I have balls. And you'd love to see them, anyone can see that" I lean back with a smirk at my reply. 

"Not even in your best dreams. And prove you have some balls. Play" she smirks back leaning her elbows on her knees threatingly. 

"What games, Ame?" Perish asks as she takes a seat next to her.

"There's spin the bottle, beer pong, seven minutes in heaven, truth or dare, two truths and a lie, or there's put a finger down. Oh! Or there's a game my friends and I made up! It's basically drunk Uno! When you draw a draw two card you take one shot instead! And when you get a draw four card you take two shots! When you get skipped you take a shot and and when its the reversed the person who goes after has to take 1 1/2 shots! And a false Uno is five shots! And the winner gets to tell a person to take six shots!" she blabs excitedly. I wonder if she's light weight?

"What's Uno?" Bulstrode wonders, voicing all our thoughts. 

"Ok not that one...Hmmm. How about put a finger down or truth or dare?" she asks us. 

"Let's try the finger one!" Perish says excitedly. God, this is not gonna end well.