"Oh and thank you very much for getting me into detention yesterday." You said sarcastically while he quietly smoked his cigarette next to you.
And thank you for making me fall apart by the mercy of your fingers at detention.
You were seated on the same window sill but this time, you had clothes on—three whole layers of clothing actually.
"Pleasure." He chucked, exhaling.
With his exhale, wisps of smoke escaped his lips creating a veil around you two.
The smell had started to get tolerable, familiar—pleasant even.
It was strange how the human mind was conditioned into latching itself onto anything that brought it comfort.
Where there was smoke there was Draco.
It came as a fixed packaged deal and you didn't feel the need to complain anymore.
"So, does Pucey know what you've been up to these days or is he still as oblivious as ever?
"Adrian wouldn't notice if I went missing for a week." You shrugged.
"Then why are you with him?"
"As cliched as it sounds, its complicated."
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Wisps of Smoke (Draco Malfoy x Reader)
Fanfictie[short series/ completed] "You don't know how long I've been wanting to do that to you." He looked up at you, accomplished as his lips twisted upwards and you looked down at him with a peachy kind of afterglow on your cheeks. "And I wouldn't mind do...
