Screw You, Malfoy

Chapter 4 - This isn't on the curriculum

"For fucks sake, I should have known," I grumbled out angrily as I started packing up my books. I was sat at the back of the library at a table hidden by rows and stacks of books, waiting for Malfoy to show up for tutoring. However, it had been half an hour already and he hadn't shown up.

"Asshat. I should have known it was bullshit. Can't believe I fell for it!" I continued grumbling when a cough interrupted me and I snapped my head up to see Malfoy leaning against a bookshelf, watching me with an amused expression.

"Talking to yourself is the first sign of insanity ya know Welsh," he smirked, pushing himself off the bookshelf and sauntering over to the table, dropping into a chair next to me.
"Although I'll admit, crazy chick's are hot too," he chuckled, eyeing me up and down with a hungry look and I grew a little flustered under his hot gaze. He just called me insane for gods sake and yet his intense look was making me squirm.

"Shut up and open a book Malfoy," I said, trying to sound confident as I sat up straighter in my chair, sliding the pile of books over to him. He smirked at me but complied, taking a book off the too and opening it to a random page.

"Patronus charms? Interesting choice," I muttered as I looked at the page he'd chosen to start with. "Got much experience with them?" I asked and Malfoy shook his head.

"I don't have much luck when it comes to light-hearted magic," he chuckled darkly but even his laugh couldn't disguise the look of despair that flickered across his face briefly.

"Ok, well, nows the time to learn then. Now you need help in potions the most but I suppose we could start with the patronus charm if it's all you're missing from the other classes," I compromised, grabbing my wand off the table and motioning for him to do the same. I stood up and cleared a space by moving some books out the way. It was a small alcove we were in back here but it was the only place I could find where no other students would see us, and there's no way I was being seen with Malfoy.

Malfoy came to stand opposite me and I couldn't help but noticed how tall he was. I'd never really stood close enough to noticed before, or if I had I was busy getting away, but he was quite a bit taller than me.

"Ok, well the key to a successful patronus is having a powerful enough memory. So think of your happiest memory," I instructed.

"Yeah that's not likely to happen, Welsh," he laughed.

"Why not? If you want to learn you have to plus who doesn't like thinning of happy memories?" I asked, confused as to why he was challenging something so easy.

"Your life may be all rainbows and ponies but mine isn't quite so peachy," he said in a low voice and I felt my heart actually pang with sympathy for the guy. Sure he was an ass but not having a happy memory is just tragic.

"You really can't think of any time you were happy or at least...content?" I asked, struggling to see how I'd even teach him the spell if he didn't have a memory.

"Does really good sex count?" He smirked and I rolled my eyes. There goes that moment of true emotion I saw in him. And now the return of the jackass.

"No, Malfoy, it doesn't," I snapped but he just smirked at me, taking a step towards me.

I took a step back but my back hit a bookshelf. He got closer and closer until he was also pressed up against me.

"And how would you know, Welsh? Been keeping some dirty secrets of your own?" He said with a devilish grin, leaning down to my ear as he spoke in a low and husky voice that made me feel slightly weak at the knees.

This was wrong. My reaction to this was wrong. This was Malfoy for goodness sake and as attractive as he was, he was a jerk! And yet I couldn't deny that my body was responding to him and that revelation eas dangerous new information because I could see that he could see it too.

"You really are beautiful," he whispered as he stared down at me and I looked up suddenly to meet his eyes at his words. There was no way Draco Malfoy had just called me beautiful?!

"What?" I asked, my heart beating rapidly in my chest as I couldn't help but get lost in his pale grey eyes, his smoulder on 110% and god damn it was strong.

"I said, you're beautiful," he whispered again, this time his lips brushing mine as he spoke and I let out a shaky breath before he capture my lips in a passionate kiss.

I wanted to push him away, I knew my head was screaming at me but I couldn't help but kiss him back passionately. There was something urging me to continue and the way his kiss made my heart flutter was unlike anything I'd ever experienced before.
His hand slipped around my waist, pulling me tight against him and I moaned softly into his mouth despite my better judgement.

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Draco's PoV:

I had only planned to kiss Welsh briefly, to get her thinking about me, and honestly I'd expected her to push me away anyway, and yet as soon as my lips touched hers I wanted more, needed more. It was as if she was some sort of intoxicating drug that I'm now suddenly hooked on, and I'd never get enough.

She moaned into my mouth as I held her close against me and I couldn't help but growl lowly into the kiss at how turned on I was by her in this moment.

There was a fire behind our kiss, something innate and hot as if it was the missing piece in both our lives, almost as if we were both channeling the years of hatred towards one another and it fueled the passion that sparked between us.

If been with many girls, and done a whole lot more than simply making out, but this was new to me. I'd never felt such sudden attraction and heat. I'd never wanted someone more.

I couldn't help but noticed how perfectly her body fit against mine as I held her, my hand on her waist sitting perfectly as if it was made to go right there.

But almost as suddenly as I had kissed her she pulled away, staring up at me shocked, guilt swirling in her eyes and I couldn't stop my hand from going up to move some hair out of her face where it had fallen.

My heart was racing and all I wanted to do was kiss her again, but as she stared up at me I realised exactly what I was doing, releasing her waist and stepping back.

This was Cassandra Welsh. It was just a bet to make her love me and sleep with me, that was all. There was no denying I was attracted to her now, as insufferable as she could be, that kissed proved there was a mutual attraction as much as she may try and deny it. And that made my job a whole lot easier now.

"Ummm....the patronus charm," She whispered, looking away from me and moving to go and sit back down.

"The patronus charm? We almost have hot sex against a bookshelf and you talk about the patronus charm?" I laughed at her flustered face as she couldn't meet my eye. I'd seen this look many times before and smirked as she tried to hide how obviously turned on she was from what had happened.

"We did not almost have sex!" She snapped at me. "And you can't just go around kissing people Malfoy! I know you're used to every girl wanting you but I'm not one of them!" She continued and I had to admit, usually her arguing back infuriated me but now it was hot seeing her so worked up.

"You're really going to try and pretend that you don't want me?" I challenged her, putting my hands on the table and leaning across it to look into her eyes as i spoke. She didn't meet my eyes but I could see in the way she looked away that she was lying.

She let out a huff, straightening in her chair and snapping her eyes to meet mine, a fierce and fiery new determination in them.

"I don't want you," She spat out, pushing up from her chair, grabbing her books as she did.

She pushed past me, quickly making an exit and I watched her figure walk away down the stacks of books until she was out of sight.

I hadn't expected her to put up such a fight. It was obvious that kiss had affected her and it was only a matter of time before she caved, but I'd be lying if I said my confidence wasn't a little shook after she put up such a defiant facade. I'd never had to do more than look at a girl to win them over before, but Welsh still wasn't giving in.

Maybe it was time for a new tactic, and perhaps safer for me if I stayed away from kissing her again. I didn't need this new heat between us complicating my winning the bet.