I am a Riddle | Draco Malfoy, 18+

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This chapter contains violent actions. Please read with caution.

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" Where the fuck did you go?" He shouted only inches away from my face — His words caused me to swallow thickly — not owning the courage of speaking my mind.

All my mind could process was how close he stood, " For fucks sake — just answer me," He cursed again, eyes narrowed in mine,

I inhaled sharply, sucking my bottom lip in between my teeth, " That's none of your business, Malfoy." I tried pushing my palms into his chest, wanting him to leave, but he didn't budge — his tongue rolled on the inside of his cheek as he caught a step closer — placing his hands on each side of my trembling body, trapping me in,

My heart pounded out of my chest when his lips nearly brushed against mine — his minty breaths fanned my skin, " Draco, please." I begged, noticing the furious look flashing through his dense eyes,

But he merely ignored my pleads for him to back away. Instead, I felt his cold fingers traveling up my nearly exposed back — a trail of goosebumps traced across my damp spine as he goes,

Even if I resisted it, with every bone in my body - I still couldn't help but to crave his touch - it consumed me,

I felt a gasp escaping my lips when his hand gripped a handful of hair, yanking my head back to please his eyes, " You have a bad habit of not listening to me, Leiah." He spoke silently,

I felt my blood boiling at his words, " That's because I told you not to touch me," Staring intensely into his blue eyes,

He only scoffed at my words, " You don't want me to touch you?" He cooed as I chewed my lower lip,

I do,

I want you to touch me,

More than anything,

But I can't give in — I refuse to.

The tension between us clung touchable, " No,"

But he ignores my statement. He tightens his grip around my neck, pulling my head back even more, pressing his body onto mine.

" If you leave without telling me, ever again. I will make sure that you don't come back." He threatens me before he lets my hair go, pushing himself off the sink, taking a step back from me.

'' Also, make sure to stay away from Blaise. '' He mutters, giving me one last look before he turns around and storms out of my room.

Leaving me leaning against the sink with his scent surrounding me.

I turn around, hovering over the sink as I let my eyes run all over my reflection in the mirror in front of me, still breathing hard in doubt of him;

What is he doing to me?

But more importantly —

Why am I letting him do this to me?

Trying to wrap my mind around what just happened, and suddenly, I feel it.

The longing for his cold eager touch;

The longing for his skin to touch mine;

Fuck.

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I slipped down to my seat at lunch, next to Luna and Hermione as usual, ashamed for leaving them — even if they told me numerous times that they didn't mind — I still felt terrible, but that was only another thing to add to the list when it comes to why Luna is my best friend — is that she's always giving me the benefit of the doubt, every time, without questions asked.