𝐅𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 | Draco Malfoy

𝐒 𝐈 𝐗

"My wand!" Draco yelled. "Dani!"

I shut my eyes, now being alone with someone I impulsively slept with last night.

Draco turned around, checking if no one was around and entered the room, closing the door behind him.

"Leave before I hex your ass." My voice came out hoarse.

"Now is not the time for you to gloat." I pulled my covers above me, not even a glance at the boy.

"Oh don't worry," He started walking towards my bed. "I won't." He pulled the note below his coat on my bedside table. "For now at least."

"Fuck you." I sat up to face him with a strong glare. He was the last person I wanted to have around.

Since it was a Saturday, instead of his uniform—he wore a loose white shirt along with some grey sweats. The sleeves of his shirt tightened against his biceps as he leaned forward to rest his palm on my bedside table, the veins on his hand tightening as he gripped it for balance.

"Oh fuck me?" He sarcastically asked. "Sounds too familiar, don't you think?" He tilted his head, a smirk playing along his lips.

They looked soft—annoyingly soft.

"What will it take for you to shut up?" I hushed him, glancing at the bathroom door to make sure Danielle wasn't finished yet.

"My wand." He answered seriously, losing the cocky facade he wore a few seconds ago.

"Consider it done." I stood up from my bed and pointed at the door. "Now leave." I said as I took the note from his hand.

"I'll be taking this," He stole the note back before walking towards the door. "Just in case you don't give me my wand."

Biting my lip in aggravation, I walked over to my bedside table and grabbed his coat. "Don't let it get to your head." I said, shoving it to him.

Accepting his coat, he faced me, a smug look on his face. "I'll be expecting it after breakfast, outside the girls' lavatory." His voice lowered, as if his only intention was for me—and me alone—to hear.

"Then we'll talk." He brought his hand over to cup my face, making me release my bottom lip from my teeth. I froze. His thumb caressed it slowly while his gaze switched from my eyes to my lips. "When no one else is around."

It took all of my strength to refrain myself from taking my time to look at him. His hair was tousled and not well fixed like it usually was—platinum strands sticking out in front and stopping below the middle of his forehead, the tiny golden specs in his grey eyes being more visible than ever. His lips were blood rushed, and his cupid's bow had, by far, the deepest curve i've seen.

I looked away.

"I still want nothing to do with you." I yanked his hand off my face, avoiding the tension that was once again building up.

It was wrong. Very wrong.

He smirked, turning around and closing the door behind him.

I palmed my forehead, not being able to take in all the recent events. As soon as I climbed back on my bed, Danielle rushingly went out of the bathroom.

"Hold on." She approached me, placing a hand on my shoulder before heading to her closet to pick out her clothes.

"Draco left?" She asked while putting on her quidditch sweater. I gulped, the thought of telling her about Draco adding up to my mounting problems. "Yeah." I mumbled.