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Warning- there is a lot of smut here ;)

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Dragon Fire

Chapter Three (Part Two)

Draco x reader

Draco x reader You’re a shy girl who is facinated by dragons. You’ve had a crush on Draco since 3rd year when he was in your potions class and apparently he’s had his eye on you. —————————————————-

Warning: there is no warning, this is just a cute-sy development in yourand Draco’s “relationship”?

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A few classes and hours in the library later you returned to your dorm. You went to your room changed out of your robes into something more comfortable. The dorm was currently quiet, warm and dimly lit. The bright orange flames crackling away in the fire place. As you went to hang up your robe you noticed the note still in your pocket. A wave of uneasiness spread across your chest, but regardless you still decided to bring the note with you back into the dorm - you weren’t going to avoid him any longer.

You sat crosslegged on the sofa across from the warm fire and stared at the folded note. You could feel the warmth of the fire on your arms and face it was comforting. You knew Draco was a sweet enough guy if he wanted to be, to you at least, but at the same time he could be feisty? Was that the right word? Nevertheless you had yet to see the true passion that lay within the boy. It was there alright, you could see it in his eyes and in the way he spoke to you.

At this point you were staring deep into the autumn tounges of the fire, trapped in your head trying to figure out Draco. Why you? Did he really care? Well he brought the flowers so he must? Was the broom closet just a trap to draw you hopelessly in?

“Y/F/N, are you okay?” Came a voice, you felt a gentle nudge on your shoulder. It was Elizabeth, she was still in her school robes holding a large hardback back book on herbiology.

“Hmm? Oh, yes I’m okay thank you, just lost in thought… Heh.” You quietly responded noticing how hard you were now clutching the note. You relaxed your body and smiled at Elizabeth, she looked worried and unconvinced.

“Honestly I’m okay, I’m just um, a little worried about a potion I have to recreate next potions lesson. I missed almost half the lesson, I don’t even know what its called.” You told her.

“Hmm i can’t really help with potions.. . Maybe ask Micheal Corner he will know, and I’ve heard he’s got a thing for you to” Elizabeth smiled and winked at you.

“Micheal? Yeah right” You laughed.

Elizabeth gave you that look of “you’ll soon see” then walked away and up to her room. You sighed with relief.

You fumbled trying to open the note, it was folded a few times it a weird way. The note read:

“I hope you’re okay, come sit with me in study period tomorrow, I miss you little dragon ~ Draco.”

You smiled softly and held the note to you lips, as you did so the note wiggled out of your grip forcefully and flew upward so it was a few inches above your head, folding into a small dragon. You gasped, just as it combusted a few seconds later. The ashes falling onto your thighs a small heart made of smoke hovered where the note once was and the smell of turkish roses filled the room.

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Dragon Fire

Chapter Three. (Part One)

Draco x Reader

You’re a shy girl who is facinated by dragons. You’ve had a crush on Draco since 3rd year when he was in your potions class and apparently he’s had his eye on you.

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WARNING: This chapter isn’t a smutty (sadly) but yeno this series is a smut over all so ~ Sexual Conent ;) - you have been warned.

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You hadn’t spoken to Draco since that night in the broom closet. It had been a fortnight. I mean it’s not like he didn’t *try* to talk to you, you were just too awkward. The past week however you had spent in the hospital wing due to an incident that occurred in herbology, breaking your left arm and placing you in a temperamental coma for around 4 days, who knew plants could be so vicious. You had vowed to never discuss what happened in that lesson ever again as it was incredibly stupid and not to mention incredibly embarrassing. You had woken up in the hospital bed dazed and confused a small collection of gifts and a vase of Red Fire-snaps on the small wooden desk next to you. The Nurse came a few minutes after you had awoken with a small goblet of water and proceeded to explain what had happened. The small collection of gifts (mostly candy wands and chocolate frogs) were off various friends you had acquired over six years, all of them amazing and faithful but non of them you were extremely close too except for maybe Elizabeth whom if you had to choose would be your best friend, she understood your anxiety and need for personal space but was always thrilled if you wanted to be social, as well as then clinging to you like a small child who needed all your attention and love; she was honestly the best. The Red Fire-snaps however were from Draco. The nurse explained how he had come a few hours after you had been in the hospital, looking panicked and slightly more pale than usual, his hair a mess and out of breath when he barged through the giant door. The nurse had explained that you would wake up in a few days. He sighed with relief, kissed your forehead and left, returning the next day with the flowers. You quietly walked to advance potions class, your foot steps echoing loudly down the stone hall - you were late. You stopped at the door and took a few deep breathes to catch your breath and to try calm your nerves. “Sorry I’m late professor.” You said timidly. “Miss (Y/L/N) and why is it that you are late.” Hissed Professor Snape. “Oh, um, I-I over slept a little, I’m so sorry, it won’t happen again.” You stuttered nervously as you sat down, placing your potions book on the wooden desk. “Hmmm, I am sure it won’t Miss (Y/L/N)” He replied obviously annoyed. The Professor resumed explaining and demonstrating how to make a complex potion you’d have to remake individually next lesson. “Pssst (Y/F/N” whispered the girl next to you getting your attention. She passed you a note. “There will be no note passing in class.” Announced the Professor. The girl next to you looked down at her desk like a dog that’s been scalded. Professor Snape was strict and intimidating but was a very good teacher. You put the note in the pocket of your cloak and decided to read it later in order to avoid annoying the Professor and getting into any further trouble. The lesson ended 35 minutes later and you began to pick up your book and leave when you felt a sense of unease. You glanced around your shoulder before exiting the class to see Draco talking to a fellow classmate, his eyes turned to look at you and he smirked. You quickly walked to your next class.

Chapter Three - Part Two

Note: sorry about the slowness of chapters for this series, I’ve just started 6th form and holyyyyyy cow. I have so much work to do. Sad times.

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Draco: Potter.

Harry: *overhears*

Draco: Potter?

Harry: *about to speak up*

Draco: No, Malfoy.

Draco: Harry Malfoy or Draco Potter?

Harry: *from around a corner* Draco Potter sounds much better, if I do say so myself.

Draco: How much of that did you hear?

Harry: *walks out* or you and I could be Malfoy-Potter. But I think we should plan this once we start dating.

Draco: Are you asking me out?

Harry: I don’t know Mr. Malfoy-Potter, am I?

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Dragon Fire.

Chapter Two (Part Two).

Draco x reader You’re a shy girl who is facinated by dragons. You’ve had a crush on Draco since 3rd year when he was in your potions class and apparently he’s had his eye on you. ----------------------------------------------------

Warning: Sexual content.

Here's part two as promised - enjoy :) ---------------------------------------------------- You looked away from him embarrassed, your face red, your core was soaking. You took another deep breath and managed a nod, giving him full consent. Draco smirked again, his eyes grey and dark, yet filled with fire. He began to kiss down your neck once again, removing your cloak and then slowly unbuttoning your shirt. He moved to your collar bone and bit down, not to hard, but hard enough. You whimpered softly. He began to suck, leaving you with a dragon fire red love bite. You whimpered softly. You let your shirt slide off of your shoulders, Draco admired your breasts which sat in a red lace bra. "Not as innocent as we look are we?" He taunted as he went and unclasped your bra with ease. He breathed heavily as he looked at them. He kissed each breast softly as he unzipped your skirt and let it fall to the floor to join the rest of your clothes. He bit down on your left nipple, then began to suck. He swirled his tongue around your hard nipple sending sensations though your chest causing you to moan quietly. Occasionally biting down again softly, catching you off guard. He slowly started to rub your sensitive clit though the red lace panties that matched your long gone bra. You hadn't planned to be wearing the daring lingerie, your muggle best friend had made you buy it on a recent holiday claiming you needed more confidence, this was the first time you had dared to wear it. You moaned louder as he circled your clit through your dripping panties as he still sucked your nipple. He quickly pulled down your panties leaving them around your ankles and let his middle finger slide easily between your folds. "Seems my little dragon has a fire burning between her legs for me." He said putting his finger in his mouth, tasting you. "Draco, p-please." You whimpered your legs starting to shake slightly. "Don't worry baby girl, I'll take care of you" He smiled as he began pumping his finger in and out of you. You moaned uncontrollably as he hit your g-spot. He added in another finger and sped up, curling his fingers as he entered, hitting you where you were most sensitive every single time. Your head was an uncontrollable mess of pleasure and lust. You moaned his name as Draco began to plant another love bite on your neck. You came hard on his fingers and he helped you ride out your orgasm. You breathed heavily as he kissed you heavily on the lips. "Well done my Little Dragon, till next time" He whispered before he kissed you on the forehead and left you alone in the broom closest a quivering mess.

Chapter Three - Part One

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Dragon Fire.

Chapter Two (Part One).

Draco x reader

You’re a shy girl who is facinated by dragons. You’ve had a crush on Draco since 3rd year when he was in your potions class and apparently he’s had his eye on you.

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Warning: Sexual content.

This one has had to been cut into two parts due to the limit of space. Part two of Chapter Two will be posted soon :) enjoy.

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You tried to pay attention in class but Draco kept looking at you. Everytime you dared to glance in his direction he was there, staring with intent. It made you uncomfortable and it made focusing impossible. The small toad in front of you gave you a look of sorrow, yet it hadn’t made a noise for first 10 minutes of class. Professor Flitwick had just finished giving the last few notes on revision for the Mending charm (Raparo) which you hadn’t copied down on a loose piece of parchment untidy because you had forgotten your note book. Everyone had small common toads placed in front of them, yet nobody knew why. A large raven was perched on an old wooden stand next to the professor quietly. “Now, I imagine you’re all wondering why you each have a toad in front of you hmm?” Said professor Flitwick moving to his lecuture stand that hid the 2 wooden steps he had to step up in order to see over it. Most the class nodded eagerly to this question. “Today we learn the silencing charm, can anyone tell me anything about said charm?” He asked looking around the room for volunteers. Nobody raised their hand. The professor noticed Draco staring at you. “Ah, Mr Malfoy perhaps you could tell us anything you know about this charm?” The whole class turned to look at Draco. “The Silencing Charm - Silencio, is a charm that renders the victim temporarily mute, working on both beasts and beings. It is immensely difficult to perform, more so on ravens than frogs” replied Draco smoothly and with ease. He didn’t take his eyes off you. “Very good Mr Malfoy!” Exclaimed the professor, “Now, if you could just seem like you were paying attention instead of gazing at Miss (y/l/n) thank you.” The whole class giggled. You felt your cheeks burn up for what seemed like the millionth time today. “Of course professor” replied Draco showing slight attitude as he turned to face the correct way. The class went on as normal, you managed to silence your toad successfully after 3 attempts, Draco did it after 2. The professor dismissed the class as the loud clock tower chimed. You picked up your books as a small folded piece of parchment floated down in front of you, the words “Open Alone” written on it. You picked it up and slotted it into your book. Only you and two other girls where still present, Draco had already gone. After the rest of your classes that seemed to dragged you returned to your dorm room and retrieved the note from your book. It was from Draco as you expected. “Meet me in the brooms closet on the second floor, 7:30pm, don’t be late.” You felt your stomach flip. You made your way to the brooms closet, it was 7:32pm. You almost hadn’t gone and had spent the rest of time after class debating if you went or not. You couldn’t believe you were doing this. You reached the closet door and stopped, your heart pounding, it wasn’t too late to turn back. It was now 7:33pm. You look a deep breath and entered the small closet and closed the door behind you, Draco was waiting inside. “You kept me waiting Little Dragon.” “I-I’m sorry” you stuttered, you attempted a small smile. “I don’t normally like to be kept waiting, but this once, I’ll let you off” Draco smirked, his hand going to caress your face. His arm wrapped around your waist and he pulled you in, kissing you passionately. You felt every inch of you tingle. Your face became warm as you slowly sank into him, allowing him to kiss you. Slowly he pushed you against the wall and pinned you against it. “I’ve had my eye on you, so tell me Little Dragon, have you had your eye on me?” He asked before he began to kiss down your neck. A small moan escaped your lips. “I’ll take that as a yes” Draco laughed softly. “You sound so good when you moan baby girl, can I make you do it again?” He looked into your eyes waiting for an answer.

Part Two ~

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Dragon Fire.

Chapter One.

Draco x reader

You're a shy girl who is facinated by dragons. You've had a crush on Draco since 3rd year when he was in your potions class and apparently he's had his eye on you.

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Warning: chapter one is just a fluff - after this however it's allllll smut! Sexual content and bad language. You've been warned.

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You looked across the hall to see the sliver haired boy, he was quietly picking at some breakfast, only the short boy was with him today; what was he called again? "Vincent Crabbe, yes that's it" you thought to yourself whilst staring at the two. The short boy was plump and piling up his plate with fruit teacakes, sausages and various other breakfast foods. You yourself had a neat plate of two slices of toast and a single egg on a white plate with a small, but noticeable chip on the edge (once you managed notice it, it was noticeable at least and very annoying). You came back into focus away from your thoughts of the boys name and chipped plate and noticed Draco's stone blue eyes staring at you looking up from his plate. You felt yourself get flustered as your face went a delicate pink. Draco smirked and looked down as his plate again, Crabbe next to him stuffing his face. You turned back round to your chipped plate and tried to recover from the awkward encounter. You had had a crush on Draco since the 3rd year when you had been put in the same potions class. He was sat two rows in front of you and sat next to a girl called Padama Patil who spent half her time making notes half her time unsubtly flirting with Draco, although he took no notice and showed no interest. You could still feel Draco's perfect eyes on you, you couldn't breathe -so you decided to leave. You scooped up your two hard leather bound books that had two or three loose pages sticking out and quickly exited the hall whilst keeping your head down and your books close to your chest. The heels of your shoes making a satisfying clicking noise on the cold stone floor with each nervous stride. You arrived 10 minutes early to your charms class, Professor Flitwick seemed to not be around and the heavy wooden door with the shining brass knob was sealed. You let your back slide down the cut stone wall and sat on the cold floor bringing your knees toward your chest, placing your books beside you. You took a deep breath and tried to relax, you where on your own now it was okay. Well, for the next 10 minutes at least, Draco was in your charms class. You picked up the smaller of the two books beside you and opened it to where the thick piece of red velvet led comfortably. You had always loved dragons ever since you where little, even before you knew you where a witch. They fascinated you, with their ability to destroy yet to be so beautiful. They were complex, misunderstood creatures and you planned on devoting your life to them. When you had found this old book in the library around a week ago you where so excited and you hadn't put the book down since, it had gone with you everywhere so far. But with all your studies and assignments you had only managed to read 367 pages of the 912 the book contained. You where always a quiet shy girl who enjoyed books more than people and enjoyed dragons more than both. "In the late 19th century, Vipertooth numbers once went on an alarming increase and became a serious threat to wizards and Muggles alike. The disease Dragon Pox was originally contracted by wizards working closely with Peruvian Vipertooths, before becoming a widespread wizarding disease." You read aloud quietly to yourself in no more than a soft whisper.

"So you like dragons do you?" You quickly closed your book startled. That voice, that warm voice. You slowly looked up, gripping tightly to your book. It was Draco, just Draco. He was leaning against the wall across from you staring down the corridor, his hands in his pockets a soft smirk on his face. God his sharp jawline. A single lock of hair had fallen astray and sat perfectly just above his brow. He turned his head to face you and looked deep into your eyes and he used his hand to smooth over his hair picking up the stray lock as he did so. You could feel your cheeks burning as he stared. You quietly nodded brushing a lock of your own hair behind your ear. You mustered a small fragile smile. He stepped closer and crouched down to level his face with yours. A wave of his cologne hit you, god he smelt so good. "May I see?" He asked softly placing out one hand toward you. You nodded shyly once again handing over the old worn out book. He flipped open to the page you where reading before he startled you. "Huh, Peruvian Vipertooth?" Draco chuckled, "My father took me to see some dragons for my 7th birthday, I was terrified, my father nudged me and told me to grow up." He smiled softly and handed you back the book. "I did as I was told and grew to be less afraid, the Antipodean Opaleye was my favorite, so beautiful." He sighed "It resides in valleys, which is unusual as dragons typically reside on mountains. It is considered one of the most beautiful dragons, and thankfully one of the least vicious as it favours sheep over human meat." He smiled again "But I suppose you already know all this." He seemed almost bashful. There was a small red tint in the pale boys cheeks as he moved his head to look down the corridor once again. You dug deep within yourself to find words, he was talking to you and now was your chance to respond. "No, I haven't reached that chapter yet" You replied shakily, looking down at your book. His head turned sharply back to you, his eyes grew dark and he smirked as he gently placed a finger under your jaw and lifted your head so you where looking at him again. "You're quite a shy one aren't you?" He taunted. You tell your cheeks must have gone incredibly red as the smirk on his face only got bigger. "Now tell me baby girl, how does someone as pretty as you end up alone so often?" He leaned in close to you. Your heart was pounding, your stomach knotting. "I've had my eye on you for awhile, Little Dragon." He whispered into your ear. You let out a small whimper.

The door that was previously locked opened with a small creek and the sound of footsteps and laughter approached around the corner. Draco moved back his head, his warm breath on your neck gone. He stood up from his crouching position, and walked into the dimly lit class room. Leaving you sat on the floor dazed and flustered as other students began to enter the charms class.

Chapter Two ~

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#coffee #shop #fluff

Prompts: @imakeaesthetics Authors: @queenofthyme

Sorry, I’m late,” Harry said as he hurriedly tied on his apron. “I swear it was the tube this - What? What’s wrong?”

Harry took in his boss’s expression and realised he wasn’t in trouble for being late. If anything, it was his boss that looked apologetic.

“I need you to train our new barista,” Tonks said, a weak smile not quite reaching her eyes.

“Of course,” Harry answered automatically. He had trained new staff before. It wasn’t too hard as long as the cafe wasn’t overrun with customers. And it was only a Tuesday. “Are they here yet?”

Tonks jerked an arm behind her and stepped to the side so Harry could see. Leaning on the counter by the cafe’s coffee machine was a tall, blonde-haired man with pointy features and long limbs. He was wearing the standard cafe apron over a three piece suit and a crisp white shirt secured with silver cufflinks. Despite the cups piling up next to the machine left by the register staff, he didn’t appear interested in fulfilling any orders.

“He’s…a little difficult,” Tonks explained, “But he’s my cousin and I promised his mother I’d get him a job. I’ve been trying to teach him but he’s testing my patience. Can you please take him off my hands so I can do some accounting? Please?”

Harry looked the man up and down. The phrase ‘fish out of water’ came to mind…“He doesn’t look like he needs a job.”

“He didn’t. Until last week. His parents were just jailed for fraud and embezzlement. They lost everything.”

Harry supposed he should feel sorry for the man, losing his parents, losing his money all in one go. But when the man stood there, with a snotty, disinterested expression, dressed in the most inappropriate clothes, that a month of Harry’s shifts still wouldn’t cover, it was hard to feel anything but resentment.

He sighed and nodded at Tonks. “I’l teach him,” he agreed.

Tonks actually jumped with relief - making Harry immediately regret his decision - and clapped Harry on the shoulder appreciatively before wasting no time in rushing back into the office in the cafe kitchens.

Harry took a deep breath and rolled his shoulders back. He could handle a snotty rich kid. He headed over quickly, conscious of the mounting coffee orders.  

“Hey, I’m Harry,” he said on approach, holding out a hand. The man stared at it, his expression unchanging. “This is the part where you tell me your name and we shake hands,” Harry prompted.

The man’s lip curled. “Malfoy. Draco Malfoy,” he said, still making no move to shake.

Harry lowered his hand, already understanding why Tonks had taken the opportunity to run away when she did. “So, what do you know about coffee?” He asked.

That got a reaction. The man - Draco - pushed off the counter and stood up straight, staring down at Harry pointedly. “I’m not a moron. I know how to make coffee.”

Harry blinked back up at Draco for a moment. He hadn’t noticed from afar how impossibly grey the man’s eyes were.

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This is adorable

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Oops!

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This is the best thing I've seen today

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i rly hate when flies rub their hands together. what the fuck are you planning you little asshole you have a lifespan of like 3 days

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Teach me a lesson.

Chapter one.

Drarry smut! Draco needs to teach Harry a *very* important lesson in the prefects bathroom at 6pm that night sharp.

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Warning: Sexual content, witchcraft, daddy kink, possible bad language, bondage, blah, blah, blah, all that naughty stuff and probably other stuff ill forget to mention... enjoy.

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Harry walked up to small Slytherin group out in the yard with fire in his eyes that only burned for Draco "Is that a wand in your pants, or are you just happy to see me?" Draco glared back "Who do think you are potter?!" he spat back marching towards Harry and grabbing him by the scruff of his collar on his cloak dragging him behind a slightly chipped and warn down pillar holding up the old building known as Hodwarts. He could hear Crab, Goyle and the other members of his group whooping, shouting and encouraging him to "teach Potter a lesson". Harry stared deep into Draco's cold eyes, with the fire still burning in his own. "What the hell do you think you're playing at Potter?" Draco spat once more, "Do you want them to find out!" A bead of sweat crept down the left side of Draco's brow, his lip quivering slightly - like a nervous tick if you will. Harry began to smirk, the fire only getting stronger, his eyes getting darker and hungrier. If anyone found out about him and Harry, god if his father found out about him and Harry! He'd be killed, even if it meant his father being sent to Azkaban. He was never very caring or understanding, just a stone cold figure to try follow and respect. "Hey calm down I was only having a bit of fun" Harry said softly noticing Draco's discomfort and panic, brushing a fallen stand of pearl blond hair from his face lovingly. Draco looked around him to make sure no one was present or able to see them. He sighed deeply, emptying his lungs. "What am I gonna do with you?" He said smiling weakly. Harry smiled a devilish smile, the fire returning, the caring aura vanishing. "Well your so called 'friends' back there said something about teaching me a lesson.." Harry smirked. Draco now sharing the same fire that possessed Harry, "Prefects bathroom, 6:00pm?" "Ooo breaking rules, I love it" Harry grinned back. "And I love you" Replied Draco, grabbing Harry's chin and harshly pressing his own lips against Harry's. "God you're so hot when you're rough, I'll see you later then at 6:00pm for a swim" Harry winked, throwing up a bright green apple in which Draco caught. He then began to make his way back to the Gryffindor common room, fantasising about what was about to occur in less than 2 hours. Draco slowly returned to his group of friends with a soft smile, dazed mind and a fire between his legs. "What took you so long?" Asked Goyle, "You could've fucked him twice over in that amount of time." Draco's face suddenly went from a pale ivory to flourished red, another bead of sweat filled with secrecy made its way down his burning face. He clenched his hand around the apple Harry had given him for comfort, digging his nails into its crisp, fresh flesh. "Wait a minute, are you fucking potter" Goyle asked, narrowing his eyes and staring with force, as if he was looking into Draco himself, Impatiently waiting for a response. Draco's heart began to race, his mind now an incomprehensible maze, trying to search for an escape. A droplet of sweat falling from his chin, his breathing ridged. "Well are you?!" Goyle asked with more force, stepping closer to Draco. Draco was brought back to his senses and tried to somewhat compose himself, "Of course I'm not, you blithering idiot! What do you take me for?" He snapped. The rest of the group were staring at the two of them, shocked trying to understand what was just asked and whether or not to believe the response Draco gave. There was silence. "Now if you'd excuse me I'm going back to the common room, I'm not feeling well" Draco said calmly, turning on his heel, his cloak rippling with each step as he marched back to the Slytherin common room. Goyle's eye twitched as he watched him walk away, himself then turning and walking away in another direction as he grunted. The other left in silence with only their thoughts.

Chapter Two ~ Coming Soon.

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Wow

Okay…he’s cute. I don’t care. He’s precious and I like it. Boi. Damn. #crushproblems