Draco Malfoy.

25. Former Slytherin. (a mature Dramione rp)

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((I happened to stumble across your blog when you tagged something in the dramione tag, and I just kind of glanced through your rps- and holy shit, you play Draco brilliantly. I don't think I've seen anybody else who has done a better Draco. Congrats! :) ))

OOC: OH MY GOODNESS THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!! I cherish these messages, and it makes me (and my rp partner granger-enchanted) so so so happy! 

(a sexy Draco for you & everyone because if I could, I would use this gif for everything)

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Is Hermione Granger your girlfriend? Since when?

She is—strange, isn’t it? A lot has happened since then, so it feels like a couple of years or weeks. But I’m pretty sure it’s only been a couple months. 

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Only You

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She watched him break-crumble before her eyes, the sound of the lapping ocean behind her, the saltiness of the sea wafting into the air around her, filling her lungs as she watched him fall apart before her eyes. All the progress they’d made was gone to hell with the whisper of a few venomous words. 

There was nothing she could say, if only he could see himself the way she did. The way his body radiated and shook with anger, the strength that came from his body was impressive to say the least, but he wouldn’t hear her. She knew to him he was alone in that room. She hiccuped sadly, their vacation ruined, the sound releasing from her body in a gasp of despair, and he turned. 

And saw her. 

She watched the emotions register, the color in his eyes changing noticeably, softening with realization. She wiped at her eyes softly with the back of her hand, her lips parting to offer him some sort of comfort, but he was in front of her. 

He was against her, his body pressed against her own, wrapped around her, consuming her. 

She no longer smelled the ocean, the only sound that filled her ears was the desperate sound of his breathing. Her fingers tangled into his hair, as she covered his top lip with his own, placing one gentle kiss against him. As if to offer an apology.

Her tongue pushed past the barrier of his lips, coaxing at his own as her fingers tightened their hold on his hair, anchoring her to him as she pressed herself more firmly against him, his body shadowing her own, to show him that all she needed at that moment was him. 

That he was enough.

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He could be strong--for her. And he would prove it. He would prove it at his weakest, in the way he knew best.

Cupping her face, Draco returned the kiss with fervor, holding her flush against him. A soft, needy sigh reached his ears. He couldn't--wouldn't open his eyes. He knew what he would see. He would see her in her in earnest. Her eyes reflecting something he couldn't understand--yet. So instead, Draco deepened the kiss as if he was trying to discover the emotions buried deep within his twisted heart. That unnamed emotion spurred his arousal, faster than lust. Closing his eyes even tighter, he reached down, yanking up the soft cotton of her dress, until his fingers gripped the underside of her thigh, hooking her leg around his. 

With a groan, Draco's cock pulsed with need, and his hips ground into the warm apex of her thighs. He would show her his strength--that she didn't have to tiptoe around him--not now. The bed behind him, Draco gently pushed her onto the mattress, not once separating his lips from hers. His hips slowly grinding into hers, Draco moved her flimsy knickers to the side, unable to help the guttural groan as his fingers grazed the wetness of her inner thigh. Catching his breath, Draco buried his face in the crook of her neck. Finally, he let himself open his eyes because if he looked into hers--Draco knew he didn't stand a chance. 

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Only You

As soon as Draco felt his feet hit the wooden floor with a dull thud, he tore himself away from the gentle yet firm grasp she had on his arm and stormed off to the other side with a growl. 

"I was doing better! We were doing better, Granger!" 

Draco thought he knew anger when he couldn't walk for days. Hell, he thought he was angry when he was bloody attacked years ago, crippling his lower-half. But Draco knew he made significant progress. He was walking around on his own. He was finally piecing the fragments of his confidence together. He thought he saw a sliver of fucking hope--promise--anything after the excruciating process of physical therapy. But this one encounter, with those bastards Zabini and Nott, tore apart the semblance of normalcy Draco had achieved.

Draco wanted to scream; he wanted to punch the wall until his knuckles bled; he wanted to go back to the Manor and sink back into the darkness--just like he had been doing the last five years.

But Draco heard something--a small breath, barely audible over his own.

Slowly, he willed his body to turn, and there was Granger. His Granger, eyes wide with emotions he couldn't comprehend staring right past his anger and frustration and into something deeper. What was it about this petite witch that could make him forget about his past and inabilities? And all of the sudden, through no grand gestures or actions, Draco knew that only one thing was clear within the foggy depths of his mind: Granger.

Right then, in the quaint little cottage, He saw her--her chest rising and falling; her cheeks flushed and lips slightly parted, from the rapid unfolding of events; her feet rooted to the wooden floor. And Draco knew that for once, he would have to go to her. His heart pounding, Draco fixed his eyes upon the witch and marched towards her. Until she was close enough. Close enough for him to wrap an arm around her waist and crush her against his chest--desperately holding onto the only thing he knew to be real and true.   

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Malfoy Love, can you describe your feelings for Granger?

As you can imagine, they’re complicated. But my feelings for Granger are—real.

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Seems like something Granger would fancy.

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" You Malfoy just need to stop, or I will withhold particular things if you aren’t careful." 

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I'm sure I could convince you--one way or another, Granger.

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" Generally speaking, no. I’m actually not too fond of the Holidays. But I figured I’d make an effort, and its lipstick Malfoy, you know I do wear it from time to time." 

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I do know what lipstick is. I was merely making an observation. It's not as if I don't see hints of rouge on my fair complexion after a bit of snogging.

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Sup asshole. do you love Granger?

Talking to me like that won’t get you anywhere.

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Happy New Years Draco! 

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Always one for festivities, aren't you?

Happy New Years to you too, Granger. 

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Granger?

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" Because it isn’t worth being upset over Draco. You need to just let it go." 

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The things they said about you--about me--my mother. Believe it or not, I didn't know they wanted me dead.

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Granger?

Nothing ever seems to go right…does it.

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" No, I suppose it doesn’t. Don’t worry so much about it though. Honestly. Nothing I’ve never heard before, I’m fine….you're fine. That’s all that matters. "

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How could you be fine? The things they said...I don't care if you've heard it before. There's no reason for you to hear such things--ever. 

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Granger?

Nothing ever seems to go right...does it.

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Which Beatles song was it??? :)

Granger’s going to be mad…because I can’t remember. Dammit.

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Dark Paradise

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Hermione watched the man across from her from over Draco’s shoulder, and just by the smoldering look he was sending she knew this confrontation would not end well. She could feel her fingers twitch, tempted to disparate them out of the mens presence, but Hermione knew the consequences that would follow should she choose to fight Draco’s battles, and the ultimate humiliation he would face. 

And judging by the other mans face, Hermione could only imagine the venom that was brewing beneath the surface. ” Oh fuck off Malfoy, we are done bowing down to you. All throughout school you thought you were better than us, and now you’ve paid that price. It’s really a pity whomever it was that did this didn’t finish you off. The world would be quite the better place without the likes of families like the Malfoy’s.” 

The witch could feel her stomach drop, her fingers tightening around Draco’s hand, pushing herself gently up onto her toes. ” Lets just go Draco…” She added calmly, trying not to sound upset at the comments that had been made. She just wanted to enjoy her time with him, and of all the places to run into someone it had to be here, on their vacation. 

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Draco was going to walk away. He had learned over the time spent with Granger. Sometimes, there were moments you had to walk away from--no matter how badly you wanted to beat it to the ground. Just as he was going to drag Granger into the nearest restaurant, Draco's stomach twisted and temper flared as soon as he heard the venomous voice. For a moment, Draco was speechless. Quickly shutting his mouth, Draco clenched his jaws and let go of Granger's hand.

Draco stormed up to Nott, forcing the wizard to back up against the bricked wall and shoved him--hard. It was as if an invisible source of strength surged through his body as Draco clenched his hands into fists and clocked Nott right in the nose with a sharp crack. Satisfied with the groan from the other man, Draco grabbed the collar of Nott's shirt, forcing him to stay on his feet.

"Fuck you, Nott. Fuck. You."

Draco let go and watched as Nott stumbled, Blaise quickly attending to his friend. Before he could hear the slew of curses and insults, Draco briskly walked towards Granger, suddenly tired.

"Apparate us out, Granger--now."

As he took her hand in his, he could see the pain in her eyes. Why couldn't they have just one day--one, dare he say, happy day, together? Resting his head against hers, not caring if people were still staring, he said with a sigh, "I'm sorry you had to see that. Let's go." 

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Dark Paradise

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Hermione knew her comment of Draco’s eyes meant more to him than he was leading on to, she could see it in his body language. And when he asked her the color of his eyes at that moment, without even looking she just knew, and he knew, and she didn’t have to answer. 

They were walking along, albeit slowly, but not obviously so, simply like a couple enjoying the scenery around them. There was no doubt the location was tranquil, and Hermione knew they needed the escape, to enjoy time away from the familiar bubble she’d been brought into. When he joked of the fact all they seemed to eat was Chinese food, the witch gave the blond a good swat, pointing a warning finger in his direction. 

"I like Chinese. Before I took you on as a patient and I worked at the hospital, I was lucky if I remembered to eat at all. And that place is always open, so it made my life a bit easy. And I don’t remember you ever complaining, or acting as if you were starving." 

Trying to make a serious face, Hermione turned her head upwards, continuing their slow paced walk towards directions unknown. 

Hermione was so caught up in everything else around her that she didn’t notice Draco conversing until venom filled his tone, her eyes flickering upwards to the pair she recognized from school.

Theodore Nott, and Blaise Zabini. 

Hermione could feel Draco’s grip on her hand tighten, her eyes widening when she realized a confrontation was inevitable. 

" Fraternizing with Mudbloods now Malfoy? What would your Father say? And your Mother? I’m sure she hates it as much, but knowing your Mother, she’ll accept it, simply because of how cold you can be. But I bet you she weeps every night." 

Hermione didn’t know where such words would come from, from what she knew both of the men had been more on the neutral side during the war, but it was evident they either disliked her, or were simply upset by Draco’s accusations, and were pointing their dislike in her direction. 

Squeezing the blonds hand, Hermione simply shook her head, it wasn’t the first or the last time she’d been called that name, and after so many years, it was simply unaffecting. Tilting her head up, she tried to direction Draco’s attention down, towards her, instead of the two idiots before them. 

" Come on Draco, lets go. Just ignore them." She whispered quietly, hoping he would take her queue. 

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Draco had never understood the stupid phrase--seeing red. He definitely understood it now. As soon as Nott hurled insults towards Granger--and--and his mother, Draco would have none of it. His blood boiled, and it was suddenly too warm. The cooling breeze of the quaint town did nothing but steadily fuel the fire of contempt brewing in his veins.

Granger's gentle but firm tug at his arm was felt--but only for a fleeting moment. Then the word mudblood rang through his ears. Surely Nott wasn't still talking. How could they say such things to her? When she did them no wrong? Her gentle voice couldn't assuage his anger. Draco could feel the former-Slytherins' gaze on his hand intertwined with Granger's--and they had the audacity to bring his mother into this?

A wave of energy surged through his body. With strong, determined steps he hadn't taken in years, Draco--gripping Granger's hand a little tighter--marched right up to the disdainful pair. Draco stepped in front of Granger; no matter how strong he felt now, he knew that he wouldn't have the strength if it weren't for her next to him.

Draco whispered dangerously, jabbing a finger into Nott's chest, "Don't you dare say that word again--Nott." Standing tall, Draco leaned in closer, "And my mother--you will never disrespect her like that in front of me or anyone else. She has shown you nothing but kindness in the past and is this how you show gratitude? I should be the one angry--hurling insults--because you two never once visited me or even bothered to check in on me. So shut the fuck up, Nott. You best not say anything unless it's an apology to Hermione Granger--my girlfriend. Right. Now."

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Forgive me if someone had already asked this: what is your and Hermione's song?

I don’t think someone has asked this before; this is a good question. I’m—um—not sure if Granger would consider this our song, but I do remember her singing something by the Beetles? Beatles? when she first became my Healer. It was quite nice, but I can’t seem to remember the title.