Draco's POV
"Do you have to go back soon?"
Aster was currently cuddled up by my side, her arm wrapped loosely around my torso.
"No" I mumbled back. I left my eyes closed, indulging in the way her body's warmth made me feel calm and sleepy.
She was silent for a minute, so I opened one eye and turned my head to look at her. Her eyes were drawn down to her hand splayed on my stomach, she was biting her lip, her nose scrunched up and her eyebrows furrowed.
"What's up?"
Her green eyes flicked up and settled on mine, instantly the furrowed eyebrows disappeared and was replaced with a shy smile.
"Can you stay the night?"
A pink tint painted her round cheeks and I smiled at her timidity. You rarely saw Aster so unsure of herself, and as much as I loved her brutal self-confidence, these moments felt real and sobering.
"That was the plan" I grin.
This makes her eyes light up and her lips turn into a sultry smirk.
"You were planning this were you?" she teased.
"Very much so" I moved my head back to the pillow and closed my eyes again, letting my smile stay very much wide and almost cringe-worthy for her to see.
"Won't your parents wonder where you are?"
"Nope. They don't care what I do with my spare time. As long as it's not damaging our pure-blood name" I tried to keep the spite out of my tone but it was evidently there and I felt Aster's grip on my torso tighten as she buried her head into the space between my head and shoulders.
I could smell the sweet sandalwood of her perfume, her hair tickled my nose but the warmth she radiated into my skin was too comforting for me to move.
"What do they know about me?"
Her voice was muffled, I could feel the words from her breath hit my bare skin on my shoulder.
"They know you're a Flint. That you're a half-blood." I paused for a moment.
"They know that you're incredibly smart."
I breathed in deeply, relishing in the scent of her before I continued.
"Your father mentioned how smart you are to my father. They know he taught you a lot of what he knows...."
"Did they mention anything about releasing my dad?" Aster asked, her body instantly tensed against mine.
"Yes" I gulped.
Instantly, she rose. I opened my eyes to find her towering over me, her eyes narrowed, her lips pursed.
"Why didn't you tell me before?" She snapped.
Fuck.
"I don't know, we got distracted"
She laughed. But not in a friendly manner, it was more of a manic laugh, one that surprisingly scared me.
I pushed myself up into a sitting position, and turned my body to face hers.
"Distracted? Don't you think telling me about my own dad is more important than sex?"
"I didn't mean we got distracted by sex Aster, Merlin" I pushed my hand through my hair anxiously, "I meant we got distracted by Blaise, and then we decided I was going to be a fucking traitor and risk my life for the good of the wizarding world and then I don't know, maybe I thought saying I love you for the first time to my girlfriend was more important than telling you that your father isn't going to be released until my father was sure you were safe for me to be with".
The words rushed out, bitter and all wrong.
"What?" she squeaked.
"Fuck, Aster. I mean- I was planning on telling you as soon as I told you about my father wanting to meet you. You father he's been let out of the cellar, he's been locked up in a spare room at my house. He's fine, he's healthy. I even got Winky to deliver him some of that tea you like. I don't think they want you on our side exactly, they only trust a few people" taking a deep breath I grab her hand in mine and squeeze tightly, "Only one of us will be a double-agent Ast, not you. With your Occlumency you can pretend you had no idea if I get caught. But they still need to trust you to an extent if we want to be together publicly".
She doesn't let go of my hand, which I take as a good thing.
"I have to tell you something"
Her voice is uneven, almost like its cracking under pressure. Her eyes look down at our hands and I suddenly feel like my lungs are going to concave.
"What?"
"I didn't just want to go public so we could kiss whenever" she shakes her free hand at this, like it was a stupid, childish thing to say, "I wanted my father back, and I told you that-" she quickly shoots her eyes to mine, green and blazing, "I wanted to try and do something with my 'gifts', I couldn't sit by and let my father die. So Blaise, Theo and I made a plan. Well I convinced them to go along with it...I wanted to be able to get into your house and set my dad free".
Her eyes are gazing back at our hands, like she's studying the ligaments and bones that are now almost agonizingly clenching my hand.
"I figured that was the case.."
This makes her head snap up. She looks at me confused.
"What?" she squeaks.
If it was any other moment, I probably would have laughed.
"You don't think I've thought all this through. I mean, I didn't plan to agree to become a double agent for fucks sake but I wasn't just going to let my girlfriends father rot in my cellar. I knew if we went public, my father would have to do something with your father. I was just banking on that something being good instead of...bad"
This times she laughs.
"What?" I can't help the smile that creeps up on the corner of my lip.
"Sometimes I forget you're a Slytherin too" She laughs.
I pull her towards me, grabbing her legs gently and swinging them over my lap so I can have her as close as I could.
"This is going to be really complicated and its so fucking risky its stupid, but if we're both on the same page we can do this. I mean its me and you, no one would suspect a thing. All I need to do is convince my father that you've got the same ideals as him."
"How do you know he won't recruit me too?"
She runs her hands on my forearm as she asks this question, her fingertips light against the black mark on my skin.
"He won't. I've already stressed to my father that you're focusing on your studies this year. I may have also mentioned you're more the housewife type than getting-into-the-action type"
Her eyes widen and a devilish smirk appears on her flushed face.
"That is so far from the truth" she chuckles.
"I know that, but if they perceive you as just a lowly house wife that wants to read books all day, they won't suspect that really you're kicking down doors to get your father to safety all while helping a traitorous bad boy gone good take down the most dangerous wizarding terrorist organisation in the world"
She laughs at this.
"Bad boy gone good?" her eyes glisten with humour.
I grab her hips and lift her up and back down on the bed. Towering over her, I lightly bite the space between her collarbone and neck.
"Mhm" I mumbled into her sweet skin.
"We're going to need a very complex and thorough plan to get away with this" she mumbles.
Her body goes soft beneath me, and I desperately want to continue my kisses from her neck all the way down her body.
"Do you think the Order will even trust me?" I whisper, unsure.
She nods beneath me and I catch her lips for a quick kiss, the pink swollenness tempting me too much. She grips my shoulders and pushes slightly, making me stop.
"The Order will grant you mercy, Blaise will make sure of it and if not, well then I'll make you take an unbreakable vow and you will be forced to comply to my every whim"
"Every whim?" I smirk, quickly brushing over the panicked thought of the Order not accepting me and being flung back into the circle of wolves waiting for me at home.
"Every fucking one" she breathes before pulling me and kissing me into oblivion.
