𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐄 ✔︎ ━ 𝖬𝖠𝖫𝖥𝖮𝖸

⚓︎ 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙍𝙚𝙨𝙪𝙡𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝘾𝙝𝙤𝙞𝙘𝙚𝙨 ⚓︎

Draco's hand around my neck hand pulled away and back onto the couch, where his fingers dug into the fabric. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as he pushed further and further.

Just as I thought things couldn't get any better, he hit the perfect spot. I wailed in pleasure, arching my back as he continued. "Beg for it." He growled, the words trailing from his lips with need.

He kept edging and edging me. I knew he wouldn't stop until I begged. I gave him my best puppy dog eyes. "Please Draco, please, ple-" I cut off my own words as a surge of beautiful pleasure flooded my body. "Draco!" I yelled, digging my fingers into his shoulder.

He was panting at this point, desperate for breath. He seemed to like the fact that I had screamed his name. His pupils were dilated; staring down at me with immense intensity.

"You're such a good girl for me." He smiled down at me, grabbing my hair with his hand. I looked up at him and smiled. "I know." I said with a hint of mischief.

"We should really stop. The ball will be ending soon, and getting caught would get us both expelled." He whispered, littering a few kisses onto my cheek. I nodded and watched him as he pulled out and suited up into his clothes.

"I really hate you, a lot." I said, slipping into my red silk gown. He nodded and laced up his belt, looking at me for a few moments. "I hate you even more." He said, buttoning his collared shirt together.

And just like that, he was gone, disappeared into the darkness. I sunk into the cushions of the sofa, watching the fire in the fireplace dance around. My whole body ached.

I sat on the edge of the sofa, lost in thought. Draco was sure right about one thing; I definitely wouldn't be able to move for at least a day.

As I watched the fire dance around, the common room door slammed open, a heavy breathing Draco standing in the threshold. "We have to leave. Now." He said with a scratchy voice, walking further into the common room.

"What? Why?" I asked, looking over at him, brows knitted together. He was distraught, pacing around the room, clutching his wand like a lifeline.

"All the students at the ball have been ordered to go home immediately- there's a threat to the school." He said evenly, turning to me wild cold eyes.

I steadied myself against the couch, then stared at Draco, watching as he looked as if he was trying to decide what on earth to do. "What kind of threat?" I asked with a confused tone.

"A dark one. A bad one. Students have been going missing since the ball. We have to leave. Now." He said, walking over to me. He grabbed my upper arm with his cold hand, steadying me as I tried to stand.

Before I could ask where we were going, he casted a spell. "Apparition." He said calmly. For a moment, all was normal. I was standing in the Gryffindor common room, next to a warm, burning fireplace.

But the next time I blinked, we were in a completely different place. A cold structure with pillars lining the walls, a high ceiling, black couches and chairs, and a fireplace that didn't burn.

"Where are we?" I asked, looking around with wide eyes. From here— what I assumed was the living room— I could see a kitchen and a hallway, but nothing else. The house itself had many walls.

"Malfoy Manor. I brought you here so you wouldn't have to go back to London." He said, leading me to one of the couches. I took a seat on the black leather, crossing my legs as I stared at him- watching as he paced around with an unreadable expression.

"Students have been going missing since the ball started. Alex, Amber, Sofia. They all left to go get something but never came back. Dumbledore thinks the Death Eaters are bribing kids as hostages." He said firmly, refusing to make eye contact with me.