XXI
My class transfer got approved, quite to my own surprise. It raised a lot of questions between quite a few people, not that it's any of their business but Snape seemed the most concerned of all. Since he'd been tasked with keeping a stern eye on me the sudden change spooked him slightly.
It took quite some convincing that I was doing it simply in my own interests and that it had nothing to do with the mission. "Remain certain of this Mr Malfoy, if the task is not fulfilled then we will all feel the wrath, and the knock on effects it will produce."
A simple "Shut up Severus.." shut it down quickly. His cover was just as at risk by my now knowing of his allegiance to the Dark Lord as well as my own. We weren't teacher and student any longer, we were comrades, partners in crime almost. I could just as easily fuck him over too, and he knew it.
My first advanced Herbology lesson of the week was nothing short of torturous. I absolutely detest the smell of soil, it's quite literal dirt. It gets beneath your fingernails and lingers there until you pick it out.
Nobody I knew well was here, except Longbottom, but even then.. nobody I would choose to spend time with was here either except y/n who to no surprise was late. The seated area of the green house was no more comfortable than the lined tables we have to stand at for our practical lessons.
Wholly, and without doubt, I had made a massive mistake. Again. Might have to start making a list at the rate I'm going.
Until the shuffling sounds of someone entering, fifteen minutes late behind me irritated me to my breaking point. So much so I had nearly considered getting up and leaving.. until I smelt it.
The perfume. And then the thud of a satchel being dropped before the chair beside me screeched outwards with a piercing loudness that had me shudder. As though a sheer knife had just been scored across a porcelain plate, the wooden legs tore in to the slated stone beneath my feet.
"Well, well, well, looky what we have here."
I kept my eyes ahead of me to avert her smug gaze. "Didn't have you down as much of a gardener Malfoy."
"Do you mind I'm trying to do my coursework."
"Oh right okay so what you're trying to do is explain how the incubation period for a Gibber Clove is thirteen and a half hours exactly yeah?" She dropped down her quill obnoxiously, knowing it would irritate. In fact, that is exactly why she decided to sit next to me even though there were several other free desks. "Yes exactly, so if you don't mind just get on with your own work.."
"I am, and I'm doing it correctly. Unlike some."
I caved in, craning my neck to peer over her soft arm. The incubation period was in fact thirteen and a half days. Mother fucking fuck. My split second decision to switch to a subject I barely care for might just cost me an entire years grading by the looks of things.
"Simple mistake, easily rectified."
"Hm that sounded personal," she whispered and teased beside me. "I think mistakes are the best part of life. Everyone makes them, but most never own them."
Her quill tip scratched against the parchment slowly and hazardly, if she pressed any harder it would of snapped. That was when I noticed the formation of an inked penis starting to take place below her notes. "What are you doing? Do your fucking work y/n?"
"Don't feel at liberty to tell me what I can and cannot do, not unless I'm on my knees in front of you anyway."
My glare was stunned, my words stolen, but the fire of lust in the pit of my stomach sparked.
"This has absolutely nothing to do with-"
She always cuts me off mid-sentence, its becoming a habit, a hobby, and it's always precisely timed for perfect execution. "You moved classes because you like me, I'm not stupid. Don't treat me like a fool and I won't speak to you like one."
"I just wasn't getting on well in Arithmancy," I grit through a clenched jaw, continuing to make notes that were amounting to nothing of substance no matter how hard I tried. "I didn't even know you were in Herbology when I asked."
"Righto then MAlfOy."
"Can you not?!" My palm thudded between us, causing her to flinch a little. The rest of the class looked back for a few seconds before averting their attention again. "Is there a problem Mr Malfoy?"
"Don't feel well Professor sprout can I go to the infirmary please?"
She dwelled on the thought for a second, assessing my frustration before nodding and pointing to the door way. I wasted no time at all in swooping my things together. Although as I rose up to leave so did y/n. "I'll go with him Professor, to make sure he's okay."
"No you fucking won't," I whispered as I leant behind her. "Fucking try and stop me."
It were a peculiar atmosphere having everyone watch as I stomped off followed by y/n who was fumbling her things carelessly back in to her satchel. And once out in to the halls we stalled at an empty corner. "What was that all about?"
"Why'd you move in to my class?"
"I told you why, I didn't think you'd cause a scene like that but now I think about it why would I have expected anything less from you?"
Her baby teeth showed out as she feigned a sarcastic laugh. "You're so fucking transparent. We fuck not once, but twice, you turn up at mine outside of school hours, suddenly Higgs is blanking me and then I walk in to find you perched in my Herbology class?"
"Yeah and?"
"And.. Do you even realise you're doing the things that you do?"
"Meaning?"
"Meaning, just be totally honest with me and then we won't have a problem, I know you're up to something."
Nausea hit me like a tidal wave, and my stance froze. Because if she knows that I'm up to something so dark then not only is it over for me, but then she's implicated.
"I'm not up to anything y/n.. Honestly.."
I didn't know silence could be so loud and prominent. Our eyes were locked in a brutal stand off, until I felt the softness of her hand slip in to mine that hung beside me.
"Is this because I backed away from you New Years Eve? When you tried to kiss me? Because I wasn't trying to make you feel like shit, I just wanted to prove a point that I'm not some fuck toy and I won't be treated as such either."
"I don't think that y/n, I told you what I said to Higgs was just to offend him and not you. It's common knowledge that I'm a bit of a man whore so if anything it should be me pleading my case here, not you."
Y/n gave a sympathetic yet amused look, tilting her head with a grin. "A man-whore?"
"Apparently so.."
I broke our contact and shoved passed to keep walking before the conversation ended up in some sort of stupid comparison or slinging match.
If boys could get periods then I'd for sure be on mine, my emotions felt all over the place more so this week than any. Since Christmas break I'd become and internalised clichΓ© chaotic mess.
"Oi where you going? The Infirmary is the other way?"
"Just to get some air or something, I dunno," I shrugged before swinging back around in the other direction. Stress lingered in my temples and the fact I could feel her watching me from afar only made it worse. If she'd of just kissed me on New Years then maybe I wouldn't feel this way at all. Because at least then I'd know where I stood.
I'd stopped to linger and lean against one of the arched beams to catch a breath, welcoming a light breeze blowing over my face and catching the moisture of a nervous sweat on my neck.
Only then again was the smell of nature interrupted by the familiar stench of perfume again.
And not a second after turning, y/n hurled herself at me; pushing me spine to brick against the arch, both of her hands in my hair and a hard planted kiss from her lips to mine.
It stalled, whilst we both considered what had happened and how, even why. The sound of our mouths pulling back in to a slow and strained smooch preceded both of our breaths labouring.
Heartbeat hammering in my ears as the heat of it painted itself on my cheeks I managed to heave out some simple words. "What was that for y/n?"
"Because you're too pussy, to say it or do something about it so one of us has to."
"Say what?"
Her shoulders rolled back, eyes twinkling up at me. "For some weird fucking reason you want me. I mean it makes sense, the laws of attraction. I'm wild and fucked in the head, you're the epitome of self control and service."
"Right?" I didn't deny it, didn't even come close to trying. "Well, I want you as well. There's no point trying to explain it is there?"
"I've seen the way you look at me.... I look at you the same way too, you just never quite catch it in time to notice."
I felt like my entire body had melted in to a puddle right there and then, Merlin knows how I'd of been scooped up from the floor if it had. What do I even say back?
"Y/n I----"
Panic, panic, panic. She's so straight forward, and I thought so was I until now but I'm halted in complete disbelief. Not at the fact that she likes me too, because I know I'm hot, but I'd not exactly made the best of impressions with her a majority of the time.
"Are you sure? Or have you had a potion or something? I don't mean that in a bad way but I'm just, what about Higgs? Surely you'd not like me? Not after the stupid shit I've done?"
She rose to her toes again, curling her lip as the tip of her nose brushed on mine; teeth just about edging from her grin. "I told you, I want you. So..." She murmured a shallow hum. "Can I have you?"
"Fuck," I whispered, still backed against the stone so hard my heels were digging in to the corner. "Have me, take me, use me, keep me. Whatever you need, just take it, take all of it."
The admittance spilled from me like a projectile, maybe that made me pathetic; but at least it wasn't another lie.
That electric that I'm unable to describe when we're together was buzzing all around us, although invisible and undetectable to any passer by; it was surging.
"Your dorm, or my dorm?" She whispered. "What about lunch, lessons finish in twenty minutes?"
"I'm not that hungry, well for food anyway. Some skin on skin with hot puffs of breath hitting the back of my neck.. well I'm starving for that."
I felt a palpitation crawl up my throat from my chest. My cock was hard, although luckily tucked to my leg and her nipples were pebbled, only just visibly protruding through her shirt as she arched in to me. "So, who's dorm? DrACo MAlfOy?"
Fanning her breath on my neck, I saw my eyelids hood down as her hand travelled up the inside of my leg. Not only was it the middle of the day, but we were in the middle of the corridors, possibly seconds away from any student or teacher stumbling upon us.
"Maybe now we can exchange real Christmas presents, a little late, but better late than never?"
A quick scan with my eyes confirmed a closet several feet down to our left, and my throat dipped dryly as I announced exactly what I was about to do to her and where as I yanked her closer, torso glued to mine, her balance on her tippy toes just about waivering.
"Get in that closet over there, bend over the nearest flat surface you can find and if I don't follow behind and find your underwear hanging from your ankles as you wait for me, reaching down between your hips to play with yourself slightly.. then we're gonna need a bit more than a muffliato to keep your howls from piercing right through this entire floor of the castle."