Armena Riddle-Lestrange
"So what time are we leaving Friday?" Pansy asked.
I watch as Draco lets out a long groan, rubbing his hands over his face. I didn't want to go to Malfoy manor and neither did he. He tried his best to hide his fear but I could see it. Not only see it, I could sense it as if our minds were connected. I could almost feel the anxiety and tension running through his veins.
"Portkey, common room at six" he muttered.
I bit my lip, watching as the tensions around the table grew stronger. Draco could feel it too because he quickly looked to Naomi, giving her an apologetic glance.
"Naomi, you know I would welcome you into my home but—"
"You don't need to explain yourself Draco it's really okay" Naomi gave him a soft smile, "besides, I have a thousand end of term things to do, so I am a little bit thankful at this moment that I am muggle born and not some pureblood freaks like you lot."
Oliver leaned over and wrapped his arm around Naomi protectively, pulling her into his chest.
"Yeah us purebloods have all the pressures of living up to our family names, while you find out magically at age eleven that you are a witch. Then wham bam you are now in a fucked up world you didn't even know existed. I'm telling you honestly, that you have it easier than we do" Oliver chuckles.
"Armena told me the same thing" she wiggles out of Oliver's grasp.
Everyone's attention turned to me. I quickly waved off Naomi's comment, not wanting to take all the attention away from her loving boyfriend's kind sentiments.
"I'm pretty sure I just asked if you wanted to trade lives" I said, biting my cheek.
"Oh look! Mails here" Naomi squeaked.
Thousands of birds flew into the great hall, swarming the area. A bunch of letters came down nearby. Naomi, Ollie and Blaise all reached up grabbing their parcels and letters from home. I looked up, noticing a letter falling down from my owls mouth.
"Odd..." I muttered.
I reached up grabbing the expensive parchment, flipping it over carefully. An ornate M wax seal was placed on the tip of the folds. I glanced up to Draco who was leaning on the table, carefully watching me. I ripped open the envelope and began reading the parchment.
Oh.
I felt my palms begin to prickle with anticipation and nervousness. My eyes scanned the expensive parchment paper again, reading the note quickly.
A,
Seems that ever since our little rendezvous, I can't get you off of my mind. I can't stop thinking about what we did in the library the other day. I constantly crave the way you taste on my tongue. How you can just come apart just by my hands under your skirt. If our friends only knew the dirty things that we did. If I could bend you over this table right now and have my way with you I would. When you come around me it's unlike anything I have ever experienced.
Please come to my room later, I need to see you.
D
"What do you have there" Pansy glanced over my shoulder.
I quickly slapped Draco's letter to my chest.
"It's nothing," I muttered.
Feeling my cheeks burn again, as the blood flooded them. I glanced up at Draco who was smirking smugly at me.
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