Harry Potter Imagines

Weasley D.M

"A Weasley? Is she fucking kidding me?" Draco's voice boomed through the hall, eyes attached to his girlfriends frame, watching her sit next to Fred Weasley, laughing at every stupid word, that spilled from their lips. Draco's friends were slightly chuckling, a nervous expression crossed their features as they saw him throw his books down on the grass, stalking up to her.

Y/N was toying with the black, golden and blue ends of her scarf, reflecting the colors of her house, barely listening to a word Fred was saying, mind wandering back to the early morning hours she had spent with Draco, wrapped in his arms, head pressed against his chest. "We could grab some butterbeers tomorrow, if you want?" Fred smiled at her, creeping even closer, "What?" she shook her head, falling out of her thoughts.

"Butterbeers? Me and you?" Fred repeated his words, slower this time, nervous chuckle fell from his lips, "Step away from my girlfriend" Draco spat. Both Y/N's and Fred head whipped towards Draco, "Uhm, girlfriend, what?" Fred stuttered. Draco and Y/N had tried to keep their relationship a secret, at least from most of the curious eyes, but in that moment he didn't care about letting the students know about them.

"Yes, girlfriend" Draco grasped Y/N's forearm, he tugged her against his chest, lips meeting hers, passionately moving in synch, only opening his eyes to watch Fred leave with a disgusted expression on his features. "Uhm, hi" Y/N mumbled, her cheeks were slightly flushed, staring at her boyfriend with wide eyes.

Draco pulled her through the hallways, Y/N had to be careful not to trip over her own two feet, he was way faster than she'd ever be. "Draco, slow down" Y/N whined, trying to grasp her books with one arm, a gasp fell from her lips as Draco abruptly came to a halt, pushing her against the cold wall, hand enclosing around her throat, "Flirting with a Weasley, really?" he spat, blinded by his jealously.

Deep down he knew, that his girl would never flirt with anybody else, especially not with Fred Weasley, but still, Draco was seeing red, blood singing in his ears. "I didn't flirt with him" she had her eyebrows furrowed together, "And you never will, you're mine, mine alone, is that clear?" he spoke with his jaw clenched, teeth pressed together, bright eyes taunting her.

She nodded her head "yes" following him down the hall, up to his own bedroom, placing her things down on his table. Draco pressed himself against her back, hands tugging her robe down, her scarf following shortly after.

"Fred Weasley could never worship your body like I do" Draco sucked a mark into her neck, unzipping her skirt as he did so. "Never would he even know how to properly touch you" he was still pressed against her, buttons of her blouse were falling apart as he ripped the fabric open.

The prince of Slytherin pushed her into his bathroom, she was only dressed in her underwear, pupils dilated, anticipation flooded through her, waiting for his next move. The fabric of his sweater brushed against her skin, made goosebumps appear, eyes fluttering close, head falling back against his shoulder. "Nobody else, besides me, is ever allowed to touch you" Draco pressed his bulge against her behind, snapping her bra strap against her skin.

His teeth pierced through the skin of her shoulder, coaxing a hiss out of her, he tugged his trousers and boxers down his legs, length already throbbing. With trembling fingers Y/N pulled off her panties, Draco grasped one leg, exposing her glistering wetness, eyes admiring her skin through the mirror. "You'll watch" he ordered as he entered her, spreading her folds with his length, eyes attached to her core.

They had never done it in front of a mirror, she felt more exposed than ever, almost self-conscious, trying to hide away from his hungry eyes. "Don't you dare" Draco panted as Y/N tried to cover her chest with her hands, visibly gulping, eyes finding their way back to her core. Draco's skin slapped against hers, moans spilled from both of their lips, "Look how wet you are, all for me, isn't it?" he groaned into her ear.

"Yes" Y/N gasped, forcing herself to keep on watching, fighting against the will to close her eyes, pleasure burned in her veins, bringing her closer to her orgasm with every thrust of his. "You're mine" Y/N sobbed, her limbs were shaking, Draco's nails were clawing into the skin of her thigh, stabilizing her, not letting go of her, high on the feeling of her tight walls clenched around him.

"Cum for me" he growled, giving her the last push, she cried out his name, head falling back, eyes closed, hands wrapped around his forearms. "So perfect, all for me" Draco pulled out of her, he turned Y/N around and pushed her onto her knees, watching her wrap her lips around his length. She moaned a few times, shooting vibrations up his body, her tongue circled his tip, she tried to swallow as much of him as possible. 

Draco came with a deep groan, releasing himself into her hot mouth, hands tangled in her Y/H/C hair. Both were heavily breathing, he helped her back onto her feet, arms wrapped around her as he placed a kiss onto her forehead, whispering a small "I love you".