𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑲𝒀 {𝑫.𝑴}

𝕋𝕎𝔼ℕ𝕋𝕐 𝕋𝕎𝕆

[thought the picture up there was cute😽.]

"Rose-."

Draco was confused.

"Why do you look like you've seen a ghost?" He asked Rose, and she just kept staring at the little dove with a sock in its beak on his arm.

She looked up at him- all innocent eyed and caring- and when he looked down at her arm, he immediately froze and narrowed his eyebrows.

"Rose." He gritted his teeth so hard he thought they were going to crack. "Who the fuck out there hands on you."

She brushed her hand over the faded tattoo- it was so small. That's who she hadn't noticed it, and when she was choosing not to believe Pansy she was grabbing onto Dracos neck and jumping into his arms. "What does that tattoo mean," she whispered into the crook of his neck, and he didn't hesitate to wrap his arms around her.

He was furious at the fact that somebody had hurt her. Draco hated people touching what was his, and Rose, certainly was his. He was gripping her chin, and making her look at him in the face sharing the same breathe as her. He inhaled in her natural scent, and his blue eyes pierced into hers.

"You answer my question first." He demanded softly, and she was melting into touch.

"Pansy," she whispered.

He looked taken aback, and when she narrowed her eyebrows at him, she was gripping onto him tighter. Draco wanted to kill her; it didn't matter if she was girl, she still touched his girl.

"I'll take care of her." He mumbled, brining her back to his chest.

"Now you answer my question-." She choked up out of sadness. She didn't want it to be true. "She told me you got that tattoo for her and the fact that she's seen you naked-."

"Rose-."

"I don't even wanna think about her touching yo-."

"If you would let me ta-."

"Please tell me that it was a li-."

She was cut off when he aggressively slammed his lips onto hers. He didn't go easy on her, before he physically shoved his tongue inside of her mouth without warning, and moved their mouths in sync, their heads moving along with the kiss. When he was pulling away, he bit her lip harshly, almost drawing blood.

He loved the way she tasted, but she would even let him explain before she started to blabber and he took note of it a long time ago that it was something she did when she was nervous. So he finally left her lips, and stared into her eyes while she cowered under his gaze.

"Are you gonna let me talk now?" He spoke gently, because he knew that she had anxiety, and he knew that she had been broken in the past, so he made his voice as sharply and gently as he could.

She nodded her head, and he was lifting the sleeve back up, and letting her get a better look at it. She was still tangled in his arms, her glasses settling on her nose and her curls were falling over her shoulder looking absolutely beautiful to Draco.

"I had a house elf- his name was dobby but he- died." He took a large gulp, trying not to remember his death to harshly. "I got this tattoo because of him. He was my best friend when I was younger- the only person I had to talk to. Pansy's only seen my dick when we were sixteen because yes we- we did have sex but I've grown a lot more than that, Rose." He explained, and her heart felt full with his honesty. "The only reason why she even knows about this is because she hangs around Theo, and he and Blaise and know about the tattoo also."

He cupped her face gently, and watched as a faint smile appeared on her face. "So," she teased. "She doesn't know that your cock is 11 inches?"

He smirked, and sat down on his bed, while she got situated in his lap. "I'll take care of Pansy, she owes you an apology."

-

"Why am i here?"

Pansy entered the divination classroom, and questioned her reasoning for being here. But as soon as she saw Draco and Rose tangled up together she rolled her eyes.

But Draco was livid with her.

"Sit. Down." He seethed.

Rose was seated on his lap while he sat on the desk, because she always wanted to be in his arms. And he didn't mind at all, because he loved her tiny body on top of his, being clingy. It made him feel loved.

"We're going to go over some rules, other wise you can see yourself out of my school." He spat at her, and he was gripping onto Roses hips. "First, you will fucking apology for putting a bruise on her."

Pansy's eyes shot up to meet his and she was looking at him like she expected his eyes to soften- but they definitely didn't. Instead they only grew with more hatred. The thought of Pansy's hands gripping onto her arm knowing that Rose has issues with other people touching her- just flat out infuriated him.

"I'm sorry." Pansy said, with a lot less meaning behind it.

"From now on, you will refer to me as, Malfoy, Mr. Malfoy or headmaster. If you so much as utter a single rude word to Rose, you will out of this school. I have you this job because Theodore has a big heart, but I don't."

Unless it's Rose. When it comes down to her, I'd burn the world to the ground.

"And the most important thing you need to understand, is that you and I will never be intimate again. Ever. I told you this from the beginning, and that's on you for choosing not to believe me." His voice was laced with hatred, but he could care less.

Pansy released a sigh, and when Draco was standing up, getting ready to leave with Rose in his arms, he stopped right in front of her desk.

"And you will not barge or knock on my dorm at any time of the day. Because most likely, I will be fucking her with no remorse."

And with that, he left the classroom with Pansy's mouth dropped open.