exile

eleven.

october 7

there's a pair of lips pressing to my neck and hands wondering down my arm, "josie.." the voice whispers and i grunt kicking them away.

"ouch you witch" he hisses and i sit up quickly looking around and over to draco. he's stayed the past two nights and i forgot he was there.

"shit sorry.." my voice trails off as he sits up the blanket pooling at his waist and looking at his bare chest.

my hand reaches out slowly to trace the scars along it, "does it hurt?" i ask and he shakes his head, "no, not anymore." his hand reaches out to grab mine and pulls me onto his lap.

his hands grip at my arse and pull me tighter down onto him, "gods if i could wake up to this sight every single day.." he says pressing his lips to my neck and i sigh letting my eyes close.

does he mean it? probably not.

will i relish in the thought? absolutely.

i'm not sure how long i'll have draco malfoy. it's a matter of time before he goes back to pansy or someone new. or i do something to piss him off, but i'll spend every waking moment i can enjoying the way my skin burns when he touches it.

"josie i can't get you turned on if you're too far in your head.." he mumbles against my neck and i sigh, "sorry.. sorry just worried about today.." i say reaching my hand up to his icy blonde hair. it's grown out quite a bit, and i love it.

"don't be sorry and don't worry, you'll be fine" he says and looks at me and smiles, "where's that gryffindor bravery at hmm?" he asks as i roll my eyes and he tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear.

"trying to find it again" i say gently and he lets his head fall to the side but his soft smile never leaves his face.

"it's there figgins you just.. need some help igniting it again" he says and his hand runs up my stomach along my breast and to my neck. his hand squeezes and pulls me towards him. he presses a hard kiss to my lips and i moan into his mouth.

fuck if i could do this everyday.

"we should go, hermione wants us to meet her and blaise for breakfast before class.." i say and he nods.

"or.. i could keep you here and press you into his mattress over and over again.." he says and kisses me again.

i want to say, then how come you haven't yet? but instead i roll my eyes pushing off his chest and standing up. i look over and his bottom lip is sticking out.

"draco malfoy quit your pouting." i say pointing to him and he stands up and stretches. his pajama pants handing low on his waist and he doesn't have a shirt on which, merlin's fuck when did he become so.. hot.

"i'm gonna go change, i'll meet you here?" he asks and i nod, "sure" i smile as he presses a quick kiss to my lips and puts his jumper on before sneaking out the door and towards the slytherin hall.

i want to ask him, what is this? when did it become whatever this is. but then i'd risk it, him turning around and never coming back again. because it doesn't take a genius to figure out i have feelings for him.

my breath bitches at the thought, fuck i like draco malfoy.

i'm doomed. talk about jumping head first into the snake pit.

doomed i tell you.

i turn around and change into a maybe too short of a skirt and my stockings. and throw my robes on over my shirt and tie. i grab my notes reading over the Amortentia potion again.

there's a knock at the door and i see theo standing there, there's disappointment lingering through me, "wrong snake?" he asks and i roll my eyes.

"what do you need theo?" i ask and he grins holding his elbow out to me.