inevitable - draco malfoy

chapter thirty five

A few days later, Draco and I took a walk around the grounds of Malfoy Manor. I was shocked at how huge the place was and couldn't help but assume it was rather lonely for him when growing up. My hand was in his as a small summer breeze swept through my hair.

"Did you enjoy growing up here?" I questioned as we strolled through the gardens.

"Yeah – it was fine." He replied. "Better than the Weasley's I assume."

"I'm not so sure." I mumbled back as I took in the very bleak and grey surroundings. "Surely it was pretty lonely here."

"At times, I enjoy being alone however." He replied as we approached a seat and we both sat down.

"I agree. I'm not sure I would have been able to cope without growing up with others my age though." I sighed resting my head on his shoulder.

"We have family friends; I've known Crabbe and Goyle all my life." Draco responded as he rested his arm over my shoulder. "I would have known you too if you didn't have a muggle mother."

"How come?" I questioned, confused.

"My family are part of this group. The sacred twenty – eight. Your father was part of it too, it's a long line of pure blood families." He explained. "My father wanted me to marry Parkinson because her family are part of it."

"Oh." I mumbled. "Are you worried of how he will react to me?"

"He knows, but he hasn't given me any opinion. But not to worry, he's away for now and Merlin knows when he will be back." Draco replied almost bitterly.

The day passed by pretty slowly, Draco and I had dinner alone that night however he went off with Bellatrix straight after once again. He'd been doing this every night, and every night he would come into the bedroom looking exhausted. He was yet to tell me what was going on and just excused it as being tired. I didn't want to push him to tell me during the mornings where we were okay as I feared it would cause an argument and that was the last thing I wanted.

It went on like this for a few days but was progressively getting worse. I felt like he was completely cutting himself off from me. Draco would sleep all through the morning, we would eat dinner in silence, he would go off for a few hours then return to bed in a mood and barely spoke to me.

I feared he was losing interest in me, however, didn't want to make this whole situation about myself when he was clearly exhausted. I couldn't help but become slightly annoyed as I was past the point of upset every time he came to bed and barely shared a word with me.

Draco came to bed one night and walked straight to the bathroom, not even sharing eye contact with me never mind a conversation.

"How long is this going to go on for, Draco?" I attempted to shout, however came out almost as a mumble as I clearly hadn't yet gained the confidence to stick up for myself. I heard him sigh aggressively from the bathroom, but he didn't bother to respond. "Do I not even deserve an answer?"

"Would you just leave it?" Draco snapped, walking back into the room with a glare on his face. I was shocked at his response, and I think he was too as he ran his fingers through his hair, frustrated. I almost stayed silent, not wanting to cause an argument between us but I was sick of being left in the dark.

"No, actually, I will not just leave it." I said, slightly louder this time however still feeling timid. I stood to my feet so that I was now stood in front of him, my jaw tightened, and I crossed my arms. "I want you to tell me what's going on."

"Well that's the fucking thing, Amelia!" Draco shouted, turning around and slamming his hand against the wall in anger causing me to jump backwards. "I don't know what is going on!"

"Well, where have you been going for hours on end every day?" I continued, forcing the tears that were threatening to leave my eyes to stay put as I didn't want to show myself as weak like I usually did. "What have you been doing?"

"Why can't you just understand that I'm only doing what I'm told?" Draco shouted once again turning around to face me, towering over me. "I can't tell you what's going on!"

"What, you don't trust me?" My voice began to rise as Draco stood, frustrated in front of me.

"Of course, I trust you, Amelia." His voice quietened but he was clearly still annoyed.

"You haven't spoken to me for days, Draco." My voice cracked as I stepped backwards. "You've barely even looked at me for days, do you know how that makes me feel?"

"Do you know how I feel?" He roared back. Draco took a few steps towards me until my back hit the wall and he was towering over me.

"If you actually spoke to me, then maybe I would!" I shouted back. "It's like I don't even exist to you anymore." I said slightly quieter.

We stared at each other silently for a few moments, both mirroring the same furious expression as anger cursed through my veins. All I could see was red as my heartbeat started to quicken.

Without having time to take in what was happening, Draco slammed his lips against mine in an instant. I was confused at first but soon realized it was exactly what I needed. I had felt so starved of his touch for days and the anger soon turned in to passion as he held me there against the wall.

His hands began to roam around my body as the kiss became more heated and small moans left my lips. Our tongues were intertwined as he lifted me up and basically threw me onto the bed behind him. He wasted no time in climbing on top of me and removing his shirt before attacking my neck and body with his lips, surely leaving marks as he went due to how intense he was being.

The sensation of his skin against mine felt as amazing as ever, almost new as I had been so starved from him. Draco moved his way down my body painfully slow before pushing up my night dress and pulling my underwear down my legs. My legs separated without a second thought as I craved his touch more than anything else.

Draco kissed his way slowly up my thighs and I let out a moan of impatience causing him to chuckle lowly, a complete switch in his mood from a few minutes prior. He eventually made his way up my legs and instantly connected his tongue with my slit sending shocks of pleasure through my body and I couldn't hold my emotions back as I moaned loudly. My hands found his hair and I began to tug on it gently as he worked his magic with his tongue.

There was something different about this time, a different sense of passion as we were both clearly high on our emotions. As I was nearing my peak, Draco disconnected himself from me before removing his trousers and climbing back on top of me.

Draco smirked as he ruthlessly teased me by bringing himself up to my entrance and rubbing himself against me. Just as I opened my mouth to speak, he slammed himself into me. He pounded into me harshly causing me to scream out in pleasure whilst he moaned into my ear. My hands found his back as my fingernails dug into the skin of his back.

His left hand was gripped tightly around my waist as his right was holding onto the headboard for extra support whilst he pounded into me mercilessly.

I brought my heads up to either side of his face as he rested his forehead against mine and we stared into one another's eyes.

"I'm close." He groaned and all I could stifle was a moan in return. Draco somehow managed to quicken his pace and I was screaming with pleasure, unable to hold back.

It was mere seconds later that we were both finishing together, my legs jittering as I felt him finish inside of me. Draco took a big sigh before collapsing beside me, his forehead sweaty and his chest rising and falling quickly.

"I needed that." He mumbled cheekily as I rolled my eyes and hit his arm jokingly. He turned on his side to look at me as his breathing started to even out. "I'm sorry for being a prat."

"Good." I grumbled, wriggling over to him and worming my way into his arms until my head lay on his chest. "Because you were being a prat." I muffled into his chest as he started playing with my hair.

"I've just been stressed and exhausted." Draco replied honestly.

"I know, I just wanted you to talk to me."