I wake up. Forgetting where I was, I try to move, but I then see Draco's arm laying across my body.
Memories from last night rush back to me. I blush remembering everything that happened.
Sighing, I look at the clock on his wall. We had missed breakfast. Good thing it was a Sunday, or we would have missed our classes too. The clock read 11:45, and my stomach growled. Apparently it wasn't going to miss another meal.
Scooting closer to Draco, I whisper into his ear. "Draco, wake up. I'm starving." I slightly shake him. "Draco," I once again whisper.
Finally he wakes up. He stretches, before realizing that I'm there. Memories from last night must come back to him too, because he gives me a smirk. "Good morning, Princess." He leans down to my neck, and starts kissing me again.
"Draco," I start, "Draco, I'm hungry."
He laughs, laying back on his back. "Me too," he said, while starting to pull up the covers.
I push my hand down on the covers, and blush. "Draco, I'm a little sore."
Kissing me on the forehead. He gets up, and puts on a pair of sweatpants.
The sweats were a little too big, they slide down his figure, before stopping at his v-line.. I look up at Draco, already waiting to do it again.
Putting a shirt over his head, he says, "I'll go get you food. Just stay here, and rest."
I sit up, leaning my back against his bed frame, rolling my eyes. I then realized that I had nothing but my dress here.
"I'll go find someone to get you some clothes." He said, reading my thoughts.
He leaned down, giving me a kiss on me forehead, before walking out of his room.
I laid in his bed, going over last night over and over, until I heard his door open.
In came Draco, with a plate of food in one hand, and my clothes in the other.
"How did you get my clothes?," I say immediately digging into my food. I had never felt this hungry.
"Cedric gave it to me.", he says stealing food from my plate.
I nearly choke on my food. "You asked Cedric?"
"Princess, he doesn't care anymore. We talked things out. I think he might actually support us now."
I sigh, deciding to not push the subject anymore.
We spent the rest of the day stealing kisses, and cuddling.
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The Secret
RomantikusY/n's life has been built around a secret. At the age of 6, Dumbledore adopted y/n. Vowing to always protect her, he makes her hide what house she truly belongs in, and puts her in Hufflepuff. The house that is the least suspecting. Y/n keeps her se...