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Chloé POV_____________

It's a sunny morning. The curtains add an orange glow to the morning light, illuminating Draco's sleeping face. He's so calm when he sleeps. His platinum blonde hair is messy from the night, his mouth slightly opened so I can hear a little and cute snoring. I gently stroke his soft pale face, his blue eyes open a little as he wakes up. His face makes a big smile at me and his strong arms pull me closer to his body. We're cuddling in my bed, everything is fine. I feel safer than ever. I'm in love.

I slightly opened my eyes and immediately look for Draco in my bed.

But he's not there. He never was. It was just a stupid dream.

I sighed and stood up from the bed to clean myself, but it I've noticed something laying on the floor by the door. I picked it up and it was a letter. I carefully opened it up in case it was one of the Weasleys firework letter. But it wasn't.

I know you hate me, but I just want to let you know that I'm deeply sorry for by behavior. It's never going to happen again, I promise you. Please, talk to me.Draco.

I scoffed. If he thinks I can forgive him just because he writes sorry on a letter...he's completely right.

I didn't hesitate and opened my door with an intention to talk to him. I don't care if I'm in my pajama, I have to do this.

But as soon as I opened the door, my mood went down like on a roller coaster. Pansy is standing and knocking on Draco's door. She's wearing her slytherin habit and black boots, her hair is tied up in a low ponytail.

"What are you doing, sneaking out for another threesome with the gingers?" She asked and lifted up her eyebrows.

"Watch your mouth, or do you want another flight? I can take you on the roof, see who's gonna laugh then!"

"You bitc-"

The door opened and Draco walked out. He's half naked, again. Why is he always naked?

"What's going on between you two?"

"I don't know, ask your girlfriend." I said and folded my arms.

Draco rolled his eyes and god, he's so fucking hot. I'm having trouble not looking at his chest.

"How many times do I have to tell you? She's. Not. My. Girlfriend."

Oh, I know baby, I just wanted you to say that in front of Pansy.

She looked like she's about to cry her eyes out, as she should.

"What do you want?" Asked her Draco and rolled his eyes again.

"I-I j-" she stuttered for a while and then gave up and left.

I laughed and waved at her.

"And what do you want?" He looked me deep in the eyes and moved closer to me.

"What do I want? Oh I don't know, I'm not the one begging me to talk to you!" I didn't mean to run on him like that, but something in me said I should. He can't just fucking slap me and then show up half naked thinking everything's fucking fine.

His body moved closer, I can tell he's fresh from the shower. Minty soap.

"Like you begged me to fuck you? Oh, Draco, just fuck me already." He said and imitated my voice.

I lost my temper again and slapped his beautiful face with my palm. Now, we're even.

"You know, you were right in the letter. I hate you." I said after the slap. It didn't do anything, he didn't even move. Only my palm stings a bit.

All of sudden, he pulled me to my room and shut the door. His muscular arms pinned me against the wall. He didn't give me a chance to inhale.

His lips mashed against mine as if trying to flatten and destroy my mouth. I pushed back, hungry for him, tongue pushing past his clenched teeth to the moist space within. The bristles of his beard scratched against my cheeks as he gripped his head firmly, as if to keep me from escaping. He worked his mouth against mine, our tongues battling back and forth like wrestlers, each trying to pin the other.

He grabbed my neck and choke me a little, I let out a soft moan.

"You can never hate me, Delacour." He said between the passionate kisses.

This is not the Draco from my dream. This is one of his darker sides. And I'm not complaining.

I touched his chest with one arm and back with another, working my way down his stomach. I can feel it tingles him a bit, as he scrunches his skin. He moved his kissed to my neck, leaving hard bites and bloody marks all over, moving slowly to my shoulder. He angrily places wet kisses all over it.

His hand holds and squeezed my breast, which made me moan even more. As he moves his hand lower, goosebumps are all over my body. I can't help it. Then he does something I didn't expect. His hand slides in my white panties. And with that, I completely melted.

He moves his hand lower and lower...

And then, someone knocked on my door. In shock, we stepped further from each other.

I opened the door and Fred was standing there.

Oh, Fred. What have you done...

"Hi, Chloé. Hope I'm not interrupting anything."

"You are." Said Draco with an annoyed face.

"Oh, well...It's urgent. George has a problem."

"But I c-"

"I'm going. We'll finish this later." Said Draco and frowned his face at Fred.

Oh we will.

After Draco left, Fred closed the door and gave me a questioning face.

"What?"

"We're you doing what I think you were doing?"

"We would, if you hadn't knocked!" I laughed.

"Oh I'm sorry, was I supposed to just walk in and find naked Malfoy? No thanks."

I giggled and sat on the bed. But then I realized I'm still just in my panties and tshirt.

"Fred!" I shouted at him.

"What?!"

"Turn around! I'm in my panties!"

"So what? Jesus, like I've never seen a girl in panties before!" He sighed and turned around while I put on my jeans.

"You have?"

"Do I look like a virgin?"

He doesn't.

"You don't." I winked at him.

"Good. Can we go now? George is waiting."