Chapter Twelve
03:56, 19 May 2020Draco and you are so aroused and half naked on your bed, and begin to panic in fear of being caught. Will whoever is knocking on the door have heard your moans?
—(Y/N)? —You hear your mum's voice outside as she knocks on your door again.
—Shit! —Draco whispers.
—It's mum. Go hide! Fast! —You whisper—. Wait a second, mum!
Draco takes his sweater and quickly hides under your bed, but his cloak is still on your bed, so you take it and make it a ball, and throw it to his face unintentionally.
—Hey! —He whispers.
—I'm sorry —you whisper as you buckle your shorts as fast as you can—. Come in, mum!
Your mum enters your bedroom and looks at you putting on your sweater in front of the mirror.
—Oh, I see you're ready. Richard just arrived. He is waiting for you in the living room.
—Richard?! —You exclaim in wide-eyed surprise—. Oh my God! I had forgotten it! Thanks, mum. I'll be there in a minute.
You mum raises an eyebrow. She seems to be confused by your reaction, but she closes the door and leaves.
You kneel down next to your bed and bend down to look at Draco.
—Sweetie? —You tell him sweetly, but before he can say something, your mum opens the door again.
—Daughter, I... —You gasp and give a little jump, and she frowns by seeing you knelt down on the floor—. What are you doing down there?
—I... It's just... I dropped my earring —you lie—, but I already found it —you stand up quickly.
—I just wanted to tell you not to return home late. Don't forget that your dad returns from his trip today.
—I haven't forgotten it, mum —you smile—. Don't worry, I'll come back early.
—Fine —she starts sniffing as she looks around your bedroom—. Is it a scent of apple and mint what I'm smelling?
"Shit!", you say to yourself.
Draco starts sweating and closes his eyes with all his strengths, preparing to die.
—No! —You reply nervously—. I mean... yes, it's my new air freshener —you lie again—. The sweetness of apple and the freshness of mint. Delicious, isn't it?
—Uhm... yes, I think so. Hey, what is that curious thing you have there? —She points at Draco's Firebolt Supreme.
"Shit!", Draco says to himself. It's over. He's a dead man.
—That? Uhm... It's my Science Fair project —you lie one more time—. Yes... uhm... If the broomsticks could fly, could we ride them and use them as a means of conveyance? —Your mum raises an eyebrow—. I even modified this one. It looks more aerodynamic, doesn't it?
—Darling, do you feel good?
—Never better.
—Well, hurry up —she closes the door and leaves.
You sigh in relief and fall down to your knees. Draco crawls and comes out of hiding, and you hug each other with all your strengths.
—Wow! That was close —he says relieved—. I'd better go before something worst happens.
You sigh with sadness and he plants a peck on your lips. You smile and help him get dressed.
—What is Richard doing here?
—We're going training today. I had forgotten it.
—And what about our Saturday dates?
—I'm gonna invent an excuse to get rid of him. I'm gonna tell him that there is a boy who I have to babysit on Saturdays.
—Well, let's say that you're gonna do that —he winks. You smile—. I love you, my pretty little liar —he snakes his arms around your waist and you wrap your hands around his neck. He leans in and gives you a tender eskimo kiss.
—I love you too, my Prince of Slytherin.
Draco and you melt in a last sweet kiss, then he rides his broomstick and leaves.
You take your backpack and go to the living room. Richard looks at you in wide-eyed surprise and stands up with something that looks like a smile on his face.
—Hi Richard.
—Hi (Y/N). Wow! You look beautiful! —He grabs your waist and plants a peck on your lips.
—Thanks.
"If you only knew that I didn't dolled up like this for you", you say to yourself.
—Let's go. I can't wait to show you off. I bet I'm every men's envy for having a delight like you as my girlfriend.
That comment makes you feel so uncomfortable, but you have to play along as you promised to Draco. You need to find out what he is up to.
—But what are you saying, Richard? —You fan your face with your hands, pretending that he made you blush.
—You're cute when you blush —he tucks your hair behind your ear and plants a peck on your lips.
"Be strong, (Y/N). It's just until you find out what he is up to", you say to yourself.
Richard and you go to the ice skating rink. There are a lot of people skating, but there is enough room for you to train.
—Since your triple loop is extraordinarily perfect, I have a much more difficult challenge for you today: the quadruple jump.
—Ok —you try your best not to smile because you had been practicing the quadruple jump with Draco.
—I'm gonna show you how it looks.
Richard starts skating and does a quadruple jump with a perfect landing. The other skaters applaud. You start skating and try to do it, but you get just a triple loop and the other skaters applaud again. But Richard doesn't yell at you. He hugs you from behind and kisses your cheek instead.
—Try again —he whispers in your ear and a deep shiver courses its way down your spine.
You keep skating and try again and again and again, but keep getting triple loops intentionally. It would be weird to do a perfect quadruple jump at first tries. And the weirdest thing of all is that Richard seems not to care about it.
—Do you know what? Let's try something different.
—What do you mean, Richard?
He just smiles and doesn't say a word. He grabs your hand and both of you start skating and perform an improvised pair skating routine. A beautiful smile blooms across your face by remembering what Draco and you did on your bed and what you were about to do.
Your cheeks start burning and you feel unstoppable. Your movements are delicate but fierce at the same time. You steal all glances. You do a perfect quadruple jump and Richard can't believe it, so he gives you an unexpected deep kiss among an enthusiastic ovation from the other skaters. It's disgusting but you kiss him back to play along.
In other circumstances, this would have been a beautiful love scene. Richard used to behave this way before, when you became his girlfriend.
Something is definitely wrong here.
So wrong.
Author's Notes
(Y/N) = Your Name
No one was expecting that, huh? 😜
It's said that mums always know everything.
Do you think she believed the story about the "earring", the "air freshener", and the "Science Fair project"? 😂
What do you think is the truth behind Richard's behaviour?
Please let me know your thoughts in comments x
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