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"If all of this is true, they are going to come for you no matter if you’re pregnant or not", he stated coldly. Astoria shivered because he was right. "And I don’t want to be a father while I’m still in school".
"Why are you so set on sleeping with me?", she suddenly snapped. It made her angry that he didn’t believe her.
Draco got up as if she had just awakened something in him. He stared her down until a smirk twisted on his face.
"I liked the way you say my name when you moan in pleasure. I want to hear you scream it while you cum", he said with a steady voice while his eyes grew darker.
That left her speechless. It was so dirty, so unpolite the way he spoke to her. But he had kept his promise to her and made her feel so good his name had rolled on her tongue. She shook her head.
"What about Pansy?", she asked suddenly.
"I imagine it’s the same with Potter", he said, looking bored. "She just isn’t what I want".
He was coming closer to her. He stopped himself when he reached her and looked down on her. His eyes narrowed with suspicion. There was something inside of him that always held him back – a consistent anxiety which source he never found and kept burying inside of himself.
Malfoy leaned forward as his breath tingled her ear and she sensed that addictive scent of spearmint.
"You used to hate me", she hissed.
"You used to hate me", he grinned wider. "That changed rather quickly."
"Yes- ", Astoria began forming a sentence and swore she had one already fully prepared in her head but somehow stood there speechless, clenching her fingers. "I mean – I did hate you, that’s true – only I miscalculated when I agreed – and, and you didn’t help when you kissed me – that – kissing me was – "
"Wrong?", he finished her scrambled sentence with a sarcastic tone and a raised eyebrow. A very elegant, aristocratic eyebrow. "Why are you here then? Why now?"
"I think Moody is trying to break me", Astoria confessed changing the subject, "I don’t know if I will be able to even speak to you after we continue training. It takes so much away from me".
"I saw once. He was rough, that’s true. Aren’t there results?"
"Yes, exceptional ones".
"You don’t even realize how strong you have become", he said to her, walking in a circle around her. "That is a bigger threat than a baby ever could be".
Then he stopped behind her. She could see his shadow on the floor and feel the heat of his body inches away from her. It made her lose sense and words somehow flew astray in her mind, instead a need rose, a feeling she had pushed down in herself many times before. Mostly failing to contain it. And it didn’t help when his hands ran through her hair, grabbing it next to her scalp, twisting it between fingers, pulling her back so she’d fall in his arms. Then he locked her in, holding her still next to him with one arm as the other slid around her neck, grabbing gently her jaw and guiding it so she’d turn. To. Find. Him.
 Draco Malfoy was smiling with satisfaction.
Then a kiss. A slow and passionate one, not like the rest. Something that was long overdue. He waited for this. And then the feeling grew stronger, and it took her over as his hunger consumed her.
"I want you", she said just before his teeth pierced her bottom lip, turning to face him.
"You will need me when I’m finished with you", he hissed back at her.
She could choke on his kisses. His hand was on her face, caressing the skin as he held her toward him so she wouldn’t pull away. It was like he was feeding her poison, the most addictive and sweet poison. His body was not next to hers. Then a hand pushed her back.
Draco took out his wand. A blanked covered the floor. He kneeled in front of her and pulled her close. His lips kissed her tights and she shivered.
"Come", he commanded, and she obeyed, laying down.
His body turned and covered her. It wasn’t like Harry. Draco was taller, stronger, she reminded herself. Her hands explored his back. He held her by her hair but not like Harry, not like yesterday. He really was gentle with her.
More kisses on her neck. A bite. Again, that lustful sound she made when he reached the spot.
Astoria tried to move under him. His hand was under her shirt, his fingers – magic. Suddenly she heard herself, moaning and panting for breath. He was silent. The whole world was listening to her struggle to breathe next to him. Astoria tried to face him and then she felt him spread her legs. His body pressed next to hers so she could feel the need rise in him.
"You’re so beautiful like this", Draco purred in her ear.
Astoria blushed just like he wanted her to. He took off his shirt. He was pale under the moonlight, almost lost in the ray of light that covered him. So much light under all that darkness he hid himself in.
"Draco", she said softly, "I wanted it to be you".
All she had left on her was underwear. He managed to snatch off her bra in just seconds. That made her realize he was experienced and she panicked as she didn’t really know what to do. How to repay him and make him feel good.
"I want you to ask for it", he whispered as his tongue explored her body, going lower, tracing her stomach until she felt his lips press against a place no one had kissed her before. A shriek of panic came out of her. By instinct her legs tried to close, but his hands grabbed her tights so fast it hurt as he pulled them apart, so wide her muscles clenched.
And she saw him look up at her, he had the most vile grin she’d seen on someone, as he stared at her while shame tortured her.
"W-What are you doing?"
"Watching you lose yourself has recently been my favorite hobby", he said and a finger ran through the fabric of her underwear which ripped out another shriek from her, "watching Potter mope around with the thought of me fucking you – ", and his hand pushes her tight with an iron grip while he grabbed the fabric that covered her and pulled so hard it hurts when the elastic stretched and broke, cutting in the skin of her tights – "knowing it’s me that’s going to stretch you out and make you bleed around my –" and she just can’t help it but scream from the pain and from the horror of the way he suddenly spoke to her, but he was in control, she couldn’t move and her hands reached for her face, to cover the redness and the shame and mostly, the lust.
But he was quicker. Draco suddenly towered over her, holding her wrists, and pushing them into her breasts, forcing her to meet his gaze.
"My fucking cock", he spat and then he tightened his grip if that’s even possible until Astoria couldn’t feel any blood left in her fingers, "And I’m going to make you beg for it."
Fear abandoned her. Her eyes were opened wide under the sound of his voice and the horrible things he said but she couldn’t focus on him. There was moonlight pouring over him, making him look so unreal. Beautiful like an angel and angels can’t hurt you, that’s what a muggle-born caretaker had told her. Maybe it was a dream. Astoria tried not to wake up.
"Give it to me", she moaned, and it surprised him as he instantly pulled away his hands to let go of her considering that’s not the reply he expected.
"What?", Draco suddenly said as he pulled back only to see her breasts moving from her heavy breath in the most inviting and lustful way possible. Her lips – red and open for him.
"Please, spoil me", she pleaded as her nails dragged on the skin of his hands. "Pleaaseee-"
His hands slipped between her tights again in an instant while the other reached for her chest. A touch of electricity ran through her when she felt him and her whole body stretch with pleasure, twisting under his touch. It was such a dangerous power to possess, she thought.
And he just couldn’t believe it, that it was real, that she was laying there – completely naked under him – moaning and begging -
"You’re so wet", he said suddenly what sounded like a curse when his fingers finally slid deeper between her legs and her face turned red with the sounds it ripped from her.
"Don’t say it like that", she whimpered as she felt his fingers abandon her body and find way to his mouth.
Astoria stood terrified, watching him twist his tongue around his finger, sucking from it her liquids as if it was opium to him.
"Tell me to stop if you don’t want this", he groaned and a finger twisted inside of her, forcing a scream, "Fuck", he groaned again, reaching something she never knew was there and pushing it again and again – "Tell me to stop, because If you don’t I’ll", he stopped himself and pulled his finger out to soak up her wetness, spreading it everywhere, only to reach inside of her again with a rhythm that made her see white spots, "I won’t be able to stop"
"Y-you said – ah – you said –  will make me feel good?", she almost formed her words in a question.
In an instant Draco was standing over her with an answer. Then he spread her legs and started kissing her neck. She couldn’t hold her voice.
"You have to be quiet. It’s going to hurt you and then it’s going to get better".
"I know", she hissed.
She finally felt him fill her inside. The pain came in like lighting – instantly. He stopped himself to look at her as she bit her lip so hard it bled but the scream stayed inside. Draco kissed her again and then moved slowly so her screams would lose themselves in his lips.
She could hear him gasp for air in her ear. He was enjoying this, suddenly moving faster, moving her legs higher as he sank lower until his hair brushed against her face. The angle was different. It didn’t hurt her anymore. With the pain gone, her mind was lost.
"Draco –", she said almost afraid, yet her voice drowning in pleasure.
"Finally", he groaned.
"It’s like – ."
"When you see Potter, tell him you’re mine now", he hissed as he continued to thrust inside her even faster than before.
The moans were turning into screams of pleasure before he put his hand on her mouth.
"You’re too loud", he hissed.
Her eyes looked at him pleading for more. Malfoy was in total control of her. Each move his body made echoed in hers and shook her to the core. This was the worst decision to possible make, the worst choice as well, but it made her so high on it and her tongue slipped around his fingers. He pulled them instantly with surprise.
"You’re being bad", he chuckled.
Astoria pulled him back to her. Her fingers were losing themselves in his hair but he still pulled away. He wanted it his way, she realized as he moved her. Her body was under total submission to him, she really was his now. With just a touch he could guide her and Astoria would move just how he’d like it.
He came over her. She was pushing back to him, wanting him, as he bi her neck next to her collarbone. Somehow Draco managed to take both her hands by the wrists and stretch them up as she stood helpless while he devoured her.
"Draco?", Astoria suddenly said startled.
"Yes", he groaned in her ear.
"Draco, what’s happening to me?", she gasped as she felt her body burning. He laughed.
"Let it be, you will like it", he whispered as he suddenly reached deeper inside her. She tried to flinch as she could barely take it. It hurt but he was good, she liked it.
"Mine", he hissed at her with a hard thrust that ripped out a scream that was probably too loud but no one thought about it at this moment.
Then harder, faster until her body was on fire. She felt him burning too until he collapsed over her. His voice echoed in her ears as he released himself inside her. In that moment the flames in her body took over as she stretched in pleasure. Her mind blank. There was only the feeling of him inside of her and it brought her to a climax.
For a second she couldn’t see and certainly no thoughts came to her now. It was the most marvelous feeling ever. An escape that would hold her down like chains, forcing her to seek it again.
They stayed like that – on top of each other, for a while. Draco was still gasping for breath next to her ears, his face lost in her hair. She could feel him tense his muscles and relax them until he collapsed, almost falling completely over her.
Then he pulled out of her and laid next to her on the cold floor. The blanked he enchanted was soft, yet it wasn’t enough to shield them from the coldness underneath.
Astoria got up and looked at him. He was smiling and still breathing heavy. It was – a – a relaxed and careless smile she’d never seen on him.
"Tell me you liked it", he said with a heavy breath.
"I did", she admitted and laid next to him.
They had just had sex yet when he touched her again to pull her close her whole body shivered under his fingertips. It was a horrifying power he had now over her. She felt like she really needed him.
The eternal bliss was over just in seconds when he let her go. Draco got up and snatched his clothes in a hurry. Astoria stood up to do the same but she gasped In horror. She had just noticed the blood.
"It’s okay", he told her, "It’s like that only the first time. It will be better next time".
She was a witch, so she concentrated her mind and then worked with her fingers to clean herself. Draco stood and studied her.
"I made you a contraceptive potion. I can teach you sometime how to make them yourself", he told her coldly as he gave her a small bottle.
There was no point in analyzing it. The potion smelled horrible but she couldn’t risk it so she took it in as if it was a shot of vodka. Her mind got dizzy. Draco was the best at making potions, there was no one to argue with that in the whole school.
"We have to go, someone might catch us", he said suddenly with worry as he looked around.
Astoria was quick as she got dressed up.
"What are you doing tomorrow night?", he said quickly.
"Fighting Moony, then maybe dying in the nursery."
"Great. I’ll come and visit", Draco told her and he winked at her. She couldn’t believe her eyes, he might actually have a sense of humor.
When they parted, he grabbed her by the waist and kissed her long and deep. It was a hungry kiss, wanting more, but there was something else as well. Something sweet.
Today was the day she got back on her feet. Astoria waited and prepared for this moment all day. Students were visible in the distance, some closer than others. This was becoming an attraction and she knew it was bad. The wrong people could notice. Someone could get hurt. Alastor Moody certainly wouldn’t like it.
Then he showed up. "Mad-eye" Moody and his odd walk. Next to him was Harry Potter. Astoria starred at both confused. She knew he also trained. Maybe they had some unfinished business.
"Go", Moody commanded as Harry stepped forward looking at Astoria with guilt.
"Now girl, I want you to show me what you did to him", he barked at her.
Silence creeped in. Astoria stepped back. What did she do exactly to him?
"I don’t know what you mean", she quickly said back.
"If you can’t do it to him, then to me."
Some students gasped. They probably had the wrong idea. Astoria shook her head confused. She was prepared to fight, not to argue over nonsense.
"HIS MIND", Moody finally shouted at her, "Kiss him if you must. Punch him in the face! I don’t care what it will take!"
No, no, no, her body shivered with fear as she panicked. Her eyes turned to the people around her, searching for Snape. He surely would help her and stop this. Astoria only found Draco Malfoy, standing there with worry in his eyes.
A curse hit her and she rolled on the ground. The sudden taste of metal in her mouth made her dizzy.
"Your enemies won’t have you look around!"