The Day after...
I was still deeply satisfied, as I finally let myself fall down on my bed. Draco wanted me, almost as badly, as I wanted him. Next time I will please him, rather than he me. Why did I even hesitate at first? Luckily Draco didn't care about my insecurity and continued his plans. I could still feel his hands all over my body, as if he were lying right next to me. I would have never thought, I'd be looking forward to potions, but I did. I was looking forward, to sitting down in the dungeons, being surveyed by professor Snape. Being enthusiastic about this, had only one certain reason, a blond-haired, sweet and sexy reason. I will be sitting down next to him, I told myself and smiled in agreement.
"Are you going to sit with your friends again," Ron snorted, as I entered the common room the following morning.
"Good morning to you too, Ron," I said sarcastically and he grimaced, "where's Harry anyways?"
"Down in the gardens, searching for new team members," he replied glumly.
"Oh right, Quidditch," I mumbled, "didn't you want to apply too?"
His eyes narrowed and his jawline hardened.
"I don't think that's any of your business or is Malfoy interested," he hissed through his gritted teeth.
I couldn't resist any longer and slapped him in the face.
"He's not at all interested in your boring life," I answered and turned around, in order to leave.
"By the way," I addressed him, once again, "I am not going to sit with you again, as long as you behave like that."
Breakfast had been calming. Draco had talked about his holidays, while Pansy had listened to his every word. How could she still be hoping for him returning love? Couldn't she see, how deeply in love we were? The rest of the day went by fast, as I was looking forward to potions. Standing between Draco and Harry, waiting for professor Snape to appear, made me nervous. The tension was thick in the air and no word was spoken. Everybody else chatted away happily, not noticing us at all. Ron couldn't possibly look any more annoyed and Harry tried hiding his feelings without much success. It felt like years, until finally the door opened.