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on Draco. "Go with it," I whispered in his ear. My lips travelled from his cheek to his neck, and he let out a low groan. 'Wonder how far we could go till Harry showed himself,' I thought, and found Draco's sweet spot. He let out a moan, and flipped so I was under him. His lips crashed to mine, and I let out a gasp as his icy hands touched my stomach.
*Draco's P.O.V.*
her lips were so sweet tasting and full that I wish I could do this forever. I slipped my hands up her top, and she let out a gasp as my fingers made contact with her skin. I pushed my tongue in her mouth, and I was in complete bliss till Potter's voice broke through the silence. "Get off her!" He demanded. "I was wondering how far we'd get before you interrupted," Camilla let out a trill of laughter. "Catch me if you can!" She yelled and took off running for the castle. I took off sprinting to catch her, and I heard another giggle burst from her. Harry was closer behind her, but I don't see how. It's like she's flying when she runs her feet looking almost like they don't touch the floor. Harry grabs her elbow roughly, and she turns around snarling. She calls her snake Alaric in Parseltongue, and he coils around her feet. "Come on Draco. We have lessons tomorrow, and I'd like to be on time for potions," she stated eyeing Harry. His grip loosened, and she ripped her arm from his grip. “Don’t touch me please,” she said quietly, and I knew she was hurting. Apparently so did Potter, and he crushed her in a hug. "Get. Off. Me," she stated seperating each word.
*Harry's P.O.V.*
"Get. Off. Me," she seperated each word. "You were right Harry, Slytherins and Gryffindors don't mix. It was a good thing you listened to your mudblood girlfriend," she pulled a smirk worthy of a Slytherin, and ripped herself from my grasp. "If you hadn't listened to her I'd never met Draco and the gang, and the gang is like family to me now," she sounded like she was far off in her mind. She turned on her heel, and left a cloud of dust behind. "You hurt her a lot you know that right Potty?" Malfoy asked sounding tired. "I know," I sighed. "I want her to stay happy, and she's happy how she is Harry. Don't try and patch things up with her. It'll only hurt her more," I was surprised. Draco Malfoy, the foul, loathsome, evil little cockroach said my first name instead of my last, and actually sounded like he was in love when he talked about her. 'Draco Malfoy loves her, and I'm one hundered percent sure she loves him back,' I thought, and left Malfoy with my head hanging. Imprint
*Draco's P.O.V.*
her lips were so sweet tasting and full that I wish I could do this forever. I slipped my hands up her top, and she let out a gasp as my fingers made contact with her skin. I pushed my tongue in her mouth, and I was in complete bliss till Potter's voice broke through the silence. "Get off her!" He demanded. "I was wondering how far we'd get before you interrupted," Camilla let out a trill of laughter. "Catch me if you can!" She yelled and took off running for the castle. I took off sprinting to catch her, and I heard another giggle burst from her. Harry was closer behind her, but I don't see how. It's like she's flying when she runs her feet looking almost like they don't touch the floor. Harry grabs her elbow roughly, and she turns around snarling. She calls her snake Alaric in Parseltongue, and he coils around her feet. "Come on Draco. We have lessons tomorrow, and I'd like to be on time for potions," she stated eyeing Harry. His grip loosened, and she ripped her arm from his grip. “Don’t touch me please,” she said quietly, and I knew she was hurting. Apparently so did Potter, and he crushed her in a hug. "Get. Off. Me," she stated seperating each word.
*Harry's P.O.V.*
"Get. Off. Me," she seperated each word. "You were right Harry, Slytherins and Gryffindors don't mix. It was a good thing you listened to your mudblood girlfriend," she pulled a smirk worthy of a Slytherin, and ripped herself from my grasp. "If you hadn't listened to her I'd never met Draco and the gang, and the gang is like family to me now," she sounded like she was far off in her mind. She turned on her heel, and left a cloud of dust behind. "You hurt her a lot you know that right Potty?" Malfoy asked sounding tired. "I know," I sighed. "I want her to stay happy, and she's happy how she is Harry. Don't try and patch things up with her. It'll only hurt her more," I was surprised. Draco Malfoy, the foul, loathsome, evil little cockroach said my first name instead of my last, and actually sounded like he was in love when he talked about her. 'Draco Malfoy loves her, and I'm one hundered percent sure she loves him back,' I thought, and left Malfoy with my head hanging. Imprint
Text: I own none of this except Camilla, Catriona, Theodore, Michael, Kieran, or Rowena. Other then that J.K. Rowling owns this. Just a fanfic
Publication Date: 08-27-2011
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