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She arches her head back, giving me access to her neck. I suckle on the pulse point, earning a moan as she sifts her hand to between my trousers, squeezing slightly and then releasing, her hands leaning towards my belt buckle.

Our breathing begins to share the same air, my lungs taking in her breath as the metal of my belt sound like church bells ringing in the empty room as she unhooks it, feeling the metal hit the side of my leg as she begins on my zip.

I move down her neck, finding her collar bone and nibbling, pulling her hair harder and use my other hand so glide up her ribs earning a shiver from Ophelia.

She gasps at my cold hands as the rest below her bra, the rings feeling like ice as I trace lightly the outline of her lace bra.

She grabs my crotch in reply, gripping it harder than before and I groan the tension growing in her hand.

"Don't play me like that" I growl, biting and sucking leaving a mark. MY mark.

I look at her and her eyes dance with fire, the reply sitting on the tip of her tongue like a snake ready to attack.

"Make me." She replies, and the second the syllable leaves her mouth, I switch positions, throwing her to the bottom of the bed and tower over her, her body lying there like a constellation in the stars aligned perfectly the way I want her, creating an image of Aphrodite: My own weakness.

I lower my head kissing her deeply, giving her one last moment of pliability before I fucked her.

My hands dance over her buttoned up blouse, popping a button every time she exhaled, leaving her exposed in her bra and shorts.

"Draco please" She breathed, her cheeks becoming flushed. "I want you" she pleaded biting her lip and then breathing out fast.

"You can get me when I allow it." I growl, moving my lips down and tracing the outline of her breasts that peaked over the edge of her bra. She gasps at the sudden gesture, squirming slightly. I grip her neck careful not to hurt her, and move her bra above her breasts, sinking my mouth over her nipple and sucking.

She moans out, arching her back into my body, her heat pressed again my hard dick, it twitching in response.

I sit up looking at her. Blood rushed lips and puckered nipples.

In one fluid motion I remove her shorts, letting the cold air hit her as I pull her forward by the thighs, watching her eyes widen in anticipation.

I lean forward, starting at her stomach, making trails with my kisses, making them wet and tongue centred.

I halt at her pussy, letting my breath flood over it, locking my eyes with her as I lick my lips and dive down, gripping onto her tights to stop her from moving.

She moans loudly, my tongue slipping in with purpose.

I let out a groan.

She reminds me of the muggle drug Blaise brought to the dorm on fourth year.

The tiny cupped mushroom opening up a door in my brain that allowed me to reach God and shake his hand. Allow me to taste bliss and euphoria simply by sweeping my tongue up her heat allowing the taste of her to melt into my tongue, the foam of which Aphrodite rose from.

I groan again, circling my tongue around the nerves, feeling her buck slightly and her breathing hitches suddenly as she grips my blonde hair.

"You taste delectable." I groan twisting my tongue and dipping further in, allowing myself to bask in her taste, the frenzied high sending bolts of electricity down my body.

"Draco please" she gasps out, gripping my hair and pulling it up. "Please, I just want you now" She begs her legs trembling under my hands.

I grunt and sit up, wiping her juice off my lips and pulling my boxers down, letting her watch as my erection bounces, awaiting her.

I lean forward, lifting her leg around my waist as I let my dick sit against her heat, teasing, waiting for her to say the words.

"Draco please" she begs again, gripping onto my arms as she pulls me forward.

I hiss as I enter her. She is tight and wet. Her muscles tensing as she feels me fill her whole with my dick. She shudders and her eyes roll at the initial pressure and pleasure, arms gripping tighter as I shift my weight and rock my hips against hers, the bed moving and our breathing becoming pants as I create a steady motion.

I start slow, entering her entirely and then pulling out almost fully, letting her feel every single inch of me. And then I speed up, the dragon in me coiling as she gasps and pants, profanities leaking off her lips like honey. Her voice sounding like angels as she moans and groans, her arms tightening and then releasing moving onto my back, her nails digging in.

I latch my ringed hand onto her throat, my other hand holding and squeezing her ass as I thrust faster, my breathing turning to fast pants as I feel the fire begin to dance and sing, getting closer.

"Fuck, please don't stop" she begs, her head leaning back into the bed as she bites her tongue and lets out a strained moan.

"Say my name" I demand, the heat rising in the room.

She looks at me and locks her lips, deciding there and then to not let me take her fully.

"Say it Ophelia, say it while I fuck you hard." I groan tightening my hand on her throat slightly, moving my other hand from her ass to her clit, rubbing it in circular motions.

She lets out a scream, her legs shaking as she digs her nails into my back, her eyes rolling.

I had her. She was coming undone under me as I went faster, arching myself up and hitting her spot.

"Draco" she wails, her body jerking uncontrollably as she unraveled, her pussy tightening around me as she moaned and gasped.

"Draco, fuck- Oh god- Don't sto- Oh Draco"

I growl, feeling myself about to let go, ready to fill her as I continue to ride her over my own high, her mouth slipping out my name making me finally accept the snapping coil of pleasure.

"Ophelia I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna-"

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I bolt up right in my bed, the events of the dream playing through my mind. Sweat pooling on my skin as my breathing is fast and ragged.

Fucking hell.

I ruffle my hair in my hands and then rub my face, letting glimpses of her body slip into my mind...

lying there like a constellation in the stars aligned perfectly the way I want her, creating an image of Aphrodite.

I stand, the surroundings of my dorm swimming back into view.

Ophelia wasn't beside me, instead the bed was cold and empty, the heat of the dream pressed flush against my erection...

I speed up, the dragon in me coiling as she gasps and pants

I stand and wander to the bathroom, flicking on the switch and staring at myself in the mirror. The light fills the room as echos of her moans bounce around the walls...

She moans out, arching her back into my body, her heat pressed again my hard dick, it twitching in response.

They silence as I look at myself.

Dark circles under eye? Check.

Black pupils with no life in them? Check.

A lonely person who made the worst mistake every but done it to save someone he loves a lot. Check.

I huff and turn the tap on, washing my face and then brushing my teeth. Rinsing my mouth out my tongue flicks the water, one fluid motion...

I lick my lips and dive down, gripping onto her tights to stop her from moving.

I stand back up, grabbing a towel and rubbing my face....

I latch my ringed hand onto her throat, my other hand holding and squeezing her ass as I thrust faster...

I turn and grab a shirt that lay on the floor, I pick it up and sling it on, pulling the sleeve over my arms....

"Draco please" she begs again, gripping onto my arms as she pulls me forward.

I button it up, quick and efficiently, throwing on my trousers, buckling my belt and smoothing the trousers out.

In one fluid motion I remove her shorts, letting the cold air hit her as I pull her forward.

I leave the bathroom, grabbing my tie from the ottoman, tying it and then securing it in place.

she moaned and gasped.

"Draco, fuck- Oh god- Don't sto- Oh Draco"

I shake my head and glance out the window. Breathing in sharply and exhaling through my teeth, shaky and uncertain.

I turn and leave the dorm, closing the door with a click behind me.

Hogwarts had changed, the professors being replaced by death eaters, and punishment becoming an ordinary thing to keep students in line.

Apart from me. No, students just stayed away from me without even thinking about how I felt about it.

The dark mark brands its puppets.

I dress, all black suit, deciding to attend lessons as a distraction.

I walk down the hallways, charms was first.

Students walked to and from class in lines, a brisk "left right left, left" walking movement that if ignored or done wrong, meant a wrap on the back of the head with a stinging jinx, or if the Carrows despised you, a hour long detention filled with pain and a lot of manipulation.

I stride down the corridor, not wanting to attract attention.

A line of students walk past me escorted by Amycus, each of them looking ahead, only a couple daring to glance at me.

My arm jumps like an electric shock, the feeling of skin gliding past my own cause me to turn and look.

It's like everything goes in slow motion, the swing of hair as she turns and looks me directly in the eye...

I look at her and her eyes dance with fire.

Hurt is etched into her face instead of fire and pleasure, her soft skin interrupted with a black bruise circling her eye.

Her scent fills my nose in an instant, her robes crushed from being shoved into so trunk at short notice.

She looks defeated, alone.

Ophelia.

Time starts back up again as she turns away from me, my head spinning as she walks with the rest of the group to their class...most likely potions.

I specifically told her to not come back here. I think rounding the corner, nearing the Charms classroom.