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*Evans*

You squint down the corridor, as the light from the sun peering through the windows clouds your vision. The wind squirming through the crevices of the walls sends shivers up your spine as it blows past your ankles.

As the stream of students continues to circulate around you, your eyes meet with Diggoryโ€™s. He shoots you a kind smile as he starts to walk towards you. You wave at him as he gets closer.

โ€œWalking to Transfigurations all alone?โ€ He queries with a smile.

โ€œWell, I couldnโ€™t find you after potions, who was I supposed to walk with?โ€

โ€œHow about your ferret boyfriend?โ€ He laughs.

โ€œOh fuck off. Malfoy is not my boyfriend,โ€

โ€œThe Amortentia says otherwise,โ€ he smirks.

You stop walking, pulling him to the side of the hallway by his wrist.

โ€œCeddy, you know I wouldnโ€™t do that to you, cโ€™mon now,โ€ you say in a more serious tone, looking up at him.

โ€œOh itโ€™s not me you have to worry about, itโ€™s Hermione. You know she hates him,โ€

โ€œAnd? She canโ€™t control who the fuck Iโ€™m attracted to,โ€

โ€œWoah calm down Evans, it was a joke, she doesnโ€™t really care. I already talked to her. Whereโ€™d you think I went after potions?โ€

You sigh.

โ€œPhew, I thought she would stop talking to me or something, thanks for talking some sense into her,โ€

โ€œOh cโ€™ mon now, sheโ€™s not that cold. She supports you, just wonโ€™t associate with him. Harry and Ron,โ€ he pauses, โ€especially Ron, he would become so bloody mad at her if she ever befriended him. Besides, heโ€™s foul towards her, so why in Merlin would she forgive him?โ€

โ€œOkay, okay I get it Diggory, she hates him and her mind wonโ€™t change one bit. Itโ€™s not like Iโ€™m gonna date the bitch boy, heโ€™s just attractive is all,โ€

โ€œBitch boy huh? I prefer ferret boy if you donโ€™t mind,โ€ Malfoy cuts in.

You roll your eyes.

You look Malfoy up and down, examining his perfect, unwrinkled robes. His emotionless gray orbs, and his sharp jawline. You watch his lips as he bites them, looking back at you with hungry eyes. You wish he would grab you by the neck right then and there, and take control.

Fuck heโ€™s attractive.

You could feel the sexual tension between you and him, that you might just pull him into a classroom to recreate what happened last week. You havenโ€™t faced him yet, nor talked about it. But every time the both of you met eyes, you knew he felt the same way.

โ€œFuck off Draco, nobody was talking to you,โ€ Diggory cuts the tension.

His gaze moves over to Cedric as he lets go of his lip and his face is washed over with a disgusted look.

โ€œOh donโ€™t flatter yourself, Iโ€™m not here to see you,โ€ he spat.

Cedric glances at you with a confused look on his face. You look back and shrug your shoulders, looking back at Malfoy.

You feel Dracoโ€™s hand grasp your wrist, trying to pull you down the hall with him.

Not this again.

You feel your other wrist being grasped by Cedricโ€™s hand, tightly. Malfoy stops pulling you away.

โ€œLet. Go. Diggory,โ€

You look behind you at Cedric, who is looking back and forth at you and Draco.

โ€œCeddy, Iโ€™m fine, Iโ€™ll see you at class,โ€

โ€œBut-โ€

โ€œListen to the girl, Diggory,โ€ Draco scoffed.

โ€œCedric, Iโ€™m fine,"

Diggory sighs as the corners of his mouth fall.

โ€œWhatever,โ€

He lets go of your wrist as Draco continues to pull you down the hall.

Okay, I can walk myself for Merlinโ€™s sake.

You rip your wrist out of Malfoyโ€™s grasp, as he shoots a nasty look at you.

โ€œI can walk you know, you donโ€™t have to pull me down the corridor.โ€

โ€œFine, but stay close, I donโ€™t want to have to go looking for you,โ€

You rub your wrist.

I swear if people keep grabbing my wrist Iโ€™m gonna have it dislocated.

You speed up to catch up with Malfoy. You look around frantically so Hermione doesnโ€™t catch you walking alone with him. She would be furious.

You follow Draco into the Slytherin common room, which is now empty. It was supposed to be class anyway, but of course, you werenโ€™t going anytime soon.

You look around the room, making sure nobody was hiding in a corner, eavesdropping. Draco grabs your waist and spins you around towards him, pulling your bodies together. You and he were now touching, looking into each otherโ€™s eyes.

Looking into his eyes, you could tell he was longing for this moment for a while now. So were you. You could feel his heart beating faster as you placed your hand on his chest, slowly sliding them up wrapping them around his neck.

You start to inch your face closer to his, to fulfill the desire you have been having this entire week. You just wanted to feel him again. You needed to taste him again.

Your lips were less than an inch away from his, as his finger slides onto your lips, slowly pushing you away. from his face, his hand still wrapped around your waist.

โ€œSo I see someoneโ€™s been missing me?โ€ He smirks, pridefully.

โ€œW- what?โ€

What the fuck? Did he not bring me here for this? Fuck I want him so bad.

โ€œCouldnโ€™t resist me? Yea, I get it, thatโ€™s how every girl is after they get a taste of me. They canโ€™t keep their hands off me,โ€

You pull his hands away from you with a disgusted face and back away from him.

You shake your head in disbelief, scoffing and turning away, to walk out of the room.

He doesnโ€™t let you go anywhere. His hand aggressively grabs your wrist, yanking you back, and spinning you so youโ€™re pressed against the wall, facing it. Your face is pressed up to the wall, as he holds both your hands behind your back, pushing you into the wall. Here we go.

He pulls your hair behind your left ear, as he leans in so you shiver from his warm breath hitting the back of your ear.

โ€œIโ€™m not finished with you,โ€

You gulp.

โ€œHereโ€™s the plan. You will claim me, leave as many marks as you want. All I need you to do is pretend to fancy me. I will do the same.โ€

What the fuck?

โ€œWh-โ€ youโ€™re cut off immediately.

He pushes you harder against the coarse wall. Your shoulder scrapes against the wall as you wince in pain. Ouch.

โ€œDonโ€™t fucking interrupt me. I wasnโ€™t finished,โ€

You nod, hoping he doesnโ€™t continue to push you to the wall.

โ€œPansy has been an annoying git lately. Youโ€™re gonna help me with that. You need to claim me, so sheโ€™ll fuck off. Like I was saying, leave marks all over me, I donโ€™t fucking care. I will do the same, so she knows I am off-limits,โ€

You nod, hoping he lets you go.

What the fuck does he mean?

โ€œWeโ€™re gonna make it seem like we are dating. Got it?โ€

You nod again.

There we go.

โ€œBut Iโ€™m going to say this once, so I will make it crystal fucking clear. We are not in a relationship. I do not fancy you, and I never will. This is not permanent. There will be absolutely no kissing or public affection, only when I initiate it. Got it?โ€

You nod, yet again, scared to speak.

โ€œFucking say something y/n, donโ€™t just nod for fuckโ€™s sake,โ€

Bipolar bitch.

โ€œIโ€™ll say something if you let me off this fucking wall,โ€ you reply.

He groans in annoyance, but lets you go, as you rub your shoulder, easing the pain.

โ€œWhy me? Canโ€™t you use Astoria or something?โ€

โ€œWho?โ€

โ€œUgh nevermind. But why me?โ€

โ€œBecause youโ€™re less... annoying,โ€ he says, his words laced with disgust.

Ouch.

โ€œFor now, get to class, Iโ€™ll arrive a few minutes after. Thereโ€™s something I need to take care of first,โ€ He orders.

You start to walk out of the room but feel your hair being jerked back. His hand is wrapped around your messy bun, as you feel the elastic slowly slide out of your hair, making your hair fall down your back.

You turn around to see whatโ€™s going on, while he looks down at the elastic, unravelling it. He looks up at you and shrugs.

โ€œYour hair looks better down,โ€

You feel your cheeks heat up, so you quickly turn and walk out of the room into the hallway. You fix your hair while taking in what just happened.

Bloody hell that was hot.

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