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*Evans*

As you walk towards the seat next to Diggory, the entire classโ€™s eyes are on you, including Professor McGonagall. Yet, she looks more disappointed than the rest of the class.

Cedric shoots a dirty look your way, raising an eyebrow in confusion. You place your book bag down onto the floor and plop into the seat beside him.

โ€œWhere the fuck were you? What took so long? And whatโ€™s this scratch on your shoulder?โ€ He queries, pulling your hair away from your shoulder to examine it.

โ€œItโ€™s nothing. I just ran into a pillar thatโ€™s all,โ€ you answer, defensively.

โ€œHm...okay,โ€

You pull out your notebook from your bookbag and start to copy down some notes you missed. As you dip your quill into some more ink, the big wooden doors of the classroom open aggressively, as Malfoy storms in, stopping in his tracks to meet eyes with yours, and continues walking.

The second you were looking at him, all you wanted him to do was once again, pin you up to a wall and smash his lips with yours. You wanted to touch him. You wanted to taste him.

What the fuck? No. Youโ€™re supposed to hate him.

You move your focus back to Diggory, who has been eyeing you the entire time. You roll your eyes playfully.

โ€œOh donโ€™t even,โ€

He just smiles, looking forwards to the front of the class. As he grins, you feel a hand slither under the desk, grasping onto your thigh.

Diggory!

You look at him with shock at what he was doing. He could feel your eyes on him, but he didnโ€™t turn his head one bit. He kept looking forwards, copying down notes.

You also continue to copy down notes, as if nothing is happening. You were quite used to this feeling since he did this almost every class last year. You slowly felt his thumb move up and down, as he started to gently draw little shapes on the inside of your thighs.

You couldnโ€™t help but start to slightly squirm. It was ticklish.

He realized this and shot you a concerned look at you. He pulls his hand away quickly and leans into your ear.

โ€œIs this too much?โ€ He whispers.

You shake your head no.

He then places his hand in the same place and continues to draw little shapes with his fingers on the inner part of your thighs.

Although you enjoyed the feeling of Cedricโ€™s warm, smooth fingers stroking up and down your things as you flinch from pleasure, you still felt Malfoyโ€™s eyes burning through you. Like they always were.

Fuck he could see.

Shit.

Whatโ€™s he gonna do?

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After class, you follow Diggory out of the classroom and into the corridor. He wraps his arm around your shoulder, tugging at the ends of your hair as he twirls it around his fingers.

You feel him slowly pull you in, as he leans in towards your ear. You feel his warm breath fan up against your neck, sending shivers downs your spine. His lips softly brush against your ear, as your throat tightens.

Fuck this is hot.

He starts to whisper into your ear.

โ€œNext time, I wonโ€™t hesitate to go further,โ€

Your eyes widen in surprise.

What the fuck?

Diggory is not the same as he was last year, thatโ€™s for sure.

You quickly jerk your head to the side, so you and Cedric are looking into each otherโ€™s eyes, lips less than an inch apart. Your breathing is unsteady as you bite your lip, looking at his.

โ€œProve itโ€

His breaths become shorter as he moves slowly towards you, as your lips brush against his. What the fuck is happening.

โ€œOh, I will. Just you wait,โ€

You smirk at him, looking forward again, continuing to walk down the student filled corridor.

Diggory was never this bold last year. Sure, he placed his hand on your thigh, but never went further. He always wanted to make sure you were comfortable, and you always were. You felt like turning around, placing a kiss on his lips. You were hungry for affection. But was it his you were longing?

Or was it Malfoyโ€™s?

You didnโ€™t care.

You just wanted someone.

Something.

Now.

You decide to stop walking and pull him to the side of the corridor as all the rest of the students minding their own business, passed by you two.

Looking up into his confused silver eyes, you bite your bottom lip, stretching onto your tippy toes. Your lips grazed up against his ear, as you hear him take in a short breath.

โ€œThen fucking prove it Diggory, donโ€™t be scared,โ€ you whisper seductively into his ear.

His eyes widen but he soon looks down at your shoulder and whispers directly into your ear which sends electric shocks through your body.

โ€œNow now, donโ€™t tease me, darling. Itโ€™s unladylike,โ€ he warns, his words laced with pride.

โ€œOh, Iโ€™ll show you unladylike,โ€

He rubs the inside of his cheeks with his tongue, but not out of frustration.

Out of lust.

He wanted you.

โ€œFuck it,โ€ he muttered lowly under his breath, grabbing your wrist, pulling you down the corridor and into the abandoned boyโ€™s bathroom.

Oh no, not here again.

Walking into the bathroom, you check to see nobody else is hiding out in here. It is known as one of the places where students like to hide out to skip classes to smoke the famous muggle herb โ€œweed.โ€

โ€œNobodyโ€™s here,โ€ you say, looking over to Cedric.

โ€œPerfect,โ€

He walks aggressively up to you but stops right in front of you, not touching you, just looking down, into your eyes. He lifts his hand, pulling hair behind your ear.

โ€œAre you sure you want to do this? Right now?โ€ He queries, worried.

โ€œMhm,โ€ you reply, nodding.

You wanted this.

You needed this.

He lifts your chin up with his finger, leaning in and placing a warm, wet kiss on your lips. He pulls away and looks down at you once again.

โ€œAre you sure?โ€ He asks, yet again.

โ€œFor fucks sake, yes,โ€

He smashes his hungry lips onto yours as you feel him grasping your body at your waist. His hands slither up your back, up to your neck, and into your hair. He grabs a fistful of hair as your mouths start to gape open, tongues dancing.

His hands move down your back and down to your thighs. He pulls out just long enough to say โ€œjump,โ€

You jump as you wrap your legs around him, not breaking your kiss. You wrap your arms around his neck as he slowly walks towards the sinks.

He slowly lowers you down, as your skirt lifts, letting your ass touch the cold ceramic of the sinks. This just makes you grab onto him tighter, running your fingers through his hair.

Diggoryโ€™s hand then grasped onto your waist as he squeezed gently, pulling himself closer to you. He was now standing between your legs.

Holy hell, this is fucking hot.

โ€œCed- Cedric,โ€ you struggle to say, as he slowly kisses your cheek, then jawline, and slowly moving to your neck. He passionately kisses you, as you knock your head back.

Please donโ€™t leave marks.

Please donโ€™t leave marks.

Draco is gonna kill me.

Draco...

Fuck.

His hands slither to your front, undoing your buttons, one by one, revealing your bra. He takes a step back and grins.

โ€œYouโ€™re fucking gorgeous, y/n,โ€

โ€œOh shut it,โ€ you joke, flattered, trying to cover up how red your cheeks were getting.

You dive in for a kiss, but soon pull out quickly as you hear a loud bang coming from the entrance.

Shit.

Fuck.

Malfoy.

Cedric helps you down from the sink, as you grab your shirt, pulling it in front of your breasts, trying to cover up.

โ€œOh please, Itโ€™s nothing I havenโ€™t seen before. No need to cover up Evans,โ€

โ€œM- Malfoy,โ€ you start to say.

โ€œShut the fuck up you-โ€ he takes a deep breath, โ€œIโ€™ll deal with you after,โ€

You gulp.

โ€œAs for you Diggory,โ€

โ€œWhat the fuck do you want, Malfoy?โ€

โ€œListen to me,โ€ Draco replies, walking up to Cedric, chest puffed, โ€œstay the fuck away from her,โ€

Cedric laughs.

What the fuck Ceddy?

โ€œWhat the fuck are you gonna do about it? Tell your father?โ€

You hold back the urge to laugh. It was the wrong time.

โ€œJust fucking leave I donโ€™t have time for you and your Hufflepuff ass,โ€ Draco gestures him to the exit.

โ€œGladly. Letโ€™s go y/n,โ€

โ€œNo. She stays with me,โ€

โ€œWhat the fuck no-โ€

โ€œDiggory, Iโ€™ll be fine,โ€ you interrupt.

He scoffs.

โ€œWhatever,โ€

As you watch Cedric storm off and out of the bathroom, your gaze moves over to Malfoy and his beautiful set of blonde hair, and stunning gray eyes. But he looks angry.

You gulp.

You start to pull your shirt back on but he quickly rips it out of your hand.

โ€œWhat the fuck do you think youโ€™re doing?โ€ He queries, his words laced with anger.

โ€œPutting my shirt back on, what the fuck else?โ€

โ€œOh, youโ€™re not going anywhere until youโ€™ve learned your lesson,โ€

You look up at him in fear.

โ€œAnd what the fuck am I supposed to learn?โ€

โ€œTo keep your slutty hands off of other guys,โ€

You look at him in shock as you are taken aback by what he said.

Rude fucker.

โ€œYou donโ€™t get to talk to other guys. Youโ€™re supposed to be all over me, remember?โ€

โ€œYou donโ€™t own me,โ€

โ€œOh love, I own whatโ€™s in between your legs,โ€ he growls, lowly.

You take a step back, taking offense to what he said.

What an asshole.

He rushes up to you aggressively, as his hand slithers underneath your skirt and grabs your heat, as well as your neck.

You freeze in shock.

Bloody Hell.

He moves you up against the wall.

Whatโ€™s new?

You are still standing in shock as his hand grasps both your neck and pussy.

You wrap your hands around his wrist thatโ€™s attached to your neck, trying to pry it off.

It wonโ€™t budge.

He slowly leans in and his lips graze up against your ear, as his warm mint breath is blowing against your neck.

โ€œIโ€™m going to leave marks all over and thereโ€™s nothing you can do about it. Got it?โ€

Fuck. Yes, please.

You nod.

He slowly moves his hands up to your hair, taking a handful, kissing your neck. He sucks aggressively on your skin. You could feel not one, not four, but seven wet marks being left all over your neck and chest.

Shit. What am I gonna tell Cedric? What am I gonna tell Mione?

Once heโ€™s done, he looks back up to you, a smirk on his wet lips.

โ€œYour turn,โ€ he grins.

You two switch positions. He is now being pressed against the wall as you slowly suckle on his skin all over his neck. As you did, you could smell his strong, expensive cologne. His mint breath was blowing against your cheek as he panted out of pleasure.

You leave six purple bruises on his neck, looking back up to him. He grins a devilish grin as he places a wet kiss on your lips.

โ€œGood girl,โ€ he says, wiping the saliva off your lips with his thumb.

You grin, enjoying his approval.

This was definitely better than what was happening with Diggory. But should you feel bad? You were just messing around anyway...

Your thoughts are interrupted by Malfoy throwing your shirt back to you as you quickly button them up, tucking it back in and fixing your robes and hair.

You turn to start walking out but are interrupted.

โ€œY/n, I meant to give this back to you,โ€ he holds his fisted hand out in front of you, as you reach your hand out to receive whatever it is heโ€™s giving you.

He opens his hand and what drops into your palm in none other than your hair elastic from yesterday.

He kept it?

โ€œThanks, Malfoy,โ€

He nods, as you walk out of the bathroom.

Why did he keep the hair tie?

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