Draco Malfoy is quite a hottie; He is like Spike, that arrogant bastard, but so badass and extremely captive and gorgeous. I got lost into the FanFiction.net and some Harry Potter fanfics (amazing stuff there!)... And there it was: the captivating Mr. Malfoy, son of the ultimate evil Lucius Malfoy, the death eater. Here he is; in my world, so enjoy!
So yeah, all the respect and stuff goes to amazing J.K.Rowling. I don't own anything but the plot and that female character in this story.
The girlie there is actually me; my mother revealed me last X-mas that I my name was ANNA-MARI (Ann-Marie in English) when I was born. I mean really, get a grip! So she ended up here as my alterego or so.
This is in English, so forgive me if there's some weird phrases or clumsy writing.
Anca: this is for you darling! And Kiti too, because she likes Draco! ;)
_________________________Magic pt 1.
I couldn't bare it anymore, I just had to took off. So I did, I packed my stuff and left. It had continued too long, I just couldn't pretend anymore. I just had to get out of it. I just had to leave. As I stood at the airport, I felt sort of relieved. I just wasn't that person for him, I was too reckless and yet too rational. I didn't actually never explain anything, I just left.
Four hours later I landed to the Heathrow airport. I switched my phone on, six messages, all from him. I deleted them all and sighed. Time to move on! I followed the signs and managed to get out from the airport. The tube was full of noisy teenaegrs and lot of people who didn't seem to notice my face while I tried to block all the mumbling from my head. I was so tired. Twenty minutes later I stood at the Elephant and Castle's station and tried to find a decent place to stay. It wasn't exactly the most attractive place to stay, but I couldn't afford any better. I found myself from a gloomy hostel which was full of German students. They all greeted me like I was their best friend. I just nodded and flashed myself quickly to the third floor and into my room. I put my bags into the dusty closet and threw myself on the squeaky bed. It was time to figure out what to do next; I could afford the room for a week, but then I was obliged to find a decent job.
I sent a short sms to my mother, crabbed my coat and headed out. The air was chilly but nice. The weather in London was great even though it was November. I headed to the bus stop and bought a ticket from the cute machine. The bus came to pick me up five minutes later. I sat down and stared out from the window. I didn't exactly know where I was going, but I found myself from a nice pub called ”The King's Arms” on Tooley Street. It started to rain. I ordered some green tea and a tuna sandwich and dragged myself into a corner table.
I couldn't help from noticing the blond pale guy at the bar who stared into his whiskey glass. He was muscular and dressed on black clothes. His hair were a bit messy and face looked very serious and bitter. He was very attractive looking fellow and I couldn't help staring at him. Slowly he turned his greyish eyes towards me and smiled a little. He had noticed that I stared at him. I felt a bit ashamed but couldn't break the eye contact. He toasted his half emty whiskey glass and smirked. I turned my glance back to my sandwich and smiled. Suddenly the bartender was standing next to me with a whiskey shot.
”Excuse me miss?” He said trying to catch my attention
”Uhm, yes?” I mumbled and looked at him like he was some weirdo from the streets.
”This is for you.” He said and laid the glass down next to my hand.
”But... I...I didn't order any whiskey...” I whispered in confuse.
”The gentleman at the bar ordered it for you.” He said with a smile.
I looked at the blond figure at the bar and he toasted with the whiskey again. I raised my glass and took a sip. The whiskey burned my throat and I couldn't help myself from grimacing. He looked at me and smirked. I held my breath; he was just damn hot. I couldn't help myself from knowing that it wasn't just my style to rush into some stranger's arms, but still I went to him.
”Hi.” I said and sat down next to him.
”Hey. Rough night huh?” He said with the low dulcet voice raising his brows.
”Yeah... Don't even mention about it. Thanks for the whiskey.” I answered mumbling quietly.
”Wanna talk? Not that you had to, but..” He said and looked a bit embarrased.
”Wel... I'm actually not sure that you wanna hear about the classical catastrophic relationship story... But that's what it is. I just ran away and here I am.” I answered and took another sip from my whiskey.
”Huh... Well here we are... You're not from England?” He said measuring me with his amazing eyes. I could see the lust and desire in his eyes. I could see the bitterness and anger from his face, but still he was totally hot. He was just that mysterious bad guy from the movies with the perfect British accent.
”Nope.” I answered after a while his eyes still locked on me. Suddenly I felt kind of ackward him staring at me like I was the most fascinating thing in the world. I smiled a bit and turned my face down.
”What? You're blushing. Cute...” He said amused and smirked again. Oh goddess his smile was sexy and that evilish smirk on his face... I just felt a sudden heat all over my body.
”Uhm... thanks...” I mumbled into my whiskey shot.
”I didn't hear your name?” He continued.
”I didn't say that... What if I don't trust you enough to tell it?” I asked challenging. His face fell into a bitter expression and his eyes flashed.
”Ok. I guess that's wise...” He said with the hard tone on his voice.
”I didn't mean it like that... I'm... I'm sorry. I'm Ann-Marie.” I apologized, cursing my too sharp tongue. His eyes melted and that familiar smirk came back.
”Well Ann-Marie... Wanna go some place else?” He asked with a husky voice.
”It's kind of late... and I'm tired and Elephant and Castle isn't that close.... I mean... Wait, you didn't tell me your name?” I rushed, because to be honest; I didn't want him to leave.
”It's because I didn't tell you that one. And yes, it is late.” He said still smiling.
”And? You're trying to keep up that mystery man thing here?” I said and regret immeatedly for being so straight again. He chuckled.
”Draco.” He said and took a sip from his almost empty whiskey glass.
”Are you serious?” I asked and laughed.
”That's the name I was given.” He answered and his face looked serious this time.
”Well Draco... Do you have any ideas for the rest of the evening?” I decided to ask.
”I think that you should come with me. To my place.” He said and grabbed his black coat from the chair.
”How's so? I barely know you.” I said.
”But you want me. I can see it in your eyes. Just come... please?” He murmured with a velvet voice brushing my hair away from my cheek. I shuttered and stared into his silvery eyes.
”O-o-ok...” I said quietly and tried not to hold my breath.
Bloody hell; I just decided to go somewhere with a stranger. So not like me. But I didn't care; he was absolutely irresistible and I didn't want to mourn my bad relationship anymore. Not tonight at least. He helped my coat on and lead me to his fancy black car. We sat close to each other on the back seat and I didn't notice that there actually wasn't a driver on the front seat. I bit my lip while he wrapped his arms around me. Gently he kissed my neck and I gasped.
”You like that?” He purred into my ear. I couldn't answer, so I just nodded.
Suddenly his arms were everywhere. I felt like losing my mind and I noticed myself kissing him passionately. The car stopped. He grabbed me into his arms and carried me inside the huge manor. He was amazing kisser, his hands were all around me and I felt like heaven. It was like magic; nothing I've experienced before. He undressed my coat gently and lead me to the huge living room. After a while he came and sat next to me offering a glass of red wine. I smiled lightly and grabbed the glass.
”Nice place you've got here... Huge.” I said trying to keep my voice casual.
”Yes. It belonged to my father.” He answered with gorgeous amused smile.
”Huh... You're father was rich then...I mean... Sorry, that was kind of dorky...” I said embarrased.
”Yes, he was very wealthy...” He answered still with a smile. ”More wine?”
”Yes please.” I said looking into his amazing eyes. I leaned a bit forward and kissed him gently. He sighed and kissed back rougher than I expected.
We cuddled a while and after one and a half bottle of red wine we discussed about relationships and I ended up telling him my whole miserable story. He listened in silence and flinched uncomfortably when I started to cry. He held me close to him and caressed my back. He just was there and let me cry my sorrow out. Ten minutes later I lied against his muscular chest and he held me like I was a fragile porcelain doll and about to break down. He pet my back and I fell asleep.
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Something warm was stroking my cheek and I heard low murmuring beside my ear. I opened my eyes and saw a pair of amazing grey eyes staring at me.
”Morning...” He said in a low husky voice.
”Morning... I think I passed out... sorry... ” I said being a bit confused where I was. I could feel my head explode and my eyes hurt. Yes, I drank whiskey and red wine last night and now I was having a hangover.
”How are you? You were kind of upset last night.” He said still looking at me intensively.
”My head hurts!” I gasped and buried my face into his chest.
”Ach. Not used to firewhiskey? Or that strong red wine? Sorry, my bad. I can totally fix that.” He said and smirked while petting my head lightly.
”Thanks. I'm sorry...” I mumbled my head still buried into his warm chest.
”Sorry for what? Look hun, I asked you here with me right? I actually enjoyed talking with you. It was a relaxing night... More relaxing than most of my nights lately. Ann... I would like to see you again...” He said with a soft tone and gently lifted my chin up.
”You would? Draco...I... would very much like to see you too...” I answered with a small voice.
”It's a deal then. Would you like to eat something? I bet your hangover will loose it's grip after some triple cheese pizza.” He said and smirked. I sighed and smiled.
”Yeah, pizza sounds nice. And some painkillers...” I answered and he laughed.
He ordered us some pizza and we ate it infront of the huge flatscreen tv. He was amazing; totally handsome, polite, sexy, smart and funny. Usually I didn't even like blond guys, but he was something else. There was also something mysterious about him, but I liked it. I spent nearly the whole day at his manor and when the night fell I wasn't so sure about leaving. I was still wearing the same clothes and felt a bit unclean. For my surprise he convinced me to stay and promised to get my bags from the hostel. I didn't argue; the manor was much more comfortable place than the modest hostel. I didn't quite understand how it happened, but there I was; in his car on my way to get my things from that crappy hostel I managed to book.
He drove me to the hostel and waited in the car while I gathered my belongings and threw myself into the back seat. He grabbed his arms around me and teasingly bit my earlobe.
”I was thinking of taking a bath... I would like it very much, if you care to join me.” He murmured into my ear and kissed my neck while his hands dove under my shirt. I gulped and opened my mouth, but no voice was coming out.
”I dazzle you?” He grinned.
”Yes... You do. A-a-and yes, I would like to join you.” I finally answered with a gasp. I didn't even know what I was exactly doing, but he did dazzle me and made me feel lightheaded. I was like a teenager totally fell in love around him. It was magic.
After ten minutes we were back at the manor and he carried me inside. Somehow my bags appeared through the door after us though I was on his arms and he was kissing me passionately. He put me down and looked me with a look that made my knees wobble. I smiled weakly and crabbed my bags.
”Lead the way...Where's my room?” I asked and started to walk upstairs.
”Oh... I was thinking that you should sleep beside me. This is a big and old manor after all.” He suggested with that familiar evilish smirk on his gorgeous face.
”So you were thinking, huh?” I answered with a laugh. ”Very confident aren't we?” I continued challenging.
”Very. And I know that you want to.” He said and lead me to the huge bedroom.
”Oh you do?” I continued and looked at him with a evil smile.
”Yes. I do. And you know it.” He answered and took few steps towards me. His facial expression was dangerous, seductive even. I groaned. He grabbed my waist and pulled me close to him.
”So... the bath?” I chuckled and wrapped my arms around his neck.
”Yes. It's ready. After you Miss.” He answered and showed me the way to the master bathroom. I stared at the huge bathtub and held my breath; it was full of bubbles in all rainbow colors.
”Draco... I mean...It's.. wow!” I stammered and turned to look at him. He leaned casually on the door frame with a self confident smirk on his face. He acted like a gentleman and closed the door while I took my clothes off and glid into the tub. The water was warm and it smelled like some tropical flowers. After a while he came in and glid next to me.
”Hey handsome.” I said and watched his eyes when he ran his fingers through his hair. The wet messy hair made him even more irresistable.
”Hey beauty. Is the water warm enough?” He murmured and ran his fingers up and down on my bare shoulder.
”It is... This is amazing.” I answered and blushed.
”Well not as amazing as some woman next to me.” He purred with a deep velvet voice.
”Comparing to some charming self confident man next to me I'm lame.” I said and smiled challenging.
”You think so? I know that I'm dazzling, but this time I have to admit that I've met my match.” He answered and leaned towards me to kiss me gently.
”Cocky much huh?” I mumbled against his smooth lips.
”No, not at all. Just a fact.” He whispered into my ear.
We lingered in the tub for several hours and after that I was so tired that I practically passed out into his gigantic bed. He curled around me and I fell asleep.
---- To Be Continued...----
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