Jealous Malfoy 1
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Draco walked over to me and stood beside me. Under the light, his shadow completely covered my body.
“I’m done eating,” Hermione said, carrying her plate that still had half of the food left, and walked away. Draco then took the opportunity to sit down beside me.
Goyle came over with a plate. I was so grateful. Finally, someone was coming to save me. Goyle, I’ll definitely let you copy my History of Magic homework next time and bring you small cakes.
However, he walked to the opposite side of us, didn’t sit down, put the things in front of Draco, and then left without looking back.
Left? Just like that?
Draco looked at me, then at the lunch, and then gestured towards his injured arm.
Alright, my young master. I’ll feed you. I put down my own spoon and was about to feed Draco, only to find that this big oaf Goyle hadn’t brought him any cutlery. I’m definitely not letting you copy my homework anymore, you stupid Goyle!
I was about to get up to get some when Draco grabbed my hand. “Just use yours…”
I didn’t really mind, but huh, isn’t the young master of the Malfoy family a bit of a germaphobe?
I picked up my spoon and started feeding him. This time, he ate really slowly. By the time we finished lunch, we were the only two left in the dining hall.
There were only 30 minutes left before class, Professor Snape’s class. I definitely didn’t want to be late. At least five points would be deducted if we were.
Going to the classroom early to read the book could also help with previewing and prevent him from asking some tricky questions.
“Draco, I have to go now. Class is starting soon,” I said.
Just as I was about to get up, Draco grabbed my hand. “Baby, I think we need to have a chat first.”
My subconscious told me that this “chat” wouldn’t be simple, and I couldn’t even refuse.
Draco held my hand and led me to an empty corridor. He pinned me against the corner, and I was completely surrounded by his embrace. The smell of green apples and his light perfume filled my nostrils with every breath.
I buried my head in his chest, careful not to touch his injured part, and shifted a bit to the right, gently sniffing his scent.
Draco put his left arm around my waist and bent down slightly to kiss my lips.
“Dra—mmm,” it was a punishing kiss that took my breath away.
Alright, I knew I couldn’t escape, so I let Draco’s kiss continue.
I wrapped my arms around his waist and tightly grasped Draco’s school robe. He also held me tightly. We both enjoyed each other’s affection. Our tongues slid over the softness, intertwined, and were reluctant to part.
The bell rang. I tapped Draco on the back, but he still refused to let go. I tried to pull away, but he held onto my tongue.
“Mmm—” I couldn’t help but moan. I was almost out of breath. Draco finally let go when he sensed that I was having trouble breathing.
Our foreheads were pressed together, and I gasped for breath. “Draco, were you angry?”
“What do you think?” Draco looked into my eyes.
“I’m sorry, Draco. I apologize. I went to find Goyle and Pansy right after class and asked them to have lunch with you. I even brought you green apples and asked them to give them to you.”
My voice went up at the end. I looked at Draco pitifully, my eyes filled with tears, acting coquettishly, hoping he would forgive me.
“You went to find them? Green apples? What green apples?”
Draco was full of confusion.
“They were in a kraft paper bag. I put two in it. They were from the fruit trees planted behind Hagrid’s hut. I helped him harvest pumpkins and taught him how to make pumpkin porridge and pumpkin pies. I specifically asked him for the green apples.
Did you eat them? Were they sweet?”
Draco fell silent.
“What’s wrong, Draco? Didn’t you eat them? Well, it would be nice to save them for after dinner.”
Looking at Draco’s confused eyes, I could pretty much guess what had happened. Pansy Parkinson, her trick of sowing discord was too obvious. After all, she was just blinded by jealousy. It was something that would be clear as soon as Draco and I talked about it. Why bother?
I didn’t plan to tell Draco about my suspicion. He was so smart that he must have already figured it out by now. I believed he would handle it well. It was okay for me to play dumb once in a while.
“I should be the one to apologize, baby. I misunderstood you.”
“Hmm.”
“You mean…”
“Yes, but, baby, I’m not blaming you. I just, just…”
Draco looked at me with his gray-blue eyes, hesitant to say more.
“Just what?” I pressed.
“I was just jealous that you left me to be with others.”
Draco Malfoy admitted that he was jealous. It was really rare for this proud and arrogant young master Malfoy to admit that he was jealous.
I burst out laughing. “Draco, Hermione is a girl. Are you jealous of her too? Hahaha.”
“Whether it’s a boy or a girl, it’s not okay. Stop laughing, baby.”
But I just couldn’t stop laughing. “Hahaha, Draco.”
Draco blocked my laughter with his lips. Unlike the previous “punishment” kiss, this one was very gentle, like a warm spring breeze, kissing me bit by bit.
He held me tightly with his free left hand. I pressed against Draco, hugging him tightly, letting his unrestrained kisses sweep over me. As the kiss deepened, I closed my eyes and clenched his school robe tightly in my hands again.
We skipped half of Professor Snape’s class and had to go back to the classroom with a heavy heart. Draco held my hand tightly and didn’t let go even when we were almost at the classroom door. I tried to pull my hand away, but he held it even tighter.
“Draco, let go!”
He didn’t react at all.
“I’ll count to three. If you don’t let go, I’ll never talk to you again. Three, two…”
Suddenly, Draco pulled me into his arms and kissed me on the cheek. “Smack.”
“Draco,” I gritted my teeth, unable to hide my shyness.
And he had already walked to the classroom door with big strides. Little rascal. He had calculated it well. I couldn’t lose my temper now.
Professor Snape glanced at us who were late but didn’t say anything. He just continued the class with a gloomy face.
I slunk to the last row and sat down. There were no other seats left. Naturally, Draco sat down beside me.
“Today we are going to learn how to make the Enhancement Potion. Your partner is the person next to you.”
The Enhancement Potion. I quickly opened my book and turned to the page about the Enhancement Potion.
If Draco hadn't kept hooking my fingers or playing with my hair when Professor Snape wasn't looking, I would have been able to follow the class better.
When it came to brewing the potion, Draco stopped teasing me. We both worked on it very seriously.
Professor Snape was extremely strict. One had to achieve an "Outstanding" grade. To become an Auror, one must have a N.E.W.T.s certificate in Advanced Potions.
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