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18+ MDNI

this story has a part two coming soon <3

"pans what if i've failed the assignment for malfoy and i?" You say with a worried look on your face, yesterday you had a project that cost half your grade, which makes it important. very important. "it was just so hard to work with him when we can't even sit in the same room together without arguing" you sigh, putting your head in your hands.

"y/n it can't be that bad" she says trying to give you some hope, even though she knows its true. you and malfoy can't stand each other. you look up through your hair, glaring at her, "you don't understand how bad it was"

"why don't we just go to the common room, theo and blaise are down there, they can take your mind off it. you know they can't stop talking" she stands up, laughing to herself thinking about it. she holds her hand out for you to take it, waiting for you to agree. "fine but don't expect me to be all cheerful" i say as i take her hand and stand up.

the common room is warm, the big fireplace in the middle of the room heating up the area. as you walk in your eyes study the room, looking for theo and blaise. pansy yanks your arm pulling you towards them, "oh look my favourite girls" theo spoke, you can hear the flirtation in his tone. "whats up y/n? you look stressed" blaise questions, his eyebrows furrowed.

you sit down across from them on the dark green couch. pansy settles down next to you, "she had an assignment with malfoy, so you can imagine how that went" she answers to blaise. he lets out a low whistle, "it couldn't have been that ba-" he gets interrupted by a sudden bang. you turn your head towards the door, their eyes follow. malfoy stands there, you knew it wasnt going to be good from the look in his eyes.

"Where the fuck is she?!" he shouts as he scans the room. You sink into the chair, already knowing he means you. his eyes catch yours, before you can say anything he's already storming over. his fists clenched at his sides. "malfoy-"

"we fucking failed. you fucked up y/n, and now we're both facing the consequences" he yells. you can feel everyones eyes on you. "malfoy its as much as your fault as it is mine!" you shout back, standing up to get in his face, standing your ground. "i did my part and you couldn't put your hatred aside for one moment" you exclaim.

he grabs you by the tie of your uniform, pulling you closer, your faces now inches apart. "you fucking owe me y/n" he threatens. he lets go of you, slightly pushing you back. then he walks out slamming the door behind him.

a couple days go by, you have been trying to get his words out of your head "you fucking owe me y/n" you wonder what he meant by that. suddenly pansy bursts through the door, she has that look on her face when shes excited about something. "y/n you will never guess what i just heard" she beamed, "theo and blaise told me theres a slytherin party happening tonight" she squeals. "pansy im really not in the mood to party" you frown, looking back at the homework you were in the middle of doing. "oh come on y/n! its a party, you know drinking and having a good time and forgetting about certain people" she fake coughs but you can make out her saying "malfoy". your ears perk up at his name, you give her a slight grin. "okay but only if we both get blackout drunk" you say with a giggle, she grins as she makes her way to your closet, picking out a dress for you both.

while making your way to the party, you look down at your dress. its a dark emerald colour, tight in all the right places. your tits are basically on display, you turn and look at pansy. "lets get fucked up" you grin. as you enter the common room, the music is blaring, the smell of alcohol and cigarettes filling the air. you watch as pansy walks away to grab you both a drink, then your eyes catch his. malfoy.

he's sitting on a couch, your eyes make their way down his body, he's sat manspreading, his shirt unbuttoned slightly, his hair messy, his tie undone, drinking whiskey which is not a thing you see often. you hate to admit it but he looks hot. really hot. he catches you staring and smirks, a dark expression in his eyes. you go to look away, seeing him stand up. you can feel him walking towards you. you look around the room, praying pansy is coming back soon. then a new scent fills your nose, his cologne. you look back into his direction, seeing him getting closer. he takes a swig of his whiskey before stopping infront of you. he looks you up and down, then he takes another step closer, placing his veiny hand on your hips, he leans down so only you can hear him.