4 and 19. Dominic and Stella in that wonderful hogwarts AU.
“I’m flirting with you.”
Stella rolled her eyes at the statement, whispered from across the library table. “I recognize that,” she murmured back. She didn’t look up from her parchment. Without giving an indication to the other students around them, Stella jabbed the point of her wand into the Dominic’s hand,
“However, I’m studying.” The last word slid through her teeth for emphasis. What she was doing, what he was supposed to be doing. “You’ve yet to earn the right to flirt with me. Get full marks on that essay,” she waved her wand toward his own parchment (with only a few scratches of ink on it), “and maybe I’ll allow flirtation at the next study session.”
“Come home with me.”
Stella paused in her actions to look up at the Slytherin boy. Wiping her mouth in a false sense of daintiness, Stella asked, “I’m sorry?” She had had his cock in her mouth and he asked her to come home with her? Firstly, she was offended purely by the fact that he was able to speak a cogent sentence while she was attending to him. He should be something close to brain-dead. But then to assume that she wanted to go home with him. To his strict and anal family full of money. When she could just stay at the castle, have the run of Hogwarts. Laugh and exchange gifts and chocolate with the other orphans. Christmas Dinner with the few staff that stayed behind was always a treat.
Instead of all that, though, Stella found herself saying quietly, “All right.” After all, at the very least it would mean some solid sex throughout the cold winter. Nodding once as if to complete the deal, Stella smirked and got back to business.
