Love, Such a Silly Game We Play

“What am I doing in your room, smith?” Malfoy asked.

“A simple thank you for healing my eye would have been nice, but if you must know I saw you downstairs with a black eye. So I decided to help you out.” I said getting annoyed.

“You actually considered helping me” he said smirking his Malfoy smirk. Getting frustrated

“Yes I did, can’t you just accept my thoughtfulness. I could have left you down there and let that thing get worse.” I said.

“Okay, smith thank you for helping me.” He said. “But why am I in your room?” he asked.

“Well you were too heavy to drag to yours.” I replied.

“But you had enough strength to carry me on your bed.” He said raising his eyebrows.

“No, get over yourself. I had the help from my little friend Ginger.” I said. He got a disgusted
expression on his face.

“You let that dirty thing touch me” he said anger spewing. I gave him a disapproving look.

“Look Malfoy I’m not in the mood to argue with you or get slap. So I’ll just drop it.” I said calming down.

“Look smith I said I was sorry, for that okay!” Malfoy said.

“Just because you said it doesn’t mean you’re automatically forgiven.” I snapped, now I was starting to get mad. “How do I know you’re not just doing to do it again, Malfoy you’re not what people would consider mild tempered. I can see where you get it from though.” I continued motioning to his blackening eye. “Why did your father do that to you anyway?” I asked in a calmer voice.

He gave me an appraising look. “Well he doesn’t like when I speak to him in a tone higher than his own. Or when I question him, or when I don’t do what I am told at that exact moment I am told to do it.” He said.

“Oh well then why did you yell at him.” I asked, hoping I wasn’t sounding too pushy.

“Because I’m tired of him asking me about my future, when he already knows what is to come.” He sighed.

“And just what would that be exactly.” I pushed.

He was silent for a long time before finally replying “I ... I can’t.”

“Oh, um okay I get it.” I said kind of disappointed.

“Are you sure, this stuff you want to know is much graver than you can imagine.” He said urgently.

“Malfoy, I understand, okay.” I said reassuringly. I looked down and realized I was still wearing my dress. I got out of bed.

“Where are you going?” Malfoy asked.

“I have to change into pajamas,” I said walking to the closet. “

Well in that case, I better go to my room.” I heard him say from a distance. I like it when Malfoy was different. Actually nice.

“No you can stay here for the night.” I said urgently, wanting to spend time with this side of him.

“Wow, Smith, you planning something to make me feel better.” He said smirking.

“On the second thought maybe you should leave. “ I said getting annoyed by his seducing tactics. “Oh no, Smith you already said I could stay, so I’m going to.” He said getting up and started taking off his suit, when he started unbuttoning his shirt I stopped him.

“Whoa, what do you think you’re doing?” I asked him half amused, half disgusted.

“Well you didn’t expect me to sleep in my suit did you? And seeing to as I have no pajamas in here, I’ll sleep in my underwear. Which I think you should do too,” he said winking.
I was quiet for a long time before coming up with my decision, “Okay, Malfoy you can sleep in your underwear. But you have to be on the far side of the bed,” I told him. He just grunted and nodded and continued to disrobe. As he continued to take his shirt off, after he would get down with one button I was in heaven. When he managed to get his full shirt off I could barely control my breathing. I might hate him, but his quidditch body, was way too much for me to take in.

“Like what you see, Smith” he smirked. I rolled my eyes and I changed into a tee shirt and pajama pants. I jumped on the opposite end of the bed and turned the lights out.

“You know smith, it was actually good talking to you. You’re actually not a pain.” He said.

“Same here Malfoy.” I replied. Then it was silent and a fell asleep into a deep dream.

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The sound of birds chirping and the morning sun woke me up. I had a good night last night. I was about to get up when I realized there was an arm over my waist holding me down, accompanied by snores… Malfoy. How did he manage to get his arm over me? I’ll deal with him when he wakes up. My first day with the Malfoys has been better than I thought it would be surprisingly and leaving us both in this position I went back to sleep.