(y/n) - your name

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"So what were you thinking of becoming in the future? After school and such?" (y/n) asks as she leans back into Draco's arms as he held her high tightly. The two of them had skipped their classes together to just spend time with each other, sitting beneath a tree in front of the Black Lake while they stayed invisible from everyone else.

"Don't laugh but I wanted to be a professional healer." the Slytherin answers, leaning his chin against his Puff's shoulder as she turns to look at him.

"Really?"

"Hmm." he nods. "I might act like I hate herbology but it's my best subject along with potions. Being a professional healer is my dream job."

"Well I can't wait for you to own your own little business." he smile wryly at his girlfriend's words, not knowing how to tell her that his father would never let him choose that as his career. He was expected to work in the ministry like his father.

"What about you?"

"I don't know to be honest... that's something I've always worried about. I don't even know if I have a dream..." Draco pulls (y/n) back to give her the tightest hug he could give as if they were capable of fixing all of her problems. "I just don't think I want to be alone..." he holds her for a long time, leaning his forehead against her shoulder and never letting her go until she felt better.

"You can run my little shop with me then." she beams at him, thinking that he wanted to be with her even in the long run of their lives.

"I would love that." the Hufflepuff sits with her legs draped over her boyfriend's lap, leaning her head against his shoulder as she played with his fingers. More specifically his rings.

Draco would never tell (y/n) this but he loved it when she played with his rings, seeing the fascination on her face as she takes one of them off and puts it on her finger. He especially loved it when she wore all of his rings on her fingers as if showing that she was his in a way.

"If you weren't a wizard, what do you think you would be doing at this moment?"

"I think still going to school. Just not for wizards." the platinum blonde-haired boy chuckles lightly.

"Ok, where would you be living then?"

"I think in Paris. It's one of my favourite places I've visited."

"You've been to Paris!?" (y/n) gasps out in surprise, looking at Draco who smirked.

"Yes. I have my own private unit so we can go together if you want. Stay together and have no one disturb us..." the Slytherin mutters out softly as he leans closer to his Puff, his lips brushing against hers. "Just the two of us..." he kisses her and earns a sweet sigh from her, holding her jaw with one hand as the other runs over her thigh.

"What would you be studying?" the Hufflepuff asks between kisses, shuffling back to move her legs so she was straddling her boyfriend instead.

"Art. Go to an art school, draw and paint. You would be my muse princess, my beautiful girl redrawn on an empty canvas." (y/n) moans softly from Draco's words, shifting closer against him as he held her hips. "I would draw you in every way possible," he whispers as he breaks the kiss to press his lips against her neck, trailing kisses down her skin. "I would have you on my bed for me, letting me paint all of you so openly and so beautifully." he groans out as she grinds down against his hips, his heavy length becoming hard beneath her again.

"Paint the marks I leave on your neck," he revels in her soft whines as he sucks on her neck to litter more dark marks along with the ones that bloomed from last night. "paint your plush thighs in this scandalous mini skirt you're wearing," he grips her thighs making her gasp as he bucks his hips up into hers. "your pillowy breasts and soft skin that always tastes like honey, luring me into you," he groans out from her taste like she was his addiction, wanting every chance to ruin her and corrupt her of her precious innocence. "paint your beautiful doe eyes hooded for me." Draco leans back to unbutton (y/n)'s shirt revealing just the top of her breasts before leaning to kiss her skin, helping her guide her movements to grind against his hard-on against her clothed cunt beneath her skirt with his hands on her hips.

"Draco~" his Puff moans out as her hands thread through his hair, leaning her head back in pleasure as he nibbles against her skin. His hands got bolder as they travelled up her back beneath her shirt, his lips moving down further against her chest. She just felt so soft and so warm against his hands, so sweet and precious as he roams his hands over her body. She made him wild, made him want to pin her beneath him and have his way with her. She was his seductress and he was a fool for her.

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"Where have you been!?" (y/n) looks up as she sees Hermione rush over to her along with the boys at the table in the library she was sitting at in the far back.

"What do you mean?"

"You skipped classes the last two days!?" her friend exclaims back.

"The teachers didn't even have work for you to do cause apparently, you're like months ahead of us!?" Harry and Ron ask in shock, sitting down at the table.

"Yeah, I am. And that's why I can afford to skip class. I didn't feel like going." their Hufflepuff friend shrugs, setting down her book she was reading. "Also any update on the Black Lake issue?"

"Please don't remind me." Harry groans out, dropping his head on the table.

"I'm guessing it's not going well then." the golden trio shakes their head. "The task is legit a couple days away!"

"I know! I just don't know what to do! And then there's classes and exams..." the boy groans out in frustration

"I've been trying to prep these two for their exams but they're absolutely hopeless." Hermione sighs out, looking exhausted.

"Well I guess we're testing you boys today." (y/n) snaps her hands and their textbooks and notebooks appear, the boy's faces paling knowing they would be stuck studying all day.

Draco was watching on the sidelines with a soft smile on his face, sitting with his friends who were all studying in the library as well but he wasn't focused on his books. Instead, he was studying his Puff as she taught her friends. Well tried to. He was so entranced by her, the way she spoke, the way she scolded the boys, the way she looked so pretty in her uniform and those goddamn knee-high socks of hers. He clearly doesn't notice his friends leaving him to go have dinner, seeing his girlfriend look at him with a smile. She nods up in a way to ask him what's up and he shrugs, looking around to see he was alone and he decides to just join her instead.

"Whats Malfoy doing here?" Harry and Ron glare at Draco as he waltzes up to their table, his hands in his pockets.

"I'm bored." he snaps at the boys with annoyance but his cold expression melts when he grins at (y/n). "Hello, Puff."

"Hello Draco." she hums out, hiding her smile as he drops down on a chair next to her and drapes an arm over her chair behind her.

"Buzz off Malfoy." Harry sneers, clearly not liking how close he was to (y/n). He really didn't want to believe that they were dating since they haven't said anything but after seeing how close the two of them were...

"Be nice Harry. He could help you with potions if you asked nicely." she says.

"Yeah, I'm not helping him." Draco says, rolling his eyes as he dropped his arms. "Seeing as Puff here is helping you with your work, I'm here to take her away so she can do my work for me." (y/n) raises a brow at her boyfriend as he places a hand on her thigh, giving her a wicked smirk as he squeezes her plush skin.

"And who says I'm going to do your work for you? I never agreed to that." she was definitely going to play this game, crossing her arms and her legs to stop him but he delved his hand between her legs to touch her. Fuck he loved how warm she felt against his cold hands, a sudden desire to have her thighs wrap around his neck so he could kiss her skin. The Hufflepuff tried to keep a cool face, reading over the boy's answers but it was hard to do that when the Slytherin next to her reached below her skirt to play with her panties. "Draco," she warns him, holding his wrist as he runs a finger against her heat. "I'll help you but after I'm done with these two."

"Fine with me Puff. Don't keep me waiting." Draco licks his teeth as he removes his hand, enjoying how (y/n)'s cheeks grew warm from his actions. He stood up, proud when he sees her squeeze her thighs and shift in her seat, simply walking away after leaving his Puff frustrated for him just as he liked.