TW: I made this chapter way too corny.

so that's why I hate this chapter

An actual TW: Light sexual mentions at the end of the chapter (Masturbation, sex, virginty and etc)

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My hands had gripped his collar as he had lowered his head to face mine, the pupils in his slate grey eyes dilating.

He was numb. 

I was numb.

My grip loosened, as my heartbeat quickened. What did I just say? My brain felt as though it would explode any second from the number of thoughts I was thinking, and my heart felt as though it'd reach my throat for the number of emotions I was experiencing.

There was utter silence.

He had finally seemed to realize that I actually meant the words that had splattered out of me letter by letter. "Darling, can you repeat what you said?"  Passion glowed in Draco's eyes.

My confession had changed the whole purpose of the argument, the whole tone. 

His eyes gleamed and his lips were curled into a playful grin.

 I played along with his act. 

"I said...I love you..and I mean it.." I took glances around the colorful massive library, too flustered to even glance at Draco. 

"Again?" His eyes glued obsessively on mine.

"I love you." 

He stepped closer, his fingers brushing with mine; until he gently grasped the smallest finger on my hand, and three of my tallest fingers wrapped around the thumb of his hand.

His gentle wrath combined with mine.

"Again?" His voice was vitally gentle but passionate. I could swear to god I was scarlet at this point. 

"How many times are you going to make me say it, Draco?" 

"Our entire life."

His words reminded me of how wrong this was. How would he even react when my innocent persona would be exposed to him? 

I'd come this far with Draco. From this night forward, I'd turn into a duty to make sure I keep my sinister identity a secret from my husband, till every culprit was murdered. 

"Can I kiss you?" His tone was filled with pure hunger. "Or are you going to push me away again?"

I glared at his beautiful, divine lips filled with a fertile shade of pink.

I gently let off our intertwined hands and tenderly placed them on his chest, my hands slithering around his neck pulled him in, his lips gently affirming with mine. 

His hand rested on my waist pulling me against him, our bodies gently pressed together. His other free hand roamed around the back of my neck. Our lips locked together.

We were both desperate and hungry for one another. His lips pressed harder on mine, with passion. It was an unbreakable kiss, it shouldn't be happening, this was so wrong yet I couldn't stop myself anymore.

Draco's lips were like drugs, addicting. I couldn't pull away. I let out a hum, our kiss growing deeper. I could feel my heartbeat, pounding harder in me.

His lips were soft, his kisses left me tingling and his cold bare hands left shivers and goosebumps on my skin. When we finally pulled away, his lips were smudged with the color of my red lipstick.

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We returned to the main hall, I had practically gotten my makeup done again much to the annoyance of the women.

"I still haven't forgotten the fact you were talking to Pansy." I huffed over to Draco who was sitting beside me, we had danced in the ballroom for a bit to my request.

"You know the reason why I was talking to her was because of you."

"What?"

"For the past few months or so, she hasn't felt me alone every week she comes up with a ridiculous theory, that you married me for a darker reason, and tonight she even ended up finding a picture of you." He pulled out the rolled-up picture from his pocket, handing me the wrinkled picture.

"I was fed up, and the only reason I took her to the terrace was to tell her to quit privately," he continued as I unraveled the hard-cover picture.

I had no reason to be jealous then.

I observed the colorless, wrinkled picture. It was Tom and me but we were quite young in that picture possibly around twelve. I was staggered and astounded. How did Pansy dig that deep into my past?

"I'm not going to question the picture, as I suppose it's personal." Draco finished and I nodded in agreement, but my heart was racing. 

Before we could continue with the conversation, Theodore and Blaise joined Draco and seated beside him. Both of the boys held full plates of food. The three boys shared a heartfelt conversation but I could only think about Parkinson, my eyes searched for her yet I only spotted her parents.

"Emerlyn, did Draco tell you he got turned into a ferret once?" Theodore snapped me out of my thoughts, bringing me back into a state of reality, and earning a wheeze from Blaise. 

Draco narrowed his eyes to Theodore, gritting his teeth. "I thought you forgot about that."

"Oh, we never will." Blaise chimed in, wiping the tears away from his eyes from laughter. 

I burst into laughter, Theodore had caught me so off-guard. Draco's ears were scarlet because of embarrassment. 

JANUARY 1 2005. 12:00 AM.

The moment awaited by all guests arrived, and fireworks from every direction lit off marking a New Year. There was one goal I ought to fulfill this year, which I was well aware of. Justice.

The spark of the ball slowly dimmed down. The guests slowly left the Manor, as the Manor returned to its original state. 

2:30 AM

Every single guest had deserted, the ball wasn't as tedious as I ought it'd be. I had loads of company and the food by far was the tastiest. However, I couldn't deny the fact I was terribly exhausted from this event as well.

It was a horrifying experience taking out the bobby pins that were buried into my skull. I looked over to Draco who had changed into a green jumper.

Without a single word, he slowly approached me. "Darling, do you need help?"

"Yea erm, can you unzip..." without even completing my sentence, his fingers were tangled around the thin fabric of my gown. He gently pushed aside the ends of my curls, placed them on my shoulder, and pulled down the zipper in one shot.

The back two pieces of the zipper fell apart, exposing my bare upper back along with the two strands of the black colored bra I was wearing. He placed a tender kiss on my shoulder, fiddling with one of the strands of my bra. 

"Draco, I didn't say to unhook my bra." I cooed.

"Well my love, I wouldn't mind." He had a mischievous smirk planted on him.

That's the kind of confidence, I hadn't seen in Draco till now.

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TW: LIGHT MENTIONS OF SEXUAL TOPICS.

 I joined Draco in bed who was reading a novel. As soon as I placed some of the soft blanket over myself, he immediately placed the novel on the coffee table beside me and faced me instead.

 "Can I ask you a really personal question?"

I had lived with Draco for a solid six months, how personal could he get?

"Go on."

"How often do you masturbate?"

"Not very often, in fact, I have a very low sex drive," I answered without hesitance. "How about you?"                                                                                          

"Well...I don't know if you remember, but a while back, I suppose you had a wet dream and you were talking in your sleep...and..." he leisurely began confessing, I felt a sense of embarrassment rise.

"..and...I just couldn't help it anymore, I imagined you countless times under me..under my sheets..." his cheeks flushed, and it was evident there was steamy tension growing. I wasn't the most innocent either, I too, felt turned on by the idea.

Under the blanket, I pulled Draco into a kiss while on top of him now. My lips trailed with soft, tender pecks from his jawline to his adam's apple. He let out a few soft moans, the temperature rising. 

It was ridiculously easy to please a man, and embarssingly hard for a man to pleasure a woman. 

That was my thought process, till now.

He pulled me away. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

I had always lived by the fact that sex was honestly overrated, that all those girls who claimed their boyfriend had shown them heaven were liars. I hadn't ever felt like that ever, I felt betrayed when I had lost my virginity to Axel.

So was I ready to experience that again? 

"I don't know.." I murmured. 

"Have you had sex before?"

"Yes..with Axel, but he always finished first, so I never actually came.." I admitted.

His eyes widened with disbelief, I was still on top of him but he flipped me, the blanket that once covered our heads, met our legs "You've never orgasmed through sex?"

"Well aside from the time when we were both drunk...other than that..never.." I embarssingly broke eye contact with Draco, turning my head towards the ground.

He took the chance, lowering his lips to my neck and placing vague kisses, and sucking on the places. "Well darling, I can show you heaven tonight..." he whispered, continuing to brush his hand against my bare inner thigh.

Dirty thoughts surrounded my mind, which I was sure were going to come true tonight.

"Only if you trust me enough to let me do things to you.."

A/N: It's time to log out of Wattpad, enough screentime for me.