Draco Malfoy-Prince of Slytherin and…Maybe?...my heart-part forty-five

I expected Draco to drop me, but he put me down on the cushions so gently I almost expected him to brush my hair back from my face, or something romantic like that (fine I hoped he was going to do that) but he just put me down then sat down next to me, sometimes Draco reminds me of a panther, a big blonde panther, he hasn’t sat he’s more, lolling next to me, if that makes any sense.

Zabini came over and started to sit down, but his eyes began to glitter again and he stood up. He picked up a cushion and, for some unknown reason, began to rip it to shreds. I stared at him, open mouthed, he’s finally flipped. I looked at Draco to see how he would react to the destruction of his cushions, he wasn’t even looking at what Zabini was doing, he was looking at me, and then he said something that snapped me out of it

“Where’s your wand?” he asked me

“In my room” I lied, he smirked at me

“You’re lying” he said, I started to protest, but he cut me off “where is it? If you don’t tell me I’m sure Zabini would be very happy to search you…” he threatened, I turned visibly paler and I grudgingly pulled my wand out my pocket, I thrust it at Draco. But when I gave it to him our hands met and that strange current of electricity flowed between us again, causing me to look up at him and directly into his eyes, big mistake. You know that really cheesy chat up line, ‘do you have a map because I’m lost in your eyes’ well when I look into Draco’s, and I actually feel that way…help me!

Thankfully something distracted me from the wonders that are Draco’s eyes; Zabini had grabbed my arms and put them behind my back, and it feels like he’s, like he’s, tying them together?!

I tried to turn my head round so I could see what he was doing, but I realized that only owls can do that, apparently humans cannot turn our heads round 360 degrees, or at least not without breaking our necks and feeling a lot of pain and general agony.

So instead I said in a calm, cold voice

“Zabini Blaise, what the hell are you doing?!” I heard him chuckle and I began to scowl when he said

“Tying you up” in a perfectly casual voice, as though he does this sort of thing everyday

“I know that” I said my teeth gritted “but why?” this time both Draco and Zabini laughed

“Why not?” Zabini said, I began to get mad and said in a very sarcastic voice

“I wonder…could it possibly, just possibly be that for some strange reason girls generally like the option of escape when they are surrounded with pervvy boys? Just maybe?-” but Zabini interrupted me by saying

“Do you think we should use gags?” Draco smirked at me, and drawled

“No, that might ruin what we’ve got planned, don’t you think?” he asked then not waiting for an answer he carried on “What’s taking Leo, Tom and Hazelle so long?”

The second he said that the door opened and in walked Tom with Hazelle dangling over one shoulder, I was forced to stifle a shout of laughter; Hazelle’s skirt was so short that when she was in the air we were getting a pretty large flash of what was underneath the skirt, basically very tiny hot pink pants.

Tom, rather reluctantly, put Hazelle down on the cushions. Thankfully she wasn’t shrieking any more but she had turned very red in the face and she glared round at the boys (except Draco, of course!)

“Well” she said, in that irritating French accent “this is most unexpected and I think very rude!” the guys just grinned at her and Zabini went over to her and used another piece of torn up cushion to tie her hands (so that was why he was destroying cushions!) but Leo came over to me and sat down so Draco was on one side of me and him on the other.

After much complaining from Hazelle as Zabini tied her hands, finally everyone was sitting down (it was me, Draco, Hazelle, Tom, Zabini and then Leo) in a circle round the goblet.

Zabini looked round the circle and said

“right, now we will explain to you girls what’s going on-“ but he was interrupted by Draco

“We’re playing wizard Truth or Dare, once you drink this you have to tell the truth and you have to do the dare, you have no choice, got it?” he said, smirking “so who’s first then?” he asked

“Oh, Draco let me go first!” exclaimed Hazelle, practically begging for his attention but she suddenly began to look confused “I can’t drink with my hands tied though” I let out a small groan, give the girl a prize! Her one brain cell managed to come up with that incredible, genius thought! (sarcasm, a lot of sarcasm)

Zabini shrugged and said

“you can take them off now I suppose, Tom go lock the door” tom got up and went to the door locking it. But then something weird happened, Zabini was un-tying Hazelle, but both Draco and Leo tried to un-tie me at the sane time. Draco shot a glare at Leo and said, his voice with a slight edge in it

“I’ll do it” but Leo, still with an easy smile replied

“It’s fine, I can” but when Draco shot another glare at him, Leo gave in.

While he was un-tying me Draco whispered in my ear, his breath tickling my ear

“Looks like you have an admirer, pussy cat” I glared at him and whispered back

“As if!” Draco smirked and I felt my arms become free. I rubbed my wrists as though they are sore, and Draco, noticing quickly asked me

“Did they hurt you?” and call me silly, but it sounded like he sounded angry for Zabini for tying them to tight, I turned it into a joke though by saying

“Nah, it’s just people always do that in the movie’s!” and I grinned at him, he smirked and I felt a little glow of happiness but then Zabini interrupted us by saying

“Hazelle’s going to take a drink now!” I turned to look at her, she looked at Draco and picked up the goblet, that was smoking slightly, then, still looking at Draco she drunk.

After about one swallow her face twisted and she hastily put the goblet down

“Urgh, it tastes foul!” she exclaimed

“It should” said Tom, and then Draco spoke up, his voice silky

“So, Hazelle, truth or dare?” she stared at him for a moment then put on a baby voice and

Said (by the way French accent combined with a baby voice does not sound good at all!) sweetly

“Oh Drakie, I think….mmmmm…..” she made a big deal of pretending to think “I think truth, I choose truth” she said beaming at him as though she’d just solved the world’s hardest riddle or something!