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When the Wizarding World falls.
Who will Rise?
'You put your faith in the wrong person.Don't you see Potter? I was born to be 𝗕𝗔𝗗'
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From 4th year
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Y/n Peverell-Riddle was like no...
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Y/N's pov
Things weren't looking good for my father. He was mainly angry at deatheater meetings. I hardly ever saw Snape since I didn't attend Hogwarts any longer.
Draco was reading a book in his armchair.
The daily prophet still had things about Dumbledore, and Skeeter visited a close friend of his and probably wrote another fraudulent book.
Days had passed and everything was chaos
I sat on the arm of the armchair.
'Hello my darling' he smirked
'Don't you want to do something fun? Like in this war everything's been only miserable' i huffed
'What do you have in mind?' He asked
'I don't know. What do you have in mind?' I smirked
'Oh you know me too well what I want' he chuckled darkly
'Then show me' I challenged
I felt him pick me up and like before slammed me into the sofa (violent much?)
I smiled, I knew what he wanted.
He ripped his black suit off, my eyes darted to the dark mark as he put his hand over it.
'Don't look at it, please' he whispered
I took my clothes off too. To reveal mine.
'We are the same, Dray' I kissed him lovingly
'I can't wait to marry you' he said against my soggy lips
'Me neither, hopefully this will all be a memory' i looked at the Dark Mark
We both slipped out clothes off to see us bare. I felt Draco slide into me. I felt the same sensation of when I first did it with him. It didn't matter if I was naked. He started going in further and more harder. The room was filled with moans, I forgot to cast a charm on the room, poor elves must be traumatised from hearing us. Especially innocent Dobby.
We kept it like that for ages, leaving hickeys all over eachother. Consummating our love in the most beautiful of ways. It was heaven, pure heaven.
I felt Draco grunt against my neck.
'Oh Merlin, I love you' he told me
'I love you too' i huffed out and cut off with a moan
He trusted and pumped into my body. Not even caring if anyone walked in, or our marks engraved on our skin.
