Still no one really talks to me, only Professor Snape as he gives directions or tips. In the evenings after dinner, Draco comes to my room and we talk. We ignore all topics relating to the past few weeks, war, or our friends. It is just like in the beginning, we are getting to know each other with random questions. As the days move along we start sitting closer to each other and eventually transfigure a chair to a loveseat. Our touches are getting longer and more heated. What started out innocent is changed to challenging each other. His hand gliding up my leg, holding my thigh, slightly moving inwards until on the last day I decide I can no longer keep myself restrained. I straddle him and kiss him deeply as his hands move on my back and cupping my arse. He makes me move against his hard cock, and angling me just right so my clit is rubbed. 