The Best Thing
Plot (Requested): Putting up a Christmas Tree with the blonde.
Warnings: Sexual innuendo and lots LOTS of fluff.
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Author’s Note: This is kinda shitty, but I’m trying. Requests are open! Hope you all like it. s2
The snow was falling peacefully outside, the fireplace was warming up the Common Room and there were bottles of hot chocolate on the table, which filled up the Dungeons with the holiday spirit. In Slytherin, we always shared the tasks to decorate our place, and this year Draco and I were the lucky ones that had to set up the tree. The hard part? Getting him out of bed to do it.
“Please, Elena. It’s too cold.” He complained as I grabbed his ankle and tried to pull him out of the blankets mess. “You know I’m stronger than you, right?” He said, sassy.
“Yeah, sure.” I answered, pulling him with both hands.
Draco laughed and set on the bed, pulling his leg towards himself and taking me out of my balance, making me fall onto the bed and onto him.
“I told you I’m stronger.” He joked and gave me a small kiss. “But you won, Princess. Let me just change and I’ll go help you.”
“I’ll be waiting.” I said giving him another kiss and walking out, hoping he wouldn’t sleep again (trust me, has happened before). Twenty minutes later, I heard the door of the dorm opening and closing with a creaking, and saw Draco coming up to me. His hair was almost white with the firelight, and his eyes looked bluer than greyer. He was so beautiful, and I was so in love… I could write a whole poetry book just about the feelings I had seeing him so exposed.
You see, Malfoy was usually covered up with the whole bully, bad boy attitude, and to watch him yawn while wearing sweatpants and an old shirt made me realize that behind all that, there’s just a boy with usual problems and family issues. A boy that I’ve grown to love.
“You’re staring at me.” He said, making me blush.
“Sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry. I just wish I knew what you were thinking.”
“About how much I love you, of course.”
He smiled and stopped in front of me, leaning down to the couch so his forehead was touching mine. I closed my eyes, breathing up the smell of his cologne, wishing we could hug until our perfumes turned into one.
“I love you too, Princess.” He said, holding my chin up so he could kiss me. His lips were soft on mine, and I could literally feel the passion in his tongue. Slowly, he laid with me on the couch, his hands caressing the sides of my body, sending shivers up and down my spine.
“Draco…” I said softly, not really wanting him to stop, but knowing where this would lead us. “We have things to do.”
“But I want to do you.” His voice sounded husky and kinda lazy. “I want to slowly, passionate, do you until you come undone with me…” His lips traveled to my neck and I held a moan.
“I want you to do me too, but let’s set up the tree first, ok? Then I’ll let you have me any way you want.”
“Seems fair.” He kissed me one last time before standing up. “So, do you have any ideas on how to decorate that thing?” He pointed the medium-sized pine next to the fireplace.
“Well, we could start with the ornaments and just see what we do next.”
“Yes, mam’.”
We got up and started setting the tree. It was getting actually really cute, with a lot of red, blue and yellow. Draco complained about using the other house’s colors, but I just told him to shut up. The whole tree was already dark green, what else did he want? At least my stupid argument stopped his complaining. After the box was empty, all we had left were a little silver star to put on the top of our pine.
“Can you lift me?” I asked after attempting to reach the top by myself and failing.
“Sure Princess. Here you go.” He held my waist and lifted me. I inserted the start and smiled at the good job we have done. But there was still something missing…
“The Christmas Lights! Where are them?”
“Under the table, I’ll catch them.” He said, getting the lights from another box. An idea popped up in my head and I reached for my wand upon the nightstand, whispering a spell. The cables winded up on his legs, making him stumble and almost fall. I laughed at his frustration, putting down my wand.
“Oh you think is funny to do this to your own boyfriend? We’ll see what fun really looks like.” He got rid of the lights and ran after me. I screamed when he finally caught me in his arms, spinning me around.
“Put me down Malfoy!”
“Never.” He set me straight in his arms so he could carry me bridal style.
“Nah, this is actually comfortable, no need to put me down anymore.”
“I should throw you on the ground for saying that, but it’s just what you want, right?"
"Damm you, smart boy. You should go Ravenclaw.”
“Don’t offend me.” He said, looking at me, a smiling forming on his lips.
“What? Why are you looking at me like that?”
“I want to carry you like this to the inside of my house one day.” My heart skipped a beat.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean I want to marry you one day, take you to live at my house, carry you inside like all the other normal couples do. I mean I want a future with you. And I know we’ve been avoiding the subject, because how messy our lives have been, but when it’s all over, I want the whole rest to be with you, Elena. If you want it too.”
“I don’t see many cons at turning into a Malfoy.” I said, kissing him. “And I definitely don’t see any cons at spending the rest of my life with you Draco. We’re young and all but… You’re the one. I know it from the way you look at me, to the way we hold hands to the form our bodies communicate in the dark.”
“God, I love you.” He said, kissing me and laying me on the couch again. “You’re the best thing I could have asked for.”
“I know.” We laughed as kissed, going back to what we have interrupted sooner.
