Parkinson Home
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Draco Malfoy
Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy
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Draco groaned and dropped his head against her, unable to resist nipping at her collarbone, “If we’re talking about being un-composed then I think we should discuss you, not me.” He moved his fingers up a little to tickle over her ribs, his other hand still playing with her hair. “Because that was the furthest from composed I think I’ve ever seen you.” He moved his lips up and bit down gently her earlobe, “And I think we’ll have to get a sauna at Hogwarts, it might be my new favourite room in your house.”
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"Oh?" Pansy laughed as he bit her collarbone. "I think we can fully blame my lack of composure on you, and your original lack of composure." She moved her hand down a bit more, pressing firmly into his jeans with her fingers. "It would be your fault for getting me riled up that you so terribly had to see me all a mess like that. I can honestly say I've never been like that before." She pouted a little at him, as if seeing her like that must have been awful. "Perhaps we can manage to get one for out in the quidditch locker rooms. That would feel nice after a long practice, wouldn't it?" Of course she was talking about the steam...
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Draco let out a low needy whine she she pressed her hand against him and wriggled slightly, "I don't want one out there, the other guys might use it. I have an version to anything they have ever used." He grinned at her, knowing that if they did have a sauna out there he wouldn't be using it any more responsibly than the rest of them. Still it was a matter of principle.
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"What, because you can't take your girlfriend into a place that other boys have taken their girlfriends?" She grinned at him, her hand keeping a steady pressure right where it was. "Well you'll have to petition for one down in the dungeons somewhere then. And then just not tell anyone about it. That or get quite good at using the room of requirement."
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Draco pulled a face, "Have you met their girlfriends? If I took you anywhere they'd taken them we'd both emerge with currently unidentifiable diseases." He stopped moving under her, not letting himself press back into her right now because that would lead to things like the sauna and he was still not sure how that happened and was currently very confused by this forward Pansy.
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Pansy smiled at him and removed her hand, reaching up for his cheek instead. "What a gentleman." She leaned forward to kiss him softly, pulling away and brushing her nose against his. Pansy's brain was slowly returning from the excitement of earlier - having affected her for longer because she'd never experienced something like that before, and sharing it with Draco, well it had felt really good. Her thoughts bounced back and forth between wanting to put her hand back where it was a moment ago, and just wanting to sit with him and read a while like normal. "Today's been fun, Draco." She laughed, realizing what time it was. "And it's only halfway over. We've still got until after dinner to kill, and are we still sneaking out to the garden tonight?"
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Draco smiled and chuckled when she brushed their noses. He slipped his hand down from under her shirt and let it sit on the outside of her leg, his other moving down to her shoulder as he relaxed back into the chair and enjoyed sitting here with her. "Yeah we are, and what do you want to do this afternoon? Just a lazy afternoon with books or do you have something more exciting in mind?"
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Pansy shrugged lightly, her fingers fiddling with the edge of his shirt absentmindedly. "I don't know. Your choices this morning were rather nice so I think I'll let you choose again." She gave him a little smile, just sitting there and looking at his eyes distractedly, tracing all the little shapes in them and the lines of silver and dark grey, watching his pupils dilate and constrict depending on where he was focusing them.
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Draco noticed she seemed rather fixated on his eyes and he smiled, staring back at her. "Well then I vote we stay here for a bit, I'm comfy if you are?" He leaned over slightly and grabbed one of the books, using her lap as a desk. "Do you want to find a book or want me to grab something else and we can share?"
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Pansy shrugged again, content with doing whatever he liked for right now. "I'll skim along with you. I'll probably just fall asleep anyway," she admitted, resting her head on his shoulder and getting a little more comfortable on his lap. "I'm a little tired. So you read, and I'll read. And nap, okay pillow?"
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Draco chuckled and turned his face to press a kiss to her forehead, "Okay sleepy, have a nice nap." He opened the book to the first page and started to read, his arms wrapped around her comfortably, one free to move and turn the pages. He made it through a few pages before he felt her getting heavy in his arms and looked over at her to see she was fast asleep on his shoulder. He smiled and rested his head back against hers, reading until she woke up.
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Pansy's eyes skimmed a few paragraphs in his book, not really comprehending much of it, but not really trying either. Not long into the reading though, her eyes were falling shut and soon enough she was asleep on his shoulder, his arms warm around her and her head tucked in under his jaw as cozy and happy as you please. An hour or two later she woke up, reaching up to rub her eye a little and making a sleepy sigh. "Hi."
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Draco moved his head to the side when she woke up and smiled at her, closing the book and putting it to one side, "Hi kitten, nice nap?" He shifted slightly so she was sitting more comfortably in his lap, his legs getting stiff after so long in one position.
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Pansy lifted her head and moved on his lap a little as he rearranged his legs, hopefully letting his circulation return to more normal. "Yeah. Was the book good?" She sat up and turned to look at him, a soft smile on her lips as she tried to fix her hair.
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Draco smiled and reached up to brush her hair back, "Yeah your father has some fascinating books. Here," he batted her hands away, pulling all her hair back for her and twisting iit up, transfiguring a string into a hair tie and wrapping it around to keep all her hair back and away. "Better now?"
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Pansy lifted her eyebrows at him, putting her hands down on her lap as he fixed her hair. She was quite amused at how concentrated he looked, as if he was going to make sure he gathered all her hair into one neat collection and got it tied up properly so that it wouldn't fall out into a mess again. "Going to be a hairdresser when you grow up, are you?"
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Draco glared at her and poke her in the side, "So this is what happens when I'm nice?" He leaned in and gave her a kiss, tracing his fingers over the bare back of her neck. "You should be the hairdresser, you give the worlds best head massages." He leaned back again and glanced around, looking for a clock.
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Pansy shook her head and smiled at him. "It's just that most boys do not fix their girlfriends hair." She hummed happily when he kissed her. "Well, head massages isn't hairdressing." She ruffled his hair a little. "It's being a masseuse," she said, putting her hands on his shoulders and giving them a squeeze. "And that is everywhere," she explained, her hands running from his shoulders, to his chest, and his shoulders again. "Not. just. the head." She emphasized each of the last bit with a poke to his chest with each word.
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Draco smirked, "Well I'm just exceptional boyfriend then aren't I." He moved his hands up to cover her hers as she poked him, "Well that's no good, I guess you'll just have to reserve all your massages for me." He used her hands to tug her back against him and wrapping his arms back around her. He leaned his head against hers, his lips pressed to her shoulder in a sort of kiss. He liked this contrast of this nice relaxed cuddly behavior compared to earlier.
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"Exceptional indeed." She smiled at him and leaned forward again when he tugged on her hands, turning her head to the side and kissing his cheek. "My massages, just for you?" She sat up again to look at him, putting her hands on back on his shoulders and working out some of the knots in his muscles. "I suppose I can do that. But only because you're making that cute face."
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Draco grinned at her, his eyes flicking closed for a moment as she rubbed his shoulders and then one opened again, "And what cute face would that be?" His fingers ran up and down her sides, the light brushes possibly tickles but more like little caresses.
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"That one you used to make all the time." Pansy told him, trying not to wiggle as his fingers tickled across her sides. "The one that's all 'I'm Draco Malfoy and I don't care what anyone else thinks because I am a badass'. That one." She grinned resting her hand on his cheek before she reached up to sweep his hair across his forehead, smoothing it a bit.
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Draco smirked as she brushed his hair to the side, knowing that even though she had messed it up earlier she loved so much to push it back straight again and fix it. Sometimes he thought she mussed with it just to get the chance to play with it again and to some that might be an egotistical thought but honestly who wouldn't want to get the chance to touch Draco's hair.
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Of course she messes it up just for the chance to fix it again. Twice the chance to play with his hair, yes please. She likes how soft it is, and how light it is in comparison to her own. And it was something mental too. He never let anyone touch his hair, but somehow she was allowed and even encouraged to, and it made her feel that much better about everything. "So what now? You've read, I've napped. What's next on our agenda, oh great entertainer?"
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Draco's eyes were almost closed, just slivers of silver peeking out at her. "Well I thought I was getting a massage? I don't think there's anything else I wanted to do today." He smirked and closed his eyes fully, relaxing in the chair and letting his arms hang lose around her hips.
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