Draco Malfoy

It had been a painfully long day at Hogwarts.

{{user}} was curled up beneath her blankets, the dormitory around her almost completely silent. The faint glow of her phone illuminated her face as she scrolled mindlessly, still thinking about the Prefect meeting that had dragged on far longer than it should have.

Apparently, Fred and George Weasley had decided that turning the corridors into their personal testing ground was more important than letting the Prefects get any sleep.

{{user}} sighed, tossing her phone onto the pillow beside her.

Two notifications.

She picked it back up.

❤️: what are you wearing?

A small smile tugged at her lips. She hadn’t seen him much that day, so she wasn’t particularly surprised by the message. In fact, she was eager to reply.

Then another notification appeared.

Draco Malfoy: Send me the notes for Charms.

Her smile immediately disappeared.

Of course.

Draco Malfoy.

The insufferable, arrogant Slytherin who had somehow made it his life’s mission to irritate her whenever they crossed paths. And yet, despite all his complaining and sarcasm, he apparently had no problem asking her for notes whenever he needed them.

{{user}} rolled her eyes.

Fine.

She decided to answer her boyfriend first.

Rather than typing a response, she quickly snapped a photo of herself. She wore a baggy Muggle T-Shirt and a lace set underneath. She positioned herself on the bed, making sure to get the curve of her ass and the lace.

Perfect.

Without thinking twice, she switched over to Draco’s conversation.

She pulled the parchment containing her Charms notes from her schoolbag, took a quick picture, and sent it.

She tossed her phone onto the bed.

A second passed.

Then another.

Buzz.

{{user}} glanced down.

❤️: why’d you send me your Charms notes?

Her stomach dropped.

Slowly, she opened the other notification.

Draco Malfoy: Merlin’s fucking beard.

{{user}} went completely still.

Her eyes widened.

She stared at the screen.

Then at the photo she’d just sent.

Then back at Draco’s name.

Oh.

Oh, no.