Room of Requirement - Tag to Draco

[__parvati__]

Parvati slipped inside the Room of Requirement and smiled as she found in bursting in the splendor of a billowing, harem-looking room, complete with colored sofas and sheer fabrics draping from the ceiling. Candles flickered around the room and a gentle scent of insense wafted through the air

Comments

[eyeofthesnake]

These meetings weren't getting more dangerous, but the planning for them was beginning to grow increasingly awkward. Draco wondered how much longer Parvati would put up with this situation. He knew that she wanted to move foward, and their being together in secret was an assurance that no such thing would happen. Draco pushed these thoughts from his mind for now, but he was sure that they would return.

Upon his arrival, Draco had taken a quick glance in both directions before daring to twist the doorknob and enter the Room of Requirement. When he was positive that no one was looking - namely his fellow Slytherins, Draco slipped inside.

He looked the space that he'd just entered over appraisingly. Parvati did have distinguished taste. Draco's gaze quickly reached the aforementioned Patil. Despite the desire to ogle, Draco remained wrapped in a semblance of composure.

While ogling.

He paused. Compliments were hard for Draco to spit out, even to the girl that he'd come to care deeply for. Giving remained an issue. He'd been taught to take.

"You look striking," Draco said finally, crossing over to the couch and seating himself beside Parvati. "Was the pink dress all part of a complicated ploy to lure me here? Because you do quite a job of it yourself."

[__parvati__]

Parvati swallowed the small feeling of upset and apprehension that clouded her mind when she saw Draco. The questions about tommorrow constantly plagued her, but seeing the familiar blonde hair and the glinting gray eyes, she fought to stay in the moment and forget all her nagging doubts.

As he sat down beside her, Parvati's eyes darkened with affection and she swung her legs up onto the couch before crawling into his lap and kissing the hollow of his neck in greeting. "Thank you. Why, Mr. Malfoy, you're so charming it makes me a little weak in the knees. Hmm, yes, it was a complex plot, it took hours to think up, but unfortunately I'm only here in this little tidbit of a nightie - I hope you don't mind."

She rubbed her cheek against his, feeling very affectionate, "How are quidditch practices going. Do you shout a lot?"

[eyeofthesnake]

Draco raised an eyebrow, looking down at Parvati with an amiable expression of amusement. "I can't say that I mind, as long as no other eyes are privy to such a sight," he drawled, brushing his thumb along her collarbone.

His lip twisted into a slightly happy smirk as he replied. "They're going perfectly - I should all of the time. With those morons on my team; I have to shout. Plus, I need to exercise my authority," Draco said.

[__parvati__]

She smiled lazily, putting her arms around his neck and settling into his lap. "Only you, Draco. And well, perhaps my roomates. But I assure you, I've never received such nice looks from them before."

"Mmh hmm," She murmured, rubbing her thumb across his bottom lip as he spoke, "They are rather lacking in the knowledge and talent you have. And also the looks. Your house is rather deprived if not for yourself. But that's good, your authority is very attractive-" Parvati giggled, "Care to show me some of it?"

[eyeofthesnake]

Draco wrapped his arms about Parvati's waist a bit possessively. "Good."

He twirled a strand of dark hair with his index finger and thumb, resting his other hand on Parvati's neck. "I've noticed. I don't know what's going to be done once I leave school; they'll have no one to give Slytherin a good name." An oxymoron if there was one, but Draco believed it nonetheless. "If you'd like me to demand that you allow me to snog you at this precise moment, then yes, I demand that this be done."

[__parvati__]

She gave a satisfied hum as his arms entwined around her and she placed her head on his shoulder, biting her lip thoughtfully as one hand slipped beneath blonde locks and absently tugged and caressed his hair.

Parvati shifted and kissed his jaw as he spoke. He could be unbelievably cocky and arrogant, but she still felt as if he was perfect. It was an odd thing, they had different ideals and different personalities but it worked. Something between them worked.

"Well no one could live up to you anyway."

A mischievous glint overtook her eyes, "A snog? Well....I don't know. Perhaps I refuse you demand."

[eyeofthesnake]

A satisfied smile formed on Draco's lips at Parvati's affirming statement, and it hardly faded at what followed. Rather, he appeared mock-affronted. "I can't imagine that you would."

[__parvati__]

Parvati lifted her chin and looked at him through her eyelashes. "Well, I am refusing." She said airily, shifting a little in his arms as her lips curled with amusement, "What'll you do now, hmm?"

[eyeofthesnake]

Draco appeared thoughtful before he gently took hold of her chin. "I suppose I will have to enforce my authority as Captain," he replied, leaning down to press his lips against Parvati's briefly.

[__parvati__]

She melted at his gentle touch and the soft brush against her lips, and briefly wondered how anyone could ever think anything bad about him.

"Mmh, yes Captain." She laughed into his kiss before kissing back, pressing herself closer to him. When they parted she drew a circle on his neck languidly, before kissing where she had touched. "I do hope you don't usually use this sort of command on your players however." Parvati watched him with a bright smile, "Or have all those comments over the fatness of Goyle been a coverup?"

She was in an affectionate, teasing mood and her eyes sparkled as she cuddled close.

[eyeofthesnake]

Draco shook his head slightly before regretting the action, as a few carefully placed blonde hairs had gone astray. "No, only you," he replied, amused. Draco kept a relaxed grip on Parvati's waist, being content to simply hold her for the moment. "You've seen Goyle," Draco added, "His mammoth self crowds the world enough to confirm his obesity. I'm shocked that he hasn't spilled from the castle windows by now, really."

As an afterthought, Draco muttered something to the tune of, "hopefully your friend will be able to fix that," before lowering his lips to Parvati's once more.

[__parvati__]

"Good" She returned, with a pleased smile. Parvati smoothed his hair back with a affectionate glint in her eyes before resting her face on his shoulder as he held her around the waist.

"I have seen Goyle unfortunately. It always ruins my day for that matter."

Parvati let a giggle slip into their kiss as her fingers tickled his throat. "I have to say, I'm rather surprised you asked Lavender to help with them." She mumbled absently as slim fingers tugged his tie off.

[eyeofthesnake]

Snickering, Draco toyed with a lock of Parvati's long dark hair, "You certainly aren't the first to have your time spoilt by such a veritable giant."

His lips met hers briefly once more. "She's the only one mad enough to take on such an infeasible challenge," Draco responded, his voice remarkably without venom. Parvati couldn't deny that Brown was over-the-top optimistic.

After Parvati had removed his tie, Draco shrugged off the long-sleeved robe which he had been wearing. He Being so comfortable with his longtime girlfriend had gotten him off-guard, and Draco didn't consider the slightly translucent white sleeves which made something dark in contrast to his pale skin visible on his forearm. He lowered his head for yet another kiss.

[__parvati__]

"Mmh," Parvati smiled indulgently, "Lucky for me that you're the only one I can see now, hmm? My time is certainly not spoilt in present company."

Pressing her lips against the line of his jaw, Parvati shifted in his lap, she was pleased at the lack of venom in his voice and smiled to herself, "She is, and she's quite devoted to it as well - I wouldn't be surprised if the two of them are in perfect shape by the term's end."

She gave into his kisses, eyes fluttering closed with a delighted feminine squeak. After his long sleeved robe pooled around their waists, Parvati broke the kiss, her eyes sparkling. She looked down to his chest, her fingers dropping from their place, raked in his hair, to unbutton the crisp white shirt. As she did, a faint shadow caught her eye.

Parvati turned her face and looked at his arm confusedly, "What is that? A bruise ...?" A dawning horror spred across her features and she reached out to push up his sleeves.

[eyeofthesnake]

Draco was about to make what he thought was a delightfully witty reply in between kisses and their various derobing, but all thoughts of clever conversation took flight when Parvati's eyes darted to the black mark burned into his arm.

"Nothing," Draco said quickly. He paused, artfully regaining his pleasant smirk, though it wasn't quite as steady as before. "Just a bruise. From Quidditch." He pushed Parvati's hand away from his sleeve and attempted to resume kissing her, hoping to distract his girlfriend from the offensive tattoo.

[__parvati__]

There was a strange roaring in her ears, and she looked at him confusedly for a moment, her eyes searching the gray depths of his own.

Parvati let her boyfriend kiss her, her mind whirring and after barely a second she shifted her face so his lips tugged on her own, "A bruise?" And with reflexes only a woman finding her world crash around her could have, her hand had shot out and clasped his, her other hand pushing up his sleeve to reveal the dark mark.

The hand she used to push his sleeve up jerked away as if burned, and Parvati stared in horror at his arm, her lips trembling, "Oh my God. Oh my god." And then, as almost a plea, "Draco?"

It was something that she hadn't run away from him, but then of course she had been raised in a typical pureblood fashion, albeit with a little less mudblood murdering preached to her, and if there was anything she knew, it was to not to break and turn your back on the man in your life. Despite him being someone who had let down her so horribly that her breathing had become shallow.

"What the hell Draco." Her voice was hoarse.