65. Be my Valentine

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Draco's POV

Every time I thought about the agonizing slow progress of the vanishing cabinet, I turned to Aster. 

I revelled in her soft touches, her pink lips, her round curves. 

Even just tuning into her voice helped. 

It was Valentines Day, a spectacle even in the wizarding world, probably even more so. 

Normally a day I despised, however today, it didn't feel quite as vexatious as normal. It felt almost, exhilarating. 

Aster and I hadn't planned anything, it wasn't like I could take her out on a public date or gift her with a card of charmed doves. That wasn't Aster's style anyway. 

Walking into breakfast felt like being plunged into a sickening sea of pink and red. Heart-shaped confetti fell from the pale blue ceiling, large lurid pink flowers decorated the long tables, and a dozen dwarves wearing golden wings and carrying harps had been hired to deliver Valentines around the room. I couldn't help but turn my nose at the tacky absurdity. 

My eyes immediately found Aster. She was also turning her nose up at the festivities, her eyes narrowing at the red card that was thrusted under her nose. 

Before I knew it, my legs were carrying me over to her. I swiftly sat opposite her, keeping my eyes focused on the plate in front of me. 

"Morning Malfoy" a sneering Theo welcomed. 

I looked up to find his scheming smirk plastered on his face. He was sitting next to Blaise who was perched in the middle of Aster and Theo. Blaise's focus was on Aster but his eyes flickered towards me as I sat down. 

I gave Theo a disgruntled look. 

"Do you not feel the love in the air this morning Malfoy?" he quipped sarcastically. 

Theo's eyes sparkled and Blaise snorts at his joke. 

I ignore them and help myself to a piece of heart shaped toast, tearing it in half and being pleased at the outcome. 

The fact even us wizards are so happy to express our love to our loved ones in such mundane, trivial ways, made me mad that this is how people expressed it. Was there not more to love than paper cards and love hearts? 

"Lets head to charms early" I hear Blaise say. I look up to find him nudging Theo with his shoulder, "I heard Romilda Vane is attempting to slip Potter a love potion before class". 

I can't help but snicker alongside Nott. 

I catch Zabini slyly knock Aster's arm as he leaves with Nott. This causes me to look up and find Aster shyly smiling at me. Aster shy? This instantly has me worried. 

"What?" I grumble at her from across the table. 

She looks around casually before replying. 

"Happy Valentines Day my love" she says boldly, her shyness vanishing.

My mouth hangs open and my eyes search the table for eavesdropper's. The table is scattered with students, however the ones nearest seem to be fully involved in a loud conversation about the many valentines pilled in front of a popular fifth year. 

I look back and find her smirk widened, her eyes glittering with humour. 

I narrow mine at her. 

"I suppose you're expecting flowers, chocolates the whole thing?" I quip nervously. Unsure about her daring display of public attention. 

She rolls her eyes and grabs her goblet. 

"Not a fan of Valentines day?" she asks, her smirk still present. 

"The idea of having one day to appreciate your loved one seems prudent to me" I mutter, before picking up my own goblet, mirroring her. 

She smiles tightly, her eyes seem to crinkle with a sort of mysterious amusement. 

I decide to expand. 

"Shouldn't one express their affection for their lover every day?" 

I cringe as soon as I speak the words. 

"Lover?" she chuckles, a colour the same as the confetti sprinkled around the table rising to her cheeks. 

I roll my eyes at her and hope that she doesn't notice that I'm also donning the same blush. 

"I will be expecting affection every day from now on Malfoy" she says quietly, taking a sip from her goblet and watching me from over the rim. 

She finishes her drink before standing up and leaving. I watch her as she walks out of the Great Hall, her dark hair swaying as she walks. Its not until she leaves my sight that I realise I'm smiling. 

As I make my way to class, my thoughts run into a problem. I had never actually taken Aster out on a date.

Aster's POV

The next time I saw Draco was in Potions class. This period usually met me with conflicted emotions. I was always tickling with anticipating of seeing Draco but my thoughts often swayed to Harper. It was the only class in which I saw her in close proximity. Her very voice made me tense miserably. 

Today, the room was thick with the steam of potions. The pungent smell of peppermint...and green apples. 

Amortentia. 

A small chuckle escaped my lips. 

Draco was already sitting on his stool. He had taken to sitting in Harper's place since the start of the term, on the pretence of our assignment. 

"Fitting isn't it?" he scowled as I sat down. 

"What do you smell Malfoy?" I smirk. 

He leans closer to me, acting as if he's reaching for a spare phial next to me. 

"You. It always has been" he whispers in my ear, causing my skin to tingle with a new sense of excitement. 

"I much prefer tasting though" he mutters before he sinks back onto his stool. 

He chuckles at my blush that feels hot on my cheeks. 

"Malfoy!" 

Montague walks in, hand in hand with Harper. My eyes quickly betray me and they quickly take in how she looks. She looks up at Montague, she looks utterly besotted and my heart aches. He, on the other hand pulls her hand to her table and looks towards Malfoy as he rips his hand from her grasp. 

"You found a date yet for Hogsmeade this evening?"

I try hard to not look towards Draco. Instead I busy myself with my textbook. 

"I don't partake in Valentines Day, you know that" he grunts. 

"What's been with you lately? I haven't seen a girl on your arm in months." Montague teases Draco. 

I try not to smile. 

"I've had bigger things to think about Montague" Draco sneers, his tone threatening and authouritive. 

I hear Montague grunt and walk back towards his table. 

As Professor Slughorn starts his lecture, I feel Draco pull closer to me. He moves his stool silently closer to mine and I look to my side cautiously. 

"I have come to the realisation that I have yet to take you on an actual date" he whispers.

The statement surprises me and I have to grip myself onto the table in front of me to stop myself from falling backwards. 

I keep my gaze on my parchment. 

"We can't...we can't be seen-" I don't finish my sentence, he knows what I'm trying to say. 

"Just meet up in the astronomy tower at midnight" he mutters. 

"What about the cabinet?" I whispered so quietly for a quick second I doubted her heard me. 

"Have a day off" he huffed impatiently. 

I grinned. 

Every now and then, Draco would crack his patience and his pure-blooded mannerisms. It made me smile every time. 

"I think you need a day off. Merlin Malfoy, relax a little" I scoffed. 

I look up slightly and find him looking up at Professor Slughorn pacing at the front of the room, the corners of his mouth turned up in a small smirk. 

"Relax?" he murmurs, his tone almost sultry. 

I can't help but look up and I find his eyes fiery with silver flames. 

"I do like helping you relax" he adds. 

I raised my eyebrows at him before flashing my eyes to roam the room. Everyone was focused on Professor Slughorn's practised example of using a goats bezoar in a sleeping potion. Sparks and red flames were erupting from the open cauldron. 

As I watched the excited flames lick the air, a cool touch on my thigh made me jerk in my seat. Draco's hand was inching its way up my bare leg, his fingers itched their way across the seam of my underwear. 

"I do like the fact you now favour not wearing stockings" he coaxes, before slipping his fingers under my knickers and feeling the wetness already pooling at my centre. 

"At the rate you keep coming on to me, they started to become more of a nuisance rather than a necce-" his finger started to rub at my clit and my thighs clenched together, squeezing his hand tightly between my skin. 

"Draco" I hissed, my eyes darting around the room. 

Luckily, the tables in this classroom were wide enough for no one to hear our conversation or notice my sudden jerk, nor did they notice how close Draco was now to me. The dimness of the room being near the dungeons was also a benefit. 

He didn't relent, instead he pressed firmly on my sweet sport, making me squirm and begrudgingly bite my lip to stop moans from escaping my mouth. My vision started to swim as he played with me, the forbiddenness of the private act made my stomach coil even tighter. Draco and I had fooled around in semi-public places previously, but this seemed almost too public. My mind was torn with the very possibility of getting caught and the very close edge that he was pushing me to. It even seemed like that the very possibility of getting caught was spurring me on more.  

"Are you getting off on the possibility of getting caught?" he whispered hotly in my ear. 

I bit my lip harder, the metallic tang of blood coating my tongue as I puncture the skin. 

"Draco" I warn between heavy breaths. 

"This is but a little teaser of what's to come" he teases before removing his fingers from me and chuckling. 

The coolness of his absence makes my incomplete orgasm even harder to ignore. 

 As soon as Professor Slughorn finishes his lecture and dismisses the class to their term assignments, I jump out of my stool and exit the classroom, mumbling about using the bathroom. 

I have to douse myself in cool water from the tap in the bathroom for a good five minutes before I wander back to class, welcomed by a very smug Draco. 

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"Are you positive you don't want to just accompany me to Hogsmeade tonight?" Theo whined in my ear as he shuffled on his coat. 

Ignoring him, I turned to Blaise and helped him straighten his collar. 

"And who is this mystery date you are taking?" I asked Blaise, raising my eyebrows. 

He looked quite fetching in his dark blue woollen overcoat, his white shirt contrasted his dark skin well. 

"We're just going as friends..a group of us" Blaise confirmed. 

I nodded and looked at Theo, catching him checking me out. 

I had changed into a pair of leggings and my father's old hoodie. 

"Theodore! Stop checking me out!" I cried out, not stopping the smile that skimmed my face as he cheekily grinned at me. 

"Even in a hoodie you look absolutely gorgeous." He grins, swooping down to press a quick kiss to my cheek. 

I blush profusely, before shoving him off and pushing them out the door. 

I spent the next few hours, huddled in bed reading a book, waiting for the clock to chime midnight. I was trying to mask my unbridled nerves in the complexity of the story I was reading. 

The nerves of a first date. 

Draco's POV

I had charmed a few candles to float around the top of the astronomy tower, casting a soft glow to the dusty room. 

After confirming that I indeed only liked women, my mother had passionately lectured me about how to treat your witch, something I'm sure my father once did with my mother. Lately, however it seems like my father had taken to wooing the dark lord more than my mother. 

Don't take her for granted Draco.

Make sure you always have her consent. 

Make her feel appreciated. 

Show her how you really feel, don't hide. 

That one I was still trying to figure out. 

The thing was, Aster wasn't just any girl. 

I watched as the charmed candles flickered. The longer I looked at them, the more inelegant they seemed. 

I had brought a few blankets up with me and had placed them out in front of the open archway. Luckily, tonight was free of clouds and I could instantly spot my namesake sprinkled in the night sky. 

"Oh merlin-" her voice echoed sweetly in the empty vast room. 

I spin round to find Aster standing at the edge of the staircase. She was wearing a green hoodie, her dark hair tumbling effortlessly against the green fabric. She looked so innocent and homely. 

All of a sudden I felt embarrassed. 

"Is it too much?" I ask, walking towards her. 

Her eyes squirt around the room, wide and full.

"No, its beautiful" she says, her lips pulling up into a small smile. I pull her towards me, comforting in her warm soft touch. She places her hands on my shoulders and smiles up at me. 

Pressing my lips to hers, I can't help but sink into her lips, letting my tongue probe open her mouth and delve in. She moans against my kisses and my hands bring her tighter towards my chest. 

Before I get too swept up in her soft lips, I pull away and tug her towards the blankets. We sit down on the soft woollen fabric and I lie back with my arms behind my head, looking straight up at the dark sky. She surprises me by settling her head on my chest.  

"Why here?" she asks. 

"Its quiet most of the time, especially this time of night. I also have a little thing for stars." I admit, almost sheepishly. 

"Because of your name" she comments. 

I smile.

I point the Draco constellation out to her. 

"Did you know my name comes from the Greek word meaning star" she mumbles. 

My heart thumps heavily and for a second, I'm worried that she can feel the pumping pressure now threatening to burst out of my chest. 

"So we're both named after stars?" I mumble.

"Fitting" she mumbles back. 

I smile and watch as a red flush grows up her neck. She had dressed down for our date, her face void of make up and her hair tumbling effortlessly down her chest. I think I rather prefer her this way. Utterly herself. 

"I brought my guitar, seeing as you seem to have an affinity with it I thought maybe I could teach you?" I ask. 

She picks her head up from my chest and sits up. She bears a bright smile, her eyes crinkling in the sweet expression of hers. 

"Yeah?" She looks around and finds my guitar leaning against the stone wall next to the staircase. 

"Go get it" I encourage, nodding towards the guitar. 

She picks herself up from the blankets and collects the guitar, almost holding it as if it were glass. She hands it over, her eyes curiously rake over the wooden instrument. 

"Can you play something for me first?" she asks as she hands it over. 

I pick myself up slightly and shuffle to a nearby step, perching myself on the edge so that I can rest the guitar on my lap comfortably. I pat the step next to me, urging Aster to join. 

As she sits down next to me, I strum the chords, finding the strings pluck easily with my now-soft finger tips. 

I play a song I had been learning prior to the start of my sixth year, a muggle song. 

The chords are soft in the drafty room. I feel myself sink into the notes as I strum them, totally unaware that the girl I've had a crush on for three years is sitting next to me hearing one of my favourite songs. 

"Sing" she mutters breathily, snapping me out of my trance and forcing my eyes to find hers. 

Here comes the sun 
Here comes the sun
And I say it's all right

My voice is shaky and low. I could sing well but I wasn't used to singing in front of people. 

I look up and find her staring at me, her eyes wide and her mouth open. If it wasn't for the turn of her lip, I would have stopped. 

Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling, it seems like years since it's been here

Her eyes instantly light up as I sing the word 'darling' and I smirk before I continue. 

Here comes the sun do, do, do
Here comes the sun
And I say it's all right
Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces
Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun do, do, do
Here comes the sun
And I say it's all right
Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly...


I finished the song, letting my fingers drop from the strings. Normally I felt quite empty after singing. It was normally a way to empty my mind of thoughts in a way that Occlumency couldn't. Except now, it felt almost like too much emotion was now bursting within me.

I looked up and found Aster smiling gently, her eyes crinkled. 

"I never knew you could sing" she murmured. 

I pulled my hand to my neck, rubbing the heat now emanating from there. 

"Teach me" she whispers, edging closer to me. 

I hand over my guitar and pull her by the waist closer to me. She smiles up at me, a giggle escaping her lips. I tighten my grip on her waist at the sound. 

Raising my arm around her shoulder, I pull the guitar onto her lap and guide her fingers to the chords. She nestles her body into me and hugs the guitar close to her. 

And I teach her how to play guitar. 


A/N Finally a date! It took a while... 

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