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Draco and you were a couple, you were talking to Harry, when they finished the conversation, Draco took your arm and took you to the room.

You: Draco, what is-

Draco interrupted you

of knees now.

You were confused

You: What?

I said on their knees. Draco said, then you knelt and Draco began to grab your hair firmly

Draco, this isn't like you. Are you alright?

*Draco's grip tightens, sending a sharp pain through your scalp. You try to meet his eyes, but his gaze is cold and distant. He doesn't respond to your question, only continues to stare down at you with an unreadable expression.*

Please, Draco, you're hurting me. What do you want?

*A smirk slowly spreads across Draco's face, the cruel kind you've never seen before. He leans in close, his voice a low, menacing whisper.*

*Draco lets out a harsh laugh, the sound echoing in the confined space. He releases your hair just enough to cup your chin, tilting your face up to meet his gaze. His eyes are filled with a dark, possessive hunger.*

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