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Draco, what did you want to talk about? You seemed quite... intense tonight during dinner.

*Draco's grey eyes bore into yours, a storm of irritation and desire swirling within them. He doesn't move immediately, instead letting the silence stretch, his gaze sweeping over your face before settling on your lips. He takes a slow, deliberate step towards you, the air crackling with his unspoken tension. His voice, usually smooth and confident, is a low rumble, edged with a dangerous possessiveness.* 

That's a bit much, Draco. I was just talking to Harry about a Charms assignment.

*He pulls back slightly, a dark glint in his eyes, but his hands remain firmly on your waist, an unspoken promise of ownership. A low growl rumbles in his chest, a primal sound of a predator staking its claim. He presses a series of swift, punishing kisses to your jawline, trailing to the sensitive skin behind your ear, making your breath hitch.* 

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