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[Kristina Lupin]

Kristina watched Draco seem to battle over the two choices. She knew one thought that would instantlly go through his mind, as it had done her own. If he was anything like her, Kristina could only guess he was contemplating inviting her to his room instead. The only problem with that had been the fact that it would seemed a bit...She didn't want to think of it as too much exactly, but it just didn't seem like the right place for either of them for the time. Especially if ti meant they could be easily caught in there - and with her luck it would be by her own Father - which would have meant both of them would have been in even deeper trouble then what they would be now.

Kristina returned Draco's smile as he ran his fingers through her hair before taking her hand in his own and placing a kiss on it. She felt her cheeks grow hot slightly, and almost instantlly she knew she was blushing. But at the time, it didn't seem at all important to her that she was blushing. If anything, she was rather happy to be in Draco's presence, even if it did mean the two of them could get caught. At the moment, that was the farthest thing from her thoughts and that's exactly how she wanted to keep it for the time being.

Kristina allowed Draco to lead her out of the room and passed a few other rooms until finally reaching his office. As he pulled out a key, she found her heart skip a beat as she realized this was really the first time she had ever been outside of his classroom and his office, alone with him. It was just the two of us, and it wasn't as though she had a problem with that. In fact she was glad it was just the two of them. But to be led into his office alone with him, it just made everything seem a bit more exciting even to her.

As Draco led her into the office, Kristina took a few moments to adjust herself to the darkness. Though she couldn't say she hadn't expected this from Draco, as he was after all more in tune with the darkness. And his office showed that in almost every since. Though, it wans't as though it was a bad thing for Kristina. In fact, she actually liked the office - though a bit different from her own taste in decoration - but it wans't anything she dind't expect from the Professor.

"It's a rather, nice office..." Kristina commented as Draco conjured up two chairs for the two of them. She smiled at him when he pulled her chair out for her, and she stepped forward to take a seat, though stopped herself for a moment to lean forward and place the briefest of kisses on Draco's lips before taking her seat. The blush from earlier had long subsided, only now to be replaced by a new blush from when she had kissed Draco. She smiled innocently but averted her gaze as Draco sat down and pulled out two glasses and some Pumpkin Juice.

"I like Pumpkin Juice," Kristina commented as she looked back at Draco as he poured her some juice. She took a slow sip of the juice before setting the glass down only to take notice that he had neglected his own cup. She watched him for a moment before saying, "You've forgotten to pour yourself some." though she doubted whether this would be news to him or not.

[Draco Malfoy]

The room was much warmer than the cool and damp classroom that the two had just come from. Though, no windows were present. Many candles layered the room in places that needed them. Long lines of wax seeped down them all, as if they had been used many to many of times, but they were still large and full of wax. Draco pulled out his wand, flicking it lazily behind himself as if he had done it many times before. A light emerged into the darkened space, coming from a candle that had just been lit by the professor’s spell. Draco glanced again st Kristina, as if just now taking in her beauty.

Her straight, brown hair cascaded down the length of her back, just stopping at mid-back. It shone in the candlelight, and Draco was reminded of how romantic that may have seemed to be. Her eyes, her gorgeous eyes, had the color of chocolate. He couldn’t help but gaze into them, as if he were under a spell of some sort. Not even Medusa could have broken his gaze from her, and apparently, Kristina’s voice was more powerful than that. Draco blinked, as if confused by the comment. He looked around then at his office, taking it all in as if he had never been there before.

Draco couldn’t help but lean in toward the kiss that was pressed upon his lips. He had an upturn of his lips, and becoming a bit silent, he sat down parallel to the Gryffindor girl. As she commented on the emptiness of his glass, the professor looked down. He pulled the glass toward himself, but he didn’t seem very interested in pouring some pumpkin juice in it. He, instead, moved his finger over the rim of the glass.

Draco reached over the table and took Kristina’s hand in his. He pulled it to his lips and brushed them over the knuckles. It wasn’t so much of a kiss as it was a kind gesture. His eyes then looked up to once again state into Kristina’s chocolate brown orbs, as serious as he could under the current position. “I need to speak with you...” he said, not meaning to trail off afterward. He wasn’t too sure how he wanted to word this. ‘How are we going to keep this whole thing a secret?!’ No, too blunt.

“What are you planning on doing now that... this has happened?” he asked, still holding on to her hand.

((I’m sorry that it’s so short...))

[Kristina Lupin]

(That's not short at all. And for some reason, I’m still on my Phantom of the Opera kick, though I guess it doesn’t help that I’ve been listening to the song for three days now, does it? )

Momentarily, Kristina was lost. Allowing the briefest of moments for the scene to play out before her, she watched Draco as he gracefully pulled out his wand, using a spell to make the candle come to life, illuminating part of the room as well. Even after this simple spell had been done, she continued to watch him in his elegance. Everything about him, from his beautifully slicked back blond hair to the way he walked into a room full of people seemed graceful, as though it had taken a great deal of talent. If at all possible, just his beauty would be enough to hush a room of first year students, and perhaps all others.

She was lost in his radiance and couldn’t seem to pull herself free of this spell. The spell that was perhaps of love. A spell that would forever be impossible to break. She doubted very much whether this had been the spell done by wizard, it was far from that feeling. The feeling that you know something bad is going to happen right before it hits you. This was far from any of that...It was sheer love. A love that she had never felt before - not even toward James (though this would be something she would not bring to his attention anytime soon) -

Reluctantly, Kristina tore her gaze away from Draco as she turned to the glass of Pumpkin Juice that sat before her. Realizing now that she hadn't taken a sip of it yet - and not doing so would appear to be rude toward her host - Kristina picked up the glass slowly, bringing it to her lips and taking a slow sip of the juice, allowing the taste to fill her for a moment before she set the glass down on the table and brought her gaze to return once again to Draco. For a moment, she was breathless, surprised to find that the moment he'd looked up at her, their eyes met - her chocolate coated eyes locked onto his storm gray eyes - Behind those eyes, there was something deeper. A hidden message of sorts, something that hadn't been there in the passed times that she had watched him. She didn't linger on it though, as doing so could ruin the mood of the evening, and she was rather enjoying her detention with her Professor.

As she noted his glass had been empty, Draco did nothing by the way of reaching for the Pumpkin Juice to pour himself a glass. Instead, he reached toward the glass, pulling it closer to himself before allowing a pale finger to trail the edge of the glass. His eyes seemed distracted, just watching his finger chase around the rim of the glass. Kristina knew that look. It'd been a look she'd seen from many others in the past, something between distraction and deep thought. There was something on his mind that seemed to trouble him deeply, and it wasn't but a moment longer before he could bring himself to ask the question that had floated in the air between the two for so long.

The same question in which Kristina found herself contemplating many times before. It was a question she did not know how to answer herself.

"I don't know," Kristina admitted, more to herself then to Draco. "I guess that all depends...I mean..." she brought her gaze back to meet Draco's stormy gray eyes. "It would depend on what you think...About the two of us, I mean." she explained before falling silent.