Pansy and Draco's Summer Escapades

"Don't do that-" he gave up with what he was saying because she'd already gone under again. As she tickled him he tried to worm away and find her. When he recieved a face full of water he laughed. Slowly he started to swim towards her he smirked then threw himself at her knocking them both below the surface.

Pansy luckily got a good gasp of air before Draco knocked her under. She held to his shoulders as they floated weightless in the water, watching him past the hair that was swirling in front of her face. She pulled his head toward her and kissed him lightly before slipping away and diving deeper. A few tropical fish darted past her as she kicked her legs trying to out-swim Draco.

Draco smirked as she moved closer and kissed him. Swimming away he watch her for a moment before diving after her and quickly catching up. Looping an arm around her waist he tugged her surfaceward. As they broke the surface he had to smile. Even though Pansy was being completely insane when she leapt off the boat this was rather nice. Floating on his back he relaxed, the water was toasty warm and the sun was still shining brightly.

Pansy let him pull her to the surface and she pushed her hair back from her face. She traced her fingers across Draco's stomach as he floated, glancing lazily toward their ship, which had drifted away from them a little. "Draco. How do we get up again?" She didn't wait for him to answer, perhaps forgetting she had even asked him a question in her still strange drunk state. She leaned forward and pressed her lips to his, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Draco was floating on his back and suddenly considered the problem of getting them back on the ship. Mere seconds later he felt Pansy's nimble fingers run across his stomach as she voiced the same question. As he prepared to answer all thoughts flew from his head. Pansy had thrown herself on him in a passionate kiss and, in doing so, knocked them back underwater. Slipping his arms around her back as she wrapped her legs around him he swam them up to the surface again. It would do to let her drown. He'd only just gotten her back to life.

Pansy pulled back as they resurfaced and laughed, locking her ankles together behind his back. "Is that your wand in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?" Pansy giggled because Ashley could not resist using that line after what Tam just said to her. After another kiss on the lips, she moved on to kissing his neck and chest and shoulders over and over as he kept them floating. "I love rum."

"I'm happ- Wait! My wand!" Draco grinned and enjoyed the kisses she was peppering him with. Sliding one arm free from behind her he reached into his trunks and pulled out his wand (the wooden one... this time). Removing it from the water he twirled it, contemplating which spell would get them out best.

Pansy continued kissing his chest because that is what drunk Pansy likes to do right now, since the 'do-something-stupid-that-could-get-you-killed' thing was already taken care of. She paused just long enough to look at Draco as he twisted his wand - the boring one - around in his fingers. "Well, go on." She suggested, going back to kissing him, nuzzling up under his jaw and below his ear. The ocean was nice, but a little chilly for too long, and she wanted to lay out in the sun on the deck again. And maybe find some more rum. Rum's good.

Draco was enjoying the lazy kisses far too much to really think properly. He settled for wingardium leviosa-ing them back onto the boat. First he put Pansy up there then he got himself. Back on the boat he grabbed his towel off the ground and wrapped Pansy in it. Hugging her tightly he gave her a soft kiss.

She gripped the corners of the towel with her hands, tugging it tight around her as Draco started to kiss her. Soon though, she'd moved her hands to his neck, wrapping them up together in his oversized towel. She leaned closer to him, getting up on her tiptoes become more ferocious in his kiss, consciously or not pressing her hips into his as she did so. She smirked, wondering if he'd put his wand back into his pocket or not, because he still seemed pretty dang happy to see her.

Draco moaned into her mouth as she pressed herself closer to him. Drunk Pansy was fun. Pulling her as close as he could he disengaged from the kiss and started working his way down her neck. She tasted like an interesting combination of salt, rum and Pansy. It was delicious.

All usual thoughts, namely those which would keep Pansy quiet right now, were gone. She moaned almost loudly as he made his way down her neck. Pansy was pressing into him even more now, shoving her hip bones forcefully against his own as she reached upward and rolled her head lazily to the side, presenting her neck to him.

Draco slid his arms around her very straticically and, in a quick motion that drew a shriek from her, he scooped her up into his arms. Giving her another kiss as she tightened her arms around him he started walking down the stairs, back to his cabin.

Part Three: Island Dog

Pansy stepped out on the deck early in the morning enjoying a bit of quiet before sleepy-head Draco woke up. Tomorrow was their last day here, and she was definitely going to miss it. She watched the blue water and the rising sun, taking in the memory of it when she saw it again: that same dog that had been wandering in the dunes around the side of the house for the past few days. She wrapped her robe around her and headed out into the sand toward the dog, where she was immediately greeted with licks to her hands and happy tail wagging. No collar, and apparently no home, Pansy led the dog back up to the house, shouting through the open door as she scratched it behind the ears while sitting on the deck.
“Draco?”

Draco slowly stumbled out of the door clutching his morning coffee while looking sexy and sleep mussed. "Huh... what?" He scrubbed at his eyes with a fist and took a long drink of his coffee, not feeling the burn as it slid down his throat.

Pansy stood up and the dog watched her cross the deck toward Draco, wagging its tail. “Draco, look.” She smiled up at him before turning around to point at the dog who was watching them with its big brown eyes. “It’s been wandering around the house for the past few days.” She turned to look back at him, resting her hands on his chest and looking up at him with big brown eyes of her own.

"Mmhmm." he put the coffee cup down and wrapped his arms around her, kissing her on the forehead. "Shouldn't it go back to its home?" His voice was muffled because he had his face buried in her hair.

"Well it can't possibly have one, can it? I mean, you do own the entire island..." She smirked at him and turned to look at the dog again and it lay down and put its head on its paws really adorably. "Couldn't we keep him, Draco?" She leaned close and looked up at his grey eyes. "Please?"

"Uhh, sure." he was still exhausted and tugged her towards the house, "Why are you up so early anyway?" As he blinked at the sunlight it slowly dawned on him what he'd just agreed too. Looking from the dog to Pansy he started to get worried.

“Couldn’t sleep. I mean, it is one of our last days here anyway. Might as well enjoy all of it instead of sleeping it away.” She spoke rather quietly, almost in a distracted way as she stared at the dog with a growing smile on her face.

Draco looked down at the dog and then back at his wife... He probably should have thought this one through first... He had the worrying feeling that there might be someone else worming its way into their bed... Crap. "Pansy, when you said you wanted to keep the dog did you mean take it home?" he dreaded the answer.

"Well it would be a little difficult to feed him from home if we leave him here..." She turned back to Draco, blinking her eyes up at him, open as big and round as she could. He would give in, she knew it. He couldn't tell her no. He'd never been able to, so why would he start now? Her lips parted in a whisper so quiet he might have missed it. "Please?"

Draco looked at the dog again then back to her and regretted it. She was making that face, the face she knew he couldn't say no too... Damn her... "Alright love, he can come home with us... Does he have a name yet?"

"Aw, Draco, thank you!" She said, giving him a quick kiss on the lips before spinning around to face the dog again. She dropped to her knees and he quickly got up and padded over to her. She held his head in her hands and scratched his ears, tilting her head to the side in thought. The dog copied her head-tilt, his tongue lolling out in a doggy smile. "I don't know. I've never gotten to name anything before. What do you think?" she asked, turning over her shoulder to glance up at Draco.

Draco watched her turn from him to face the dog and knew that this was it... She was gone... Drat... And he couldn't even hate the dog... Not when it stared up at him like that. Looking all cute and grateful, hold on... Since when did dogs look grateful? Fuuuuuuck. That dog was too cute. He was a goner. "Erm... I don't know. Scorpius? Do you want to give him an island name? It is a him right?" Draco was not about to personally get down and check the gender of the still rather mucky canine. "And should we give him a bath?" as soon as he finished asking he realized his mistake... We.