The Unlikelyness Of It All
By Dannie
Chapter 1- Night Fright
Her heart pounded against her chest, her breath coming faster and faster. Her legs ached from running and were threatening to give in. But I can't, Hermione thought to herself as panic overcame her.
Down the long dungeon corridors, twisting and turning, desperate to find her way out of this maze. Twice already, Hermione found led to dead ends. All the while hearing a soft voice coming closer following her at every turn she made.
At last, a sigh of relief escaping her lips, the stairs leading out of the dungeon lay ahead. Hermione quickened her pace as her hope, relief, and excitement mixed into her fear and desperation to get out.
A pair of hands came from nowhere, just as she was almost to the stairs, one clamping down on Hermione's mouth, the other around her waist. Her eyes filled with terror as she tried to scream and struggle out of her stalker grasp. But struggling did no good, instead she found herself in a tighter hold. Just barely, Hermione managed to turn around enough to get a glimpse of her late night stalker. Draco Malfoy. What the? She thought.
"Shhh, stop struggling will you?" Draco whispered into his ear, his lips grazing her ear.
Hermione did her best to stop her movements, figuring that he would let her go once she stopped. And well sure enough he loosened his grip, but unfortunately didn't let her go, instead her pinned her against the stone wall.
"Malfoy, who do you think you are?" she demanded in a wisper," Stalking me down the halls, scaring me, then thinking you can just grab me and pin me against the wall like this?"
"I scared you eh?" he whispered back, ignoring Hermione's question, and looked into her eyes.
Hermione looked into his eyes, and nodded like a little girl. She watched as a heated gaze came over him, and couldn't help how her own body started to burn because of it. She started to tremble for something, his touch. Draco's eyes left Hermione's and started traveling downwards, taking in her body, how she trembled. But instead of from fear, it was from desire, one he himself was feeling also. His eyes took in her breasts, how they pressed against the fabrics of her blouse, and how if he just turned his head slightly, he could see the top of one of her mounds through the unbuttoned gap at the top. Lower he went, over her flat stomach to her hips that were perfectly rounded, to her long baby soft looking legs, the ones that he was tempted to feel, along with the rest of her womanly body. Draco's gaze ended there and went back up to Hermione's face, to her lips, which she was nervously biting, turning them into a rose color. Draco desired to taste them, those lips that appeared so soft and glorious a texture, but he resisted, for now, he thought.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Hermione asked, breaking him from his thoughts, nervous of what he was thinking of. Deep down though, she wanted it. Disgusted with the thought, Hermione tried to think of things that she liked, oddly enough Draco came to mind. Hermione shook her head and waited for his response, though she wasn't prepared for it.
"You," Draco whispered. Then he remembered what he just said and said, "You need to come back to Head Boy/Girl room, and go to bed. Tomorrow is first day of classes and we need to get our rest, especially you Muddblood, if you want to be ahead of all your classes, again, this year."
"What does it matter to you?" Hermione asked curiously," I mean, why do you care if I'm out and about? Last I checked, we were sworn enemies,"
"Because we are Head students and anything either one of us does that's wrong, like wandering around the school after hours, effects the other person. And who says we cant be civil to eachother while we live together?"
"Fine," Hermione said, then remembered that she was still trapped by him, "Well?"
"Well what?," he asked, frowning.
"Well are you going to let me go, or shall I stay trapped here by your arms?" she said.
He paused for a second before backing off. "Sorry," he muttered, then turned and headed for their shared quarters above the dungeons, Hermione trailing after him.
Chapter 1- Night Fright
Her heart pounded against her chest, her breath coming faster and faster. Her legs ached from running and were threatening to give in. But I can't, Hermione thought to herself as panic overcame her.
Down the long dungeon corridors, twisting and turning, desperate to find her way out of this maze. Twice already, Hermione found led to dead ends. All the while hearing a soft voice coming closer following her at every turn she made.
At last, a sigh of relief escaping her lips, the stairs leading out of the dungeon lay ahead. Hermione quickened her pace as her hope, relief, and excitement mixed into her fear and desperation to get out.
A pair of hands came from nowhere, just as she was almost to the stairs, one clamping down on Hermione's mouth, the other around her waist. Her eyes filled with terror as she tried to scream and struggle out of her stalker grasp. But struggling did no good, instead she found herself in a tighter hold. Just barely, Hermione managed to turn around enough to get a glimpse of her late night stalker. Draco Malfoy. What the? She thought.
"Shhh, stop struggling will you?" Draco whispered into his ear, his lips grazing her ear.
Hermione did her best to stop her movements, figuring that he would let her go once she stopped. And well sure enough he loosened his grip, but unfortunately didn't let her go, instead her pinned her against the stone wall.
"Malfoy, who do you think you are?" she demanded in a wisper," Stalking me down the halls, scaring me, then thinking you can just grab me and pin me against the wall like this?"
"I scared you eh?" he whispered back, ignoring Hermione's question, and looked into her eyes.
Hermione looked into his eyes, and nodded like a little girl. She watched as a heated gaze came over him, and couldn't help how her own body started to burn because of it. She started to tremble for something, his touch. Draco's eyes left Hermione's and started traveling downwards, taking in her body, how she trembled. But instead of from fear, it was from desire, one he himself was feeling also. His eyes took in her breasts, how they pressed against the fabrics of her blouse, and how if he just turned his head slightly, he could see the top of one of her mounds through the unbuttoned gap at the top. Lower he went, over her flat stomach to her hips that were perfectly rounded, to her long baby soft looking legs, the ones that he was tempted to feel, along with the rest of her womanly body. Draco's gaze ended there and went back up to Hermione's face, to her lips, which she was nervously biting, turning them into a rose color. Draco desired to taste them, those lips that appeared so soft and glorious a texture, but he resisted, for now, he thought.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Hermione asked, breaking him from his thoughts, nervous of what he was thinking of. Deep down though, she wanted it. Disgusted with the thought, Hermione tried to think of things that she liked, oddly enough Draco came to mind. Hermione shook her head and waited for his response, though she wasn't prepared for it.
"You," Draco whispered. Then he remembered what he just said and said, "You need to come back to Head Boy/Girl room, and go to bed. Tomorrow is first day of classes and we need to get our rest, especially you Muddblood, if you want to be ahead of all your classes, again, this year."
"What does it matter to you?" Hermione asked curiously," I mean, why do you care if I'm out and about? Last I checked, we were sworn enemies,"
"Because we are Head students and anything either one of us does that's wrong, like wandering around the school after hours, effects the other person. And who says we cant be civil to eachother while we live together?"
"Fine," Hermione said, then remembered that she was still trapped by him, "Well?"
"Well what?," he asked, frowning.
"Well are you going to let me go, or shall I stay trapped here by your arms?" she said.
He paused for a second before backing off. "Sorry," he muttered, then turned and headed for their shared quarters above the dungeons, Hermione trailing after him.