Hermione walked slowly back from the loo, trying to stall. Harry and
Ron had gotten a little too touchy feely around her, and three people in a
private compartment is the perfect place for them to explore. They had
always been her best friends. What was up with this? She'd never
interested them before, but now it was seventh year all they seemed to want
to do was get in her pants. Robes. Whatever. Suddenly she collided with
a hard, solid object. What, did the walls move now?
"What's Mudblood Granger doing away from her boyfriends? They seemed awful lonely back there. If you neglect them you might lose your income," snickered Malfoy. He looked down at her, for he was what she had rammed into. "You're really in a good position there Granger.I wouldn't mind a quick job. That is, unless your boyfriends are expecting you."
Hermione spat at his feet and angrily stood up, brushing herself off. Suddenly Malfoy pushed her sideways and she stumbled and fell into an empty compartment.
"You really like the floor, don't you?" he mocked her, sliding the compartment door shut behind him and locking it. She stood up again, anger and defiance playing across her face. Malfoy smirked at the glimmer of fear in her eyes.
"Afraid of me.Hermione?" He looked her up and down, his eyes lingering at places he approved. She blushed, and turned her back to him.
"Let me out right now," she said shakily. Draco snickered and pulled her against his hard chest. She gasped as she felt his slight erection poking into her back. She whirled around and slapped him as hard as she could. He staggered back, cheek stinging. He recovered instantly and pressed her back into the wall, his body flush with hers. He kissed her, tasting the disgust she had with him.
"Doesn't that feel natural? You taste lovely." He kissed her again.
"Mmm!! Don't, unh, touch me!" she whispered venomously. Draco smirked.
"This is all you've wanted for six years.my gentle caress of you skin, the feel of me pressing against you," he said huskily. She looked at him with disgust and attempted to push him away.
"Can't you find anyone willing to touch you? I'm sure Goyle would be perfectly willing, for instance," she said and pushed more forcefully, causing him to stagger back a few feet. She took this opportunity to reach the door, and quickly slid into the hall. He reached for her but Hermione slammed his hand into the glass. He swore violently, cradling his hand gently in his other.
"You'll pay for that later girl.just watch me," he promised to himself as she stalked off down the hall.
"What's Mudblood Granger doing away from her boyfriends? They seemed awful lonely back there. If you neglect them you might lose your income," snickered Malfoy. He looked down at her, for he was what she had rammed into. "You're really in a good position there Granger.I wouldn't mind a quick job. That is, unless your boyfriends are expecting you."
Hermione spat at his feet and angrily stood up, brushing herself off. Suddenly Malfoy pushed her sideways and she stumbled and fell into an empty compartment.
"You really like the floor, don't you?" he mocked her, sliding the compartment door shut behind him and locking it. She stood up again, anger and defiance playing across her face. Malfoy smirked at the glimmer of fear in her eyes.
"Afraid of me.Hermione?" He looked her up and down, his eyes lingering at places he approved. She blushed, and turned her back to him.
"Let me out right now," she said shakily. Draco snickered and pulled her against his hard chest. She gasped as she felt his slight erection poking into her back. She whirled around and slapped him as hard as she could. He staggered back, cheek stinging. He recovered instantly and pressed her back into the wall, his body flush with hers. He kissed her, tasting the disgust she had with him.
"Doesn't that feel natural? You taste lovely." He kissed her again.
"Mmm!! Don't, unh, touch me!" she whispered venomously. Draco smirked.
"This is all you've wanted for six years.my gentle caress of you skin, the feel of me pressing against you," he said huskily. She looked at him with disgust and attempted to push him away.
"Can't you find anyone willing to touch you? I'm sure Goyle would be perfectly willing, for instance," she said and pushed more forcefully, causing him to stagger back a few feet. She took this opportunity to reach the door, and quickly slid into the hall. He reached for her but Hermione slammed his hand into the glass. He swore violently, cradling his hand gently in his other.
"You'll pay for that later girl.just watch me," he promised to himself as she stalked off down the hall.