More than Gravity is a story that just came to me randomly. It's been a while since I updated or even written a fanfiction. Then a day such as this, it just felt right. Finished in one day and a headache as comfort (wworth it though) I might have this as a shorter story or a longer, depends on what I feel like and if the story is responded well to. Hopefully you'll like it, if not then I have other stories you might like. I won't steal any more of your time. So enjoy reading this little chapter!
Disclaimer: I do not own any rights for Harry Potter and never will. All rights goes to J.K Rowling. I just bend on the characters for fanfictions.
Warnings: I've mentioned this in other stories but might as well do here too. I probably have a few spelling errors here and there and if you find any just tell me and help me improve! Second warning is that this story will have A LOT of mature stuff. Some chapters might be more mature than others and with mature I mean sex/fetish/bondage (the later will probably appear on future chapters not sure) and this first chapter will include mature. So no flames since you have now been warned. If you're into that stuff then just go ahead and read!
1999 September 13th. Mondays
Mondays are easily the worst day of the week. It's the first day of the school week addition to all classes with the rivalry house Gryffindor. To say Draco Malfoy wasn't fond of the day was to put it mildly. He figured everything that happened last year, when Voldemort was defeated things would be different. Nope, he had been mistaken, Draco still hated the boasting Gryffindors. Ironically his hatred had actually grown towards them. He hadn't planned on returning back to Hogwarts after the battle however his mother slithered her way around, persuading her son that it would benefit him in the future. Apparently his grades and 'graduation' was of great importance now. As his father was still imprisoned at Azkaban Narcissa had to make decisions at the manor, and thought it best for her son to get a proper education. Their family went through a lot that year, and the last thing Draco wanted to do was hurt his mother's feelings. Which lead him to finally agree on returning back to Hogwarts.
Alongside Draco there was only 100 'old' students coming back, and ten of them was Slytherins. Mostly because of the war many had vanished or died at the battle. One of Draco's better friends had died, Blaise Zabini. It had taken a long time to process his friend's death since Draco didn't really open up to just anyone. Not so surprisingly almost every Gryffindor and Ravenclaw came back (the ones that survived.) Even the golden boy and his annoying friend know-it-all, the Weasel hadn't returned however. Despite the nicknames there wasn't any malice towards them anymore, Draco just simply ignored them. It just felt pointless to even be bothered by them. For the first time Draco didn't have anyone else telling him what's wrong or right. Commanding him on what to do. Having the deatheater mark on his right arm for a weak reminder. The day Voldemort was finally defeated Draco felt relieved. Even his father had felt remorse and tried to make up for the years serving the Dark Lord. Draco highly doubted that his father would truly change his ways, he was too far gone and soon after the trial was over. Lucius was taken away and imprisoned at Azkaban.
Now Draco could decide for himself, something he never had an option to do when he was younger. Despite his mother's wishes for him to return back to Hogwarts. He now had a second chance to make this school year become better than his previous ones. However a few things never changed. Which led to why Draco hated Mondays and how the hatred had only grown towards Gryffindors.
1999 September 13th. Annoyed
First class with the Gryffindors happened to be Draco's favourite subject, potions. With the death of Severus Snape, the former Professor Horace Slughorn had taken his place tutoring once again. Draco considered him being ancient and that the old bat should retire. Mostly because Slughorn always regarded Draco with a skittish nervous expression. It was an expression Draco was faced with from many students this year. Only the slightest bump from a first year, and they would quickly stutter out an apology and run away. At the beginning of the school year Draco hadn't expected any less but now it was starting to piss him off. Did they really expect him to become evil and use an unforgivable? Maybe that would've been his future last year, if things ended up differently. The scared expressions wasn't the only ones Draco was haunted by. There had been some admiration as well, particularly coming from Gryffindor girls and some boys. The Hufflepuffs had even turned to extreme, writing him love letters with confetti. If Draco knew that returning back to Hogwarts was going to end up like this, he'd rather just stayed back at the manor. Instead he had to either endure the ogling girls from the first row on his left, or the glaring eyes at his left.
There's only that much a bloke could stand as Draco slumped his usually composed shoulders turning his attention back to the boiling cauldron adding the moondew drops . He gave a frustrated groan. "What's that for?" the voice beside him asked while stopping cutting the ingredients needed for the Wiggenweld potion. Draco looked at his fellow Slytherin, Theodore Nott. They never been that close in the early years, but now they were the only ones left in their circle of friends. It could've been worse, Theodore was an alright bloke so they got along fairly well. Draco wasn't in the mood for gossip so he figured that he could change the topic of conversation elsewhere, gesturing to the ingredients needed. "It says 'heat until the potion turns yellow' and then I added the moondew drops" read Draco with a simple shrug on his shoulders. Once again returning to follow the instructions based from the textbook. Theodore scoffed. "You know very well that it wasn't what I referred to" he pointed out matter of fact, placing down the knife on the desk to face Draco fully. "You seem pissed for a reason, and the annoyed groan just now made it pretty obvious that you are"
"I'm not"
"You are-"
"Not-"
"Yes-"
"No"
They continued arguing and it probably would've continued on like that if Draco hadn't felt the boring eyes of Theodore, a look that said I'm not dropping this so just spit it out. Again Draco groaned this was definitely not what he agreed to come back to. "It's them" he gritted out his voice hushed so only Theo could hear. Theodore raised a brow at him. "Them? Them who exactly?" he asked more intrigued. Draco rolled his eyes incredulous at Theo's question. "Who do you think? Voldemort?" Draco hadn't really meant to blurt the name out, he even flinched himself for saying it and was grateful that only the wizard next to him had heard. "Yes them-" he gestured with a hand towards the giggling girls at the front row and the rest of the glaring students at left. "- it's starting to piss me off. Everyday is the same. You'd think by now they found something better to do" he continued with a snarl. Theodore none the wiser looked at the people Draco gestured at and then back to the blonde. "Do you mean you're annoyed because of the attention you're getting. Or that that people are starting to see who you truly are?" Theodore questioned crossing his arm over his robes. He didn't mean any harm by it, his curiosity taking the better of him.
Draco lips turning into a sneer. "They don't see shit. So obviously the former" he spat the words with venom. Draco had always been this way, there was no lies in his personality only in his actions during the war. Now it was Theodore's time to roll his eyes, that was just utterly bullshit. "Keep telling yourself that. I don't think you're that bothered about the attention to be honest" said Theo inspecting the wizard in front him. Draco gave a insulted snort at the words. What could possibly Theodore know? Now he was just assuming things which clearly didn't sit right in Draco's head. Deciding that the potion should be his point of focus he ignored the Slytherin again and added the honeywater as he watched the liquid turn turquoise, increasing the heat to the cauldron. "Don't ignore me Malfoy I-"
"Hey"
Draco looked up to see the Gryffindor brunette standing beside them, or rather beside Theodore. He saw his friend's face lit up which formed a sickening sneer on Draco's. One annoying thing Draco forgotten to mention was Theodore's know-it-all girlfriend. The surprise he expressed when the Slytherin told him they started dating that summer and then later became a couple was big. He never thought Nott would ever settle for a muggleborn although things had changed and Theo had even told Draco he never believed in the prejudice between the wizarding statuses.
"How's the potion going?" she asked Theo who was still staring at her with love sick puppy eyes. Draco couldn't help but roll his eyes at her question. He knew that wasn't the reason she walked up to them.
"Fine, just fine. And you?"
"Already done" she declared with a sassy smirk. Draco heard the snicker grumbling from Theo and his own fingers gripped the edge of the desk the knuckles turning white, wanting to get the hell out of there in that second.
"So cocky, I like it. Maybe you could give us a hand?" he suggested and there was a pause from the female as she tucked her lower lip inside her mouth glancing over to the blonde. "I don't think both of you would approve" saying that in a hushed tone earning a roll on Theo's eyes. "Don't-" Theo begun only to feel her soft small hands placed on top his mouth. Leaning up on her toes to whisper something indecent in his ear, because Theo flushed just when she pulled back. "Such a minx" he growled and she smirked uncharacteristic at him. That's when Draco snapped, pushing himself away from the desk and he scowled at Granger. "Can you just sod off and go back to your own potion Granger" he spat, his icy-grey eyes turning darker when glared at her, Granger wasn't one to back down a challenge and she stared back at him instead she had a growing smirk. "What's wrong Draco? Bad day?" his eyes twitched by the use of his first name, though he should've been used by that now because she still continued calling him that whenever they crossed path.
"Malfoy" he corrected with a growl.
"Of course" said Granger with an all too sweet voice flashing him a smile before turning around to her boyfriend. "Will I still see you later tonight?"
"I wouldn't miss it" Theo told her with an all too knowing smirk. Draco just about had enough of their small display of affections. They can continue that when he wasn't present and had to be grossed out in the progress. Before he knew it Granger had finally departed and Draco controlled himself breathing in a deep sigh. "You don't have to act like a jerk" and Draco raised a brow at Theo. "I'm always a jerk, why should I change now?" there was a silence between the two and Theo was the first one to speak. "That isn't true. Everyone else can see that. So why can't you?" Draco hadn't seen that response coming and he was surprisingly loss for words. Just turning to pay his attention back to the potion.
1999 September 13th. A mistake
When the day's classes were over Draco was found inside the Hospital Wing. Feeling uncomfortable already when Madame Pomeroy was fussing about Theodore's injury. Everything had happened so fast Draco didn't have time to react or stop the inevitable from happening. Some damned Hufflepuffs thinking that it was a smart idea to piss off Peeves just when him and Theodore was entering the Great Hall and a school bench was thrown their way. Draco had managed to get out of harm's way, unfortunately for his friend he didn't. Gaining a concussion and two broken ribs. If it wasn't for Professor Sprout's presence whom gave both Hufflepuff boys one week's detention each, Draco probably would've hexed them far worse than a simple detention.
"I have to go. I'm supposed to meet someone in ten minutes" Theodore struggled against Pomfrey's tries to push him back down again. "Oh no you don't. You have a severe concussion and the procedure for a broken rib takes 13 hours to fix and you Mr Nott have two broken ribs!" the elderly mediwitch huffed. Draco had to admit that the whole scenario now looked quite amusing, because Theodore was not pleased at all.
"Here drink this" she handed him a vial of purple liquid . "I don't want to" he pouted turning his head. "Do you want me to force it down your throat?" she warned pulling out her wand ready to force the liquid down if it came to that. It hadn't been the first time one of her patients had refused their medicine. Theo's eyes bulged out in fear when he stared back at Pomfrey "Well?" she asked pursing her lips.
And he downed the purple medicine in one go, gasping out of disgust scrunching his face all together when the vial was empty. "Fuck that's vile!" he cursed and the mediwitch snorted as she retook the vial from Theodore. "What did you expect? Pumpkin juice?" she then returned back to her other patients that needed her attention. Draco sitting on a chair next to the hospital bed Theodore was resting on having an amused expression the whole time and only then did his friend notice. "Are you having a laugh?" it only increased Draco's highly amusement.
"Yes"
"Prat" Theo snorted a short laugh but cringed as his ribs only pained him more when he laughed. He rested back to the pillow looking at the blonde from the corner of his eyes. "These beds are fucking uncomfortable." he sighed.
"Yup"
"Well you're being your usual fun. Can't give me more than one word?
"Of course" Draco begun "That was two" he said with a crooked smirk spreading. Theo merely rolled his eyes but returned with his own smirk. "Who in their right minds thinks that pissing off Peeves is a great idea!?"
"Don't ask me. I'm never that stupid" that earned a raised brow from Theodore saying are you serious? Draco just choose to ignore it and cleared his throat. "I best be off. Can't have you believe I'm here for you now can we?" said Draco in a joking manner and stood up. Theodore didn't really give a damn about the joke leaning up on his elbows as much as the restricted pain would let him. "Since you're leaving. I have a favor to ask of you" Draco raised a brow, when had he ever given the impression that he extended favors to anyone? However he couldn't admit that the request held his curiosity. "Speak, and we will see" he added with a short head nod. There was a pause and the silence once again fell upon the two wizards. It was like Theodore was having an inner argument with himself. "I'm waiti-"
"Could you tell Hermione I won't be coming today. Tell her that I'm here at the hospital wing?" asking with pleadingly eyes as he bit down on the corner of his lower lip. Draco tensed, his face fell once the request was uttered. There was a long discussion after that, mostly on how Draco refused to do that kind of favor. Madame Pomfrey had to hush them twice when the argument got more loud and heated. Draco had every reason to decline. Firstly there was too much history between the know-it-all and him, secondly they didn't get along very well. Sure there was no big malice between them as previous years but that didn't mean Draco stopped disliking her. So what made him actually agree to do the favor was even beyond him, probably just to make Theodore shut up about his nagging.
"Thanks" Theodore called out.
Draco just muttered angrily under his breath when he left the Hospital Wing.
1999 September 13th. Midnight
Where the hell was she?! It was already midnight and Draco had been waiting at the direction given by Theodore for almost twenty minutes by now. He always figured she was on time for everything, perhaps Theodore wasn't as important to the witch as his friend let out. If that was the case Draco would surely have a more peaceful school year. Then again Theo would probably sulk and drown his misery with fire whiskey. So neither of those outcomes sounded remotely fair to Draco right now. Besides why would anyone even want to meet up at a place like this? When the blonde had first arrived at the dark secluded corridor he figured it must've been a joke, it was pitch black and he could literally only see darkness, still it was the given direction from Theodore. He was never doing any more favors to his fellow Slytherin again or rather to anyone he thought to himself aggravated. Draco had almost given up and pondered about leaving all together when he suddenly felt one hand placed on his mouth and another to his eyes, which was pointless since he couldn't see for shit anyways. "Sorry to keep you waiting" the silky voice whispered near his ear, sending a betraying shiver down his spine. Shit, he panicked, the witch probably thought he was Theodore. Draco gave a attempted muffled sound against her palm.
"Shh. Don't speak" she whispered seductively. A sound that would drive any guy crazy with knees weak. Still this was Draco Malfoy he wouldn't stand for this, especially not with her. Struggling to get away, and push her hands away. Only to feel his body go rigid when he heard the faintest of spell spoken by Granger that immobilised him completely. Draco couldn't do anything but wait for the Gryffindor's next move as he heard the heels of her shoes moving to stand in front of him. He was unable to see her but the faintest perfume made it too damn real not to be true. Once again he attempted to make an effort on explaining that he wasn't Theodore. "I-" and her hand were promptly back against his mouth cutting his words short and Draco frowned. "Didn't I just tell you to be silent?" she tutted with a giggle. This was becoming more nerve wrecking when was unable to move or speak. Granger spoke another wandless spell and she removed her hand from his mouth. "This will keep you silent" she begun and seconds later she placed a scarf on top his mouth tying the knot behind his head. Draco widened his eyes, not that she could actually see him but this was ridiculous. Did she not feel the difference between him and Theodore?
Hermione pulled away, only being able to make out the figure of his shadow and she licked her plump lips. Her pupils dilated in lust for boyfriend, never once did it cross her mind that this wasn't Theo. "I wanted to do something for you-" she begun and got closer "-I know you've wanted this for a while and I wanted to spice things up-" now she started to ride her fingertips up and down his masculine torso. "-I only have two demands" and she inched closer to his neck letting her tongue run against his skin and up to his earlobe and sucked down. "You're not allowed to speak or move….therefore the scarf and the immobilising spell" she erotically explained. Draco's brain was racing with panic, his chest felt heavy as he breathed quickly through his nose. What the fuck was going on? The words repeated in his head. The closing in by the Gryffindor made him nervous that something very bad would happen. It wasn't that Draco lacked sex drive, far from it in fact. However this was wrong, not only was she the Gryffindor know-it-all he always disliked but this was also Theodore's girlfriend. Although another small part of his brain felt impressed that she kept this naughty side of her hidden so well.
"You have no idea how wet my cunt feels right now" hummed Granger with a whine. Draco's eyes rolled back to his head again the betraying shiver down his spine appeared. This time other parts of his body reacted as well, his cock growing harder with each erotic words she toyed him with. Apparently Granger had noticed this too as her hand brushed against his bulge and she grinned. "Mmm. I feel that your cock is aching for attention as well" toying with him once more. "I should probably take care of that" Draco's heart in his throat this time when it downed him what she was referring to. No? Was she really going to do that? He swallowed greatly the scarf making it more difficult. He could feel the beads of sweat forming on his forehead. Never in Draco's life had he felt this nervous, okay that was a lie but this came damn close! His question was confirmed when he heard Granger shuffle down to her knees widening his eyes again. "Mmpff ..mo..mmmpppff w-a" the muffled noises he made against the scarf sent an earnest giggle from Hermione. "I see you're impatient"
WHAT?! His head snapped staring down to her directions. That was nowhere near what he had tried to say. This stupid bint couldn't hold on to her arousal for the next day?! He was going to kill Theo when-wait. It's probably best he never told his friend about this. He had to make something up that he forgot about meeting Granger. His thoughts was pushed away when he heard the zipper to his trousers pulled down. As he couldn't move there was no way in hell he could actually do anything to stop her. It downing him right then that this was actually happening, it really was. The sweat was now continuously running down his forehead and his chest was rapidly rising and falling. There was a cold breeze when both trousers and boxers was pulled down to his knees. Leaving him vulnerable in this naked state, revealing his semi hard cock that was stretching around up to eight inches when fully erect. There was mouthful of cold air coming from Granger's lips and Draco's eyes rolled back to his head again, it was all he could do under a situation like this. He was beginning to lose focus on what was going on because this erotic witch was making him shamefully horny at her teasing and touching. He blamed himself for not reacting quicker when first felt her place her hand on top his mouth. This was surely not supposed to happen.
"Mmm I can't wait to have your cock down my throat" she purred now her hands starting to knead his thighs with each inch getting closer to his now fully erection. Never in Draco's life had there been any dirty talk with the girls he's had sex with and this was only a blowjob! The images of what other sweet naughty words could spill from her lips while fucking her raw played over and over again in his head. Though he knew it to be wrong. "Fuck!" he verbalised as groan into the scarf. Her hand now wrapping around the eight inches cock. It didn't take long till Granger started moving her hand up and down, gently at first. Draco is now powerless to resist what is happening anymore. Desperately wanting to thrust his hips against the pleasure she was giving him. Using her skilled fingers to pull his foreskin down and Draco moaned out in bliss. The speed of her hand was increasing and so was his grunts of pleasure. Draco is lost by the rhythm, each movement by her small hand gripping his cock felt like heaven. He shut his eyes tightly as wave after wave was only building up the inevitable. He had some difficulties only breathing through his nose by now and he was sure if anyone passed the corridor they could probably hear his mess of moans. Damn this naughty witch. Who knew she possessed this kind of trait? Suddenly the movement stopped and he opened his eyes looking down at her. That was it?! Blushing at his thoughts luckily she couldn't see that….which was probably a good thing. Because if Granger realised who this actually was then this would be over. Ashamed for even thinking it but he didn't want this to stop now.
"Bet that felt good?"
Yes. Hell yes! He thought to himself trying to catch his breathings.
"Now for the best part, I've been dying to taste you" Granger teased licking her lips just before she gave a lick along his shaft.
Draco was sure if he wasn't paralysed by now his knees would've faltered and his toes curl. Using the edges of her tongue around the corners of his cock making sure it was easy enough to have him slide down her throat. With each devoted lick Draco was once again a moaning mess begging her to continue and not to stop. His pleads was only heard as muffles, fortunately for him she didn't stop. Instead she licked her way up to the head, and parted her lips when she started caressing with both her tongue and lips. Drawing in enough suction for Draco to moan out loudly staring up at the ceiling. And then she pulls all of him in her mouth and a gasp of surprise and pleasure escaped Draco. Her small mouth expanding at his eight inches length and he felt bothered that he couldn't see it. He wanted nothing more than to see her head bob up and down. His blood turned warm and pulse quickened to feel her mouth only go lower on his cock. Now the little minx had started to moan too. Like Draco wasn't already in seventh heaven. Hearing her smacking her lips and the sloppy sounds from her expertise sucking was building up for his climax. Draco gave out a disappointed whine when she pulled up with a pop.
Hermione licked her lips enjoying the taste of him and already eager to feel more. "You taste so good. Next time I lower myself I just want you to unleash inside my mouth when you're ready. I want you to cum inside my mouth" and again she was down with a unforgettable whine of desperation and lust. Draco had a moment of realisation. Did she really want him to release his seamen inside her mouth. He never experienced that, all the other girls considered it to be gross. So this was really new and unexpected though who was he kidding. This whole event was unexpected. It didn't take long till Draco was returning with his moans. He was ashamed and mortified that this Gryffindor could make him so vocal, he usually wasn't. This time she worked it more roughly, pulling him in with each suction that Draco relished. Her furious bobbing of her head and combined with slow sucking was driving him over the edge. He could've sworn he even moaned out her first name once or twice, at that time he didn't really care because all words was cut by the scarf anyway. The pressure against her lips tightened and he was panting, his abdomen clenching when he knew he couldn't last very long now. It only took Hermione one more thrust down to his cock it was like she knew he was ready, his cock now reaching down her throat and Draco gave a wild groan as he unleashed his biggest orgasm so far in his life. Panting roughly as his throat was feeling dry from all the vocal moans he let out. The seamen sliding down her throat and he felt her swallow each drop and made sure to clean his length when she pulled away. Her own breathings was rapid and she looked up towards him and she giggled.
"I was right. You taste so good" she purred and Draco felt too exhausted to do anything. He waited for her to pull up his trousers and boxers which never happened, was she just going to leave him like this? Hermione stood up wincing from the soreness for sitting on her knees that long. She erupted a giggle again and shook her head. "I can't believe we actually did this….I mean. I said I wanted to try something new. But anyone could passed us and we would've been caught!"
You think? Draco rolled his eyes still trying to fathom what just happened, and how did this girl learn all of that?
"Mmm. Hggnh...lllk." Draco spoke against the scarf. Hermione laughed and came closer to him wrapping her arms around him in a hug. "Sorry about that. I'm going to remove it now" and she untied the knot behind his head. Draco felt relieved that the scarf was finally removed and he was about to snap at her but he fell silent. If she found out that it wasn't Theodore she just blown off he was pretty sure he would've make everything worse so Draco was just going to shut up. Hermione didn't pull away still leaning her body close to his, hugging him tightly. The familiar spell was heard and he was once again able to move and noticed how strained he really felt.
"I love you"
Draco tensed his body becoming rigid again but for a very different reason. His heart skipped a beat at the words, only his mother said those words to him so it felt so unfamiliar to hear someone like her say that, of course it was meant for Theodore and not him. Draco didn't know what to do in this small panic, so he did the first thing that came up. Wrapping his arms around her in a hug and pressing a light peck against her hair. Draco swallowed, this was so surreal. He noticed that the hug and kiss was enough because he sensed Hermione was smiling.
She pulled away when they had remained like that for a while. "I have to go now." Granger begun and sighed happily. "I'll see you tomorrow at breakfast" and she leaned forward pressing a kiss against his cheek and then she was off leaving Draco alone in the dark. He was trying to put all the pieces together. Like what the fuck had just happened, and why was Granger so good at giving blowjobs? He felt drained, confused and something he really couldn't describe. Draco contemplated he needed sleep and started heading towards the dungeons to the Slytherin common rooms. Although not before he pulled up both his trousers and boxers.
A/N: Forgot to mention, this is my first dramione story ever. But it's a slow build up. This first chapter was just the beginning. If you want to find out more you just have to read the coming chapters. Hope you enjoyed. Also if you're interested to help me with BETA don't hesitate to pm me. Review and follow and constructive criticism always appreciated. Take care!