Author's Note: Alright, it starts out simply enough, a cocky Malfoy annoys the hell out of Hermione, and eventually... she just can't take it. What does he do? Well read on. More chapters to come, mature... be warned. Oh, and read, enjoy, and review:) Scared Yet?
The wind was howling, growling, and tormenting her. She stood frozen by the window, staring out into the storm. It was only getting worse. She shivered, she was cold, and yet she stood, staring. The rain hit the window like bricks, noisy and forcefully. The lightning would strike almost instantly following the thunder, the storm was close.
She trembled as another boom of thunder consumed her thoughts. The lightning that followed lit up the entire room, her room. She had her own room, being head girl. She brought her hand to the window, letting the cold touch travel from the tips of her fingers to the depths of her stomach and down to her toes. A shiver ran throughout her body, she was dressed in a scant nightgown, only reaching the mid of her thigh.
She heard a knock from behind her; she turned her head to see the head boy standing in her doorway, his hand fisted, as if he had just knocked on her wall. She scarcely left her door ajar but tonight was the exception, having the warmness from the fire in the common room leak into her chilly bedroom was pleasantly welcome, although, he was not.
"Yes?" she shot quickly, annoyed with his mere presence.
"It's time for rounds," his words spoken with false cheer, his trademark smirk plastered upon his pale face.
"Fine," she retorted, walking towards the door.
"And put some clothing on, you don't want everyone to know that you're a whore along with being a filthy mudblood do you?" he sneered.
"Prat!" she shouted, and slammed the door in his face.
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Minutes later she had dressed in her cloak, throwing it over her nightgown before leading herself down the stairs to their common room, dreading the next hour of the evening to come.
Seeing her enter he gave her a once over, and noticing she had only tossed a cloak over her nightdress, he smirked. "Granger, I thought I told you to put some clothes on, no one wants to see that," he said, pointing to her partially covered body.
"Oh sod off Malfoy! You have no idea what people want to see because let's face it, you're not human," she retorted angrily.
He feigned hurt, bring his hand to his heart and taking a few steps back, "ouch Granger, your so mean!" he said sarcastically, pretending to wipe away tears.
"Let's just get this done! Less time I have to spend with you, the better," she interjected quickly, before he could go on with some other nit-witted thought. She stalked straight to the common room door, opening it swiftly and exiting, not bothering to see if he was following.
However, to her dismay he was following and within a minute of walking he couldn't contain himself, "by the looks of it Granger, you've already broken into a sweat, tell me, do I make you nervous?"
She groaned, would this night ever end? "Not a chance Malfoy, you are such a bloody git that it would be impossible for you to make me anything but hate you!"
"But I thought we had something!" he said sarcastically, pulling her arm to turn her towards him, "I can't believe after all this time, you would really say you hate me!"
She rolled her eyes, shoving his hand off her arm, "you know what? I think we should just finish rounds so I can get back to bed!" she said before turning on her heel and continuing to walk the corridor.
He smirked, "awww snookums don't be like that!" he pleaded sarcastically, rushing after her.
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Nearly an hour later, and many quips from Malfoy later, they had finally reached the dungeons. She smiled inwardly, they would be done soon… she hoped.
Malfoy leaned against the stone wall, letting her do her do the check. She was too anal to let him check, for he might just see a fellow Slytherin and let them off with a warning, which of course had happened before.
With a quick round of the room, she walked back over to where he was leaning; "done doing nothing?" she asked snottily, hands placed neatly on her hips.
"As a matter of fact I am, thanks for asking," he replied, sarcasm dripping from his mouth. He let himself stand, no longer taking the wall as refuge. But before they could begin their tedious walk back to the common room a loud crash of thunder was heard.
She let out a high pitched scream before jumping behind Malfoy, grasping onto his cloak.
He laughed; she was scared of thunder, how amusing. "Not trying to seduce me now Granger? I thought we talked about this?" he said, removing her hand from his cloak.
She jumped back form him, she hadn't meant to grab a hold of him cloak, it just kind of happened, and she had been surprised. The storm had quieted down before this, so she hadn't been expecting it. She blushed madly, thoroughly embarrassed that she had done it, "shut up Malfoy!"
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The hour of rounds turned into two hours and the time went by very slowly with Malfoy stopping every few minutes with some remark or snide about her love for him, she was exhausted by the time they had returned to their common room.
She sighed thankful to be back in the common room, she would finally be able to rest, well maybe, if this storm would ever let up.
Shutting the door behind himself he stood feet away from her, she was obviously going to head back to her room, but he wanted to get one last word in before she did. Taking a few strides forward he had reached her easily before she retreated to her room, he grasped her arm and turned her to face him.
"Get off!" she yelled.
He smirked, "Granger, where are your manners?"
"I think I left them with yours Malfoy!" she shot.
"Oh did you now? So you left them in a female Ravenclaw's bed? I never knew you swung that way," he sneered.
Her mouth dropped open, but only for a moment, but a moment was long enough for him to notice. "Did I reveal your harbored secret Granger?" he prodded.
"You insufferable git!" she roared pulling her arm from his grasp, huffing angrily.
He laughed, "oh don't get into a huff girl, no reason to get testy, I'm sure everyone will get over you being a lesbian in do time."
She groaned, clearly annoyed. "Oh get a life Malfoy! I am not a lesbian, nor have I ever been one, nor will I ever be one."
"So was it Potty or Weasel that convinced you…" he asked "in my opinion Weasel is more likely… but then again, you could easily be in love with Potty," he smirked, obviously pleased with the turnout of the conversation. "But then again, they both could be gay, honestly, with how much time they spend together..."
And with that, she slapped him. Hard.
He stood stunned for a moment, his face showing shock, and hers showing triumph. "Granger!" he shouted.
She shrugged, "you need to learn when to shut up," she was smiling.
He glared, his face still stinging, a red mark appearing on his pale cheek, "oh really? Trying to teach me a lesson? I have a few lessons of my own if you're interested," he said seductively, bringing his hand to her cheek, running his fingers across it lightly.
She gaped at him, "pervert." She stepped back, removing contact from his hand.
He stepped closer, "oh come on Granger… unless you're scared." His face etched in his smirk, he was enjoying his torment.
"Scared? Never. Repulsed… yes."
He scowled, taking her arms in his grasp, "is that so?" he growled, bringing her body up to his, emitting a squeak from her lips, "you know, I could make you beg for me."
Horror lit up in her eyes, she wanted to get away from him. Now. "Let go Malfoy, your hurting me!" she winced as he grasped tighter.
"Oh am I? That's too bad now isn't it?" he whispered into her ear, his breath was hot against her neck.
She trembled, "just let me go Malfoy," she pleaded, "please."
"Scared yet?" he asked, his lips almost touching her ear, his breath making her shiver.
She was scared, she didn't want to admit it, and she never thought she would be scared of him, but she was, and her eyes were welling up at the thought. She nodded.
"I want you to say it," he spoke harshly, pushing her up against the stone wall.
A tear escaped her eye as her back landed contact with the hard stone wall, a muffled gasp escaped her lips, "I'm scared," she choked out.
"Good, you should be," he said, his body still pressed into hers, his lips touching her ear as he spoke, his breath causing her to whimper in fear.
"Please let me go Malfoy, please," she begged.
He smiled, his eyes shining, "never."
A/N: So please don't hate me... I left it off here for a reason! But don't worry, more chapters to come! Please review, or I'll think you don't like my little story...