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Endings lead to Beginnings
Midnight Horror
He watched her perfect form disappear down the hallway, she was crying. Inside he was feeling something he had never felt before. What was it? Was it sorrow? It couldn't be, a Malfoy never felt sorry for anyone. But as he watched her tears cascade in buckets as she fled from sight, he knew he had done wrong.
The girl sat on her bed, staring blankly at the wall in front of her. She fingered her badly torn robes, and felt her hair lying lopsided on her head. Why had he done this to her? Even after years of being called a mudblood, she hadn't expected this.
*Flash back*
Draco entered the Head boy/girl common room to see the mudblood seated at the couch. She was bent nearly double working on her enormous amounts of homework. He had seen her fawning over Potter the whole week, while he stood by and watched; barely able to throw insults their way.
'How is it a mudblood like you could be so goddamn perfect?"
"What are you getting at Malfoy?" Hermione spat.
Malfoy had been spying on Hermione for ages, the way she bit her lip when she was confused sent shivers up his spine. He didn't understand how he could hate someone and love them at the same time. But now.he couldn't hold it in any longer-
"I need you." He said his voice cracking.
"Malfoy!" Hermione snapped, "What's gotten into you? I like Harry and any way, haven't these past seven year of throwing insults meant anything to you?"
"I've been watching you Granger, you're perfect. Ever since first year I've watched you, wanting, and waiting. But unfortunately our time never came, and we continue to hate each other to this day. I'm not one to show my emotions, so you should take this as a compliment!" he added the last part with a soft growl in his throat as he tried to contain his spewing anger.
"Malfoy.NO! This will never work, and I will never want you!"
"Well that's too bad Granger, because I wont take no for an answer!" he took a step forward, his face red with anger and want.
"Get back Malfoy!" Hermione squealed, brandishing her wand. But before she could speak a word he was on top of her placing rough kisses upon her lips. "Malfoy I-"
"Upstairs granger. Now!" Leaving her wand behind, Malfoy carried her up the stairs, ignoring her struggle. He through her down on his bed, locked the door, and put a silencing charm around the whole room so know one except him would hear her screams. "Your mine now granger" he growled.
He lunged upon her and bit at the soft flesh of her neck while ripping at her shirt with his free hand, as the other one held her down. Hermione clawed into Malfoy's back enough to draw blood. Draco jumped back in surprise, giving Hermione enough time to punch him hard in the nose.
Hermione, only wearing her silk black bra and pants grabbed Malfoy's wand tightly and started toward the door. She touched the doorknob with the tip of her wand,
"Aloha Mor-"
"Where do you think your going Granger? No one runs away from a Malfoy!" he grabbed her tightly around the middle, knocking his wand from her hand. He bent down quickly and picked up his wand. He advanced on Hermione and she shuddered when he touched her roughly, pushing her down. "This time you're not getting away."
With a quick flick of his wand, Hermione was bound in a special way, a way in which she couldn't leave his bed until the spell was lifted. Malfoy casually tossed his wand to the floor, much out of reach of the struggling Hermione on his bed.
"This time your mine Granger!" he said, the growls of want increasing in his throat. In a swift movement he unclipped her bra and sat back. Hermione struggled to cover herself, but Malfoy held her arms down at his side. "Wow Granger," Malfoy muttered, "I see you've been working out." He bent down and flicked his tongue over her nipple, while his hand massaged the other one. Hermione was screaming in protest, trying to pretend this was all a bad dream that was going to end soon.
Endings lead to Beginnings
Midnight Horror
He watched her perfect form disappear down the hallway, she was crying. Inside he was feeling something he had never felt before. What was it? Was it sorrow? It couldn't be, a Malfoy never felt sorry for anyone. But as he watched her tears cascade in buckets as she fled from sight, he knew he had done wrong.
The girl sat on her bed, staring blankly at the wall in front of her. She fingered her badly torn robes, and felt her hair lying lopsided on her head. Why had he done this to her? Even after years of being called a mudblood, she hadn't expected this.
*Flash back*
Draco entered the Head boy/girl common room to see the mudblood seated at the couch. She was bent nearly double working on her enormous amounts of homework. He had seen her fawning over Potter the whole week, while he stood by and watched; barely able to throw insults their way.
'How is it a mudblood like you could be so goddamn perfect?"
"What are you getting at Malfoy?" Hermione spat.
Malfoy had been spying on Hermione for ages, the way she bit her lip when she was confused sent shivers up his spine. He didn't understand how he could hate someone and love them at the same time. But now.he couldn't hold it in any longer-
"I need you." He said his voice cracking.
"Malfoy!" Hermione snapped, "What's gotten into you? I like Harry and any way, haven't these past seven year of throwing insults meant anything to you?"
"I've been watching you Granger, you're perfect. Ever since first year I've watched you, wanting, and waiting. But unfortunately our time never came, and we continue to hate each other to this day. I'm not one to show my emotions, so you should take this as a compliment!" he added the last part with a soft growl in his throat as he tried to contain his spewing anger.
"Malfoy.NO! This will never work, and I will never want you!"
"Well that's too bad Granger, because I wont take no for an answer!" he took a step forward, his face red with anger and want.
"Get back Malfoy!" Hermione squealed, brandishing her wand. But before she could speak a word he was on top of her placing rough kisses upon her lips. "Malfoy I-"
"Upstairs granger. Now!" Leaving her wand behind, Malfoy carried her up the stairs, ignoring her struggle. He through her down on his bed, locked the door, and put a silencing charm around the whole room so know one except him would hear her screams. "Your mine now granger" he growled.
He lunged upon her and bit at the soft flesh of her neck while ripping at her shirt with his free hand, as the other one held her down. Hermione clawed into Malfoy's back enough to draw blood. Draco jumped back in surprise, giving Hermione enough time to punch him hard in the nose.
Hermione, only wearing her silk black bra and pants grabbed Malfoy's wand tightly and started toward the door. She touched the doorknob with the tip of her wand,
"Aloha Mor-"
"Where do you think your going Granger? No one runs away from a Malfoy!" he grabbed her tightly around the middle, knocking his wand from her hand. He bent down quickly and picked up his wand. He advanced on Hermione and she shuddered when he touched her roughly, pushing her down. "This time you're not getting away."
With a quick flick of his wand, Hermione was bound in a special way, a way in which she couldn't leave his bed until the spell was lifted. Malfoy casually tossed his wand to the floor, much out of reach of the struggling Hermione on his bed.
"This time your mine Granger!" he said, the growls of want increasing in his throat. In a swift movement he unclipped her bra and sat back. Hermione struggled to cover herself, but Malfoy held her arms down at his side. "Wow Granger," Malfoy muttered, "I see you've been working out." He bent down and flicked his tongue over her nipple, while his hand massaged the other one. Hermione was screaming in protest, trying to pretend this was all a bad dream that was going to end soon.